Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Raphael's conversation with the old pope seemed to last a long time, but in reality it only lasted two minutes.

But those two minutes almost reignited the battle between Louis and Barr, who were still in space. However, in the end, for various reasons, the two did not engage in combat.

Instead, they each went their separate ways in different directions.

Although Barth was an enemy, he was right. In Louis's mind, Christianity was the most extreme monotheistic religion, claiming to have only one God and that everything else was heresy, false gods, demons, and something that needed to be eradicated. It was a sect that was extremely extreme in its beliefs.

If it really is an angel descending, it's hard to say who it will attack first.

So Louis chose to retreat.

With a flash, Louis didn't return to the Moon Palace or Orlando, but instead arrived in a certain area of ​​Washington, looking at the ground with an extremely bright smile.

“Dear Cronus, your ally, I have come.”

The other end.

Taking advantage of this brief lull, Baal began to plan his next move and complete his mission.

Yes, even now He hasn't forgotten to complete His mission.

With a casual wave of his hand, he spread a stream of demonic power of god-level magic into the atmosphere. This magic power will choose a suitable candidate to guide Paimon.

Then, Balma headed straight for the Red Sea without stopping.

Next, He needs help, and Abeztibu, who has just learned that the location of the seal is in the mortal world and can unleash his full Demon God-level power, is the best helper.

Unfortunately, although He said the angels would deal with the heretics first, things were never certain. He had to be fully prepared, especially now that He hadn't completed Mammon's mission. He had to be cautious, preserve His life, and make amends, otherwise...

Barr moved very fast and quickly arrived at the Red Sea.

Located between northeastern Africa and the Arabian Peninsula, this place has consistently warm seawater, making it an excellent tourist destination.

Every year, many tourists come to visit, bringing huge economic benefits to the local area.

However, things went wrong here today.

boom! !

Baal descended from the sky and glanced around.

The black magic naturally spread, darkening the surroundings and turning the weather gloomy. Most of the people screamed and tried to escape, and the bikini-clad beauties were terrified, completely unconcerned about being groped. However, a small number of people were not afraid at all; instead, they approached and knelt down in worship to Baal.

Baal ignored these people. The magic emanating from him, driven by his instincts from years of hunting, began to draw upon the lives and souls of the nearby humans and animals, infusing them into his body.

Baal's gaze was fixed on the ocean, his eyes radiating lightning magic as he scanned it.

Black electricity suddenly flashed across the sea surface, blasting dozens of people who didn't have time to get ashore into ashes.

"Found it!" Baal's voice was low, but he couldn't hide his joy.

Fortunately, He had previously allowed Abeztibu's consciousness to leave the battlefield and avoid being destroyed; otherwise, finding the location of his seal would be much more difficult now.

Just as Baal was about to dive into the sea to rescue Abeztibu, he paused, looked at those who were still kneeling and praying, those with a tendency toward demonic faith, and a slight smile appeared on Baal's lips.

"You have obtained the power of the Great Baal!"

Whoosh whoosh—

Thin black currents surged into their bodies, triggering strange changes.

Then, Baal plunged headfirst into the sea.

ashore.

The more than 600 people stared at each other, the black current stimulating their bodies and emotions, causing their eyes to turn red, and they began to fight. It was a pure physical battle that looked extremely fierce and cruel.

Dismembered limbs and pieces of flesh quickly spread along the coast, and the bright red liquid mingled with the seawater. The salty sea breeze, however, could not dispel the stench of blood.

In the seawater.

Baal had arrived at the seal. Deep in the sea, there was a strange cluster of blood-red corals. It looked ordinary and had no magical fluctuations, but following the connection, Baal confirmed that this was the place.

The situation was urgent; angels might already be hunting them down, so Baal didn't hesitate and immediately ordered the destruction of the coral reef, violently breaking the seal.

But the next second, the fleeing consciousness of Abeztibu reappeared, shouting, "No!"

"With this lifting of the lockdown, the angels are coming! Hurry!" Baal didn't ask any other questions and grabbed him directly.

Abeztibu's pupils contracted, cursing inwardly, but he also knew the priorities. "Use magic to carefully destroy each node of this blood coral reef, one by one, so that the sealed space won't break. Be careful, otherwise if something goes wrong and the space shatters, I'll be lost in the endless spatial turbulence."

This is also why Abeztibu appeared so immediately; after all, they are all demons and know these things' temperaments all too well!

I can't believe it!
However, regarding the matter of the angel, and considering that the other party was a pseudo-Demon King and stronger than himself, Abeztibu didn't have too many doubts.

Baal nodded and quickly destroyed the magic nodes as Abeztibu pointed out, with tiny currents destroying the nodes in sequence.

One by one, the blood-red corals shattered.

Meanwhile, Abeztibu watched cautiously from the side, only letting out a long sigh of relief when the last node was completed.

He immediately asked, "What happened? Which angel descended and made you so panicked?"

As he answered, Baal watched the changes in the blood coral reef.

ka ka ka-

The seabed has cracked open.

Abeztibu's consciousness also quietly disappeared at this moment.

Whoosh!
A blood-red figure appeared before Baal.

It has blood-red wings, but only one, and its body is covered with mysterious dark purple patterns. It is tall and imposing, and its dark purple eyes are unfathomable. You can tell at a glance that it is a cunning old fox.

That’s true.

The shell, sealed for many years, has finally broken free, yet it shows no joy; instead…

He looked directly at Baal: "Let's begin. Taking advantage of the special environment here, we can set up a spatial magic circle to add to our advantage."

There was no joy, no questioning, no doubt, and no objection to Barna's seemingly overly cautious decision.

All that remains is decisiveness and composure.

Baal nodded, and the two demons quickly sprang into action.

At this moment.

Raphael has arrived in Los Angeles.

Looking at the devastated city, a hint of pity appeared on his face. "Sigh."

Los Angeles, a major American city with a population of over ten million, has now seen three million dead, and the remaining people are also severely injured, with over a million in critical condition or seriously wounded.

What a miserable word.

This place is practically hell right now.

Most of these were residual damages caused by Baal's attempt to break the seal on the church before Louis's arrival.

In fact, the current number of casualties is already the best outcome Louis could hope for, as he took Baal into space immediately after appearing out of pity. Otherwise, in the battle between the two, not only Los Angeles, but the entire state of California would not have fared well.

Seeing this scene of hell on earth, Raphael did not leave immediately, even though he had already sensed that Gabriel was gone and not here.

He simply looked at the ruins and tossed an olive branch into his hand.

slam-la-

A gentle, life-giving green light poured down, healing everyone's injuries. Seeing this, many knelt and prayed, hoping this legendary healing angel would resurrect their loved ones.

Looking at the dead, Raphael simply shook his head; he did not come back to life.

"The dead should go to heaven or hell; you should not interfere."

After saying this, He looked at a church on the ground.

This is the Church of Apocalypse, which Constantine used to resist Baal and protect Angela, the top medium. Now, it is filled with people: the Five Gods, Van Helsing, Quinlan, Tommy and the Apocalypse Warriors, Constantine and Chase, Coal Ball and Arsène Lupin...

Raphael's gaze fell on the statue that bore a resemblance to Louis, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

After glancing at him briefly, His gaze settled on Van Helsing.

His eyes widened in shock, and all the things he couldn't understand became clear in that instant.

It turns out that Gabriel had already used his authority to reincarnate a part of his own soul!

However, it seems that something went wrong, causing this part of the soul to no longer obey Him. This is for the best, as Gabriel will be unable to recover his strength, making it easier for Him to capture His consciousness.

Raphael hesitated for a moment when he looked at Van Helsing.

Should we take it away? Or...?

Finally, He glanced at the statue of Louis, His expression calmed down, and He turned to look in another direction.

Next, He had to continue searching for Gabriel's whereabouts, but before that, He felt He could do something else, such as dealing with the demon who had triggered the divine covenant.

As an archangel with god-king-level strength, Raphael saw the lightning magic of Barna and the faint magic of another demon god at a glance.

The two are actually mixed together?
Raphael smirked. That's how demons are. They always like to play tricks. Even the so-called pseudo-demon kings are no exception. That's right. Intrigue, cunning, evil, greed, arrogance, and selfishness are the nature of demons. Otherwise, how could they fall into demonic ways?

Raphael's smile faded, and his figure gradually disappeared.

It was an extremely rapid movement, leaving behind only a fleeting afterimage that lasted for a few breaths.

After he leaves.

Inside the Church of the Apocalypse.

When the five gods revealed that Raphael had left, everyone in the church breathed a sigh of relief, especially Constantine, who, as an expert, had an excellent understanding of Heaven and Hell.

This legendary healing angel is naturally included in this list.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness it was Him who came, otherwise it would have been troublesome."

Uriel was in charge of the trials; he was strict, fair, and meticulous.

Constantine didn't know much about Michael's temperament, but his status was too high; being godlike was the best description of his power.

If either of these two arrives, then there will definitely be some trouble.

However, since the gentlest healing angels came and have now left, they should be fine for the time being.

He swore an oath as an expert!

Duchas rolled his eyes.

Then everyone thought of another question: the current crisis was over, so what should they do next?
"Now, should we stay and help the Los Angeles victims or take Angela back to Orlando?"

Everyone looked at each other.

The next second, several Apocalypse priests stepped forward and chose to stay and help the disaster victims. Arsen ordered some of the Apocalypse warriors to stay behind to protect the priests.

Afterwards, Constantine led his elite troops, brought Angela out, and headed straight for Orlando.

They had to get the people back as soon as possible; of course, besides Angela, there was also Van Helsing.

He is now a key person under protection!

……

At this moment, over the Red Sea.

Raphael, wearing a crown of thorns, has arrived.

He looked at the dark clouds looming over the sky and the horrific scene below filled with wailing and bloodshed, frowned slightly, and raised the olive branch in his hand.

slam-la-

A light, green rain fell from the sky.

The sky cleared of clouds and mist, and bright sunlight shone through the white clouds, creating a warm and gentle atmosphere.

The fighting on the coast had dwindled to only three hundred people. Their bodies had mutated, and scales had appeared on them. They looked like demon servants and raised their heads as a rain of light fell on them.

sizzle-

“Aaaaaaaaaaa…”

"No! It hurts! I don't want to turn back!"

"What did I do! I, I ate him? No! This can't be true! Ah!"

"Woooooooo..."

"..."

All aspects of human nature are revealed.

Some regretted it, some wept, and some remained unrepentant until death.

When the scales cover more than half of the body, the body begins to turn red and hot, like a piece of coal about to burn out, gradually losing heat and disintegrating into ash.

Those less than half recovered from their suffering, collapsing to the ground, panting. However, not all of the saved were grateful to Him. One of the demon followers even stood up, pointed at Raphael, and cried out excitedly, "Angel! Damn it! Me! My power! The power that the great Baal gave me! Give me back my power!"

"Give me back my power!"

???

Those around him were astonished, and quickly got up and crawled to the side to avoid being struck by lightning.

next second.

Whoosh! !

The light rain changed from green to burning white raindrops, instantly carbonizing the person and reducing them to ashes.

Looking at the ashes, Raphael shook his head, a look of pity flashing across his face. "Ignorant and foolish, blinded by power and evil, what a pitiful soul. Now, it can't even go to hell. Alas, what a waste."

Having said that, He ignored these people and vanished into the sea.

He sensed that Baal and a demon were below, probably preparing something to deal with Him.

Let me see what you can come up with in such a short time.

Raphael gripped the olive branch tightly, and the crown of thorns above his head grew even warmer.

Raphael entered the deep sea directly using spatial teleportation, but after reaching a certain distance, he stopped the spatial movement.

This space is unusual and somewhat fragile. If it breaks, accidents are likely to occur. Raphael can only move downwards using pure power.

Whoosh whoosh—

The seawater was rapidly breached, and Raphael gradually approached the blood-red coral reef. (End of Chapter)