Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

As Louis spoke, both men stood respectfully.

Louis's gaze shifted between the two, finally settling on Angela. He decided to tackle Angela's matter first, starting with the easier one.

Angela was targeted by Mammon because of her top-notch psychic talent, but this talent, though rare, is not unique to these two sisters.

Having gone through Baal's ordeal, Mammon will most likely change his target for descent, and Angela, having lost her necessity, is now significantly less important.

and so.

“Angela, you should already know about what happened. I’ll give you two choices: one is to keep your memories and abilities and stay in Orlando or work for the Church of Apocalypse; the other is to erase these memories and abilities and live a normal life.”

After saying that, he said nothing more and looked at the other person calmly.

Angela kept her head down tightly. There was nothing she could do; she couldn't see Louis's true form, only a ball of light.

Upon hearing this, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The situation was better than she had expected. She had thought that the gods would be indifferent and decide her fate from a high place, but unexpectedly, they had given her a choice.

As for these two options...

She felt a pang of hesitation. Every single thing that had happened in the past two days was enough to shatter her worldview: gods, demons, angels, mediums, warriors…

It's practically a myth that happened in this era.

Upon closer reflection, it seems that similar events have occurred quite a few times over the years: the London massacre, the Millennium star phenomenon, the New York nuclear crisis—all of which have involved the mystical side, which has almost openly appeared.

Now, just ask anyone, even a little kid, and they'll tell you that all sorts of strange things exist in this world!

In such an era, where is there any true peace and stability?

Moreover, she didn't want a stable life.

She remembered that many gods claimed to be omnipotent, so was the god in front of her who was willing to give mortals the right to choose also like that?

and so……

“Great God, I am willing to stay and become your follower, to contribute to your glory.” Angela chose to kneel down, her words sincere and earnest.

“I am merely… a humble believer of yours who presumptuously requests an answer: may I ask you to resurrect my sister Elizabeth in the future?”

Bang bang bang!
Angela began to kowtow, murmuring various hymns.

Louis glanced at Angela. "Approved."

Angela breathed a sigh of relief and felt even more grateful to Louis. At that moment, she began to have faith and became a true believer.

at the same time.

The part of the Xuan Shui Lotus Platform that had merged into the dreamland of reincarnation began to flicker. The magic power circulated, attracting souls from afar. A soul that was about to enter hell was suddenly pulled in.

whoosh-

A misty, pale figure appeared before my eyes, rising and falling, its eyes closed as if in a deep sleep—it was Elizabeth.

"Sister!" Angela exclaimed with delight.

"Alright, you can go now," Louis said calmly.

Wow!
Angela's figure blurred, and she disappeared with her sister's soul, instantly reappearing outside, in the headquarters of the Church of Apocalypse, where the altar was located.

I happened to see Constantine there.

But before she could say anything, she discovered a sapphire necklace on her chest, which seemed to house her sister's soul.

"I will definitely bring you back to life next, sister."

Angela gripped the necklace firmly.

Just then, a priest came over and said, "Ms. Angela, this way please."

……

Angela has been settled in.

Such a person with top-notch spiritual medium talent is an excellent candidate for training. She doesn't need to be outstanding; as long as she makes progress on the path of spiritual mediumship, she won't be too bad. If all else fails, she can specialize in the priest or nun path and try to channel her own power.

Or perhaps, through his unique [Sun God] system, which is different from this world, he might spark something different?

In short, this can be considered a promising stock, adding to the strength of his own forces.

However, compared to Van Helsing, Van Helsing is merely an add-on; Van Helsing is the main attraction, the reincarnation of a portion of the soul of an archangel, who is equivalent to a god-king.

That's quite a background!

Louis looked Van Helsing up and down.

Van Helsing kept his head down the whole time, not daring to look Louis in the eye.

In fact, compared to Angela, he did not feel too much pressure. He was able to look directly at the gods, and he had always been a believer in God, so his attitude towards the gods of other religions was generally indifferent.

But times have changed. Louis now holds the key to killing Dracula, and the hidden dangers of his own soul may also fall upon the god before him.

He has no choice but to act as he pleases.

Moreover, for some reason, he always felt that although he didn't feel much pressure from Louis's power, there was always a subtle sense of suppression, as if... it just arose naturally from the bottom of his heart.

This made him instinctively unwilling to be "insolent" in front of Louis.

"Van Helsing, you must know your own background now. What are your thoughts?"

Louis's attitude toward Van Helsing was completely different from his attitude toward Angela.

Upon hearing this, Van Helsing pursed his lips, a look of pain flashing in his eyes.

Those scenes from my memory appeared one after another.

Who am I...?
Gabriel? Or Van Helsing?
"I...I don't know. All I know is that I really want to kill Dracula right now. Please give me that chance." This is the only thing that has solidified his belief now.

Louis smiled slightly. Sure enough, Gabriel was Van Helsing, but Van Helsing was not Gabriel.

In that case, things become feasible.

"Alright, you've done a great job this time. I grant my request. You can go and kill Dracula later."

"But you really... have nothing to say?"

This time, Louis's tone was a bit stronger.

It seemed to have a profound meaning.

Van Helsing's excitement froze instantly, his face contorted with pain, and he even began to show uncontrollable signs of wolf-like behavior, sometimes appearing with black wolf fur and sometimes reverting to his original form.

He clutched his head in anguish.

The more you think, the more entangled you become, the more confused and painful you feel.

Who am I? Who am I?
If I were Gabriel, then what would the Gabriel I had seen before be?
If I am not, how do I resolve my intense anxiety?

Moreover, if I were Gabriel, what would my suffering amount to?
What does this century-long history even amount to?
Furthermore, is Gabriel good or evil? And what will become of my future?
I can't figure it out, I just can't understand it!

Suddenly, Van Helsing let out a loud, mournful howl.

"God, I don't know, please guide me."

boom!
Van Helsing suddenly knelt down and instinctively made a prayer gesture toward Louis.

Louis's brow twitched, and he quickly sensed the dormant, injured divine soul within Van Helsing's body. The other remained unresponsive.

Nothing at all?!
Louis's pupils contracted a few times.

Slight silence.

After a while.

"Your problem is not difficult to solve; I can help. The only problem is, do you think you are Van Helsing or Gabriel?"

"I...I don't know, I feel so confused."

"There's nothing confusing about it. It's actually quite easy to distinguish. Tell me, what's the most important thing in your memory right now?"

"Kill Dracula!" Van Helsing, who had just been lost, in pain, and filled with sorrow, uttered these words without hesitation.

"If it were Gabriel, would he be so eager to make killing Dracula his top priority?" Louis countered.

Van Helsing was suddenly stunned.

Yes, that's right.

How could Gabriel possibly relentlessly pursue Dracula like this? Even now that he has awakened his memories, he still considers hunting down Dracula his most important task.

So, the answer is already clear.

He is Van Helsing, an... exorcist.

hum-

In Louis's eyes, the moment Van Helsing's face hardened and he seemed to regain his firm belief, his soul changed once again, and his spiritual light shone even brighter than before.

He is now the person with the strongest spiritual light that Louis has ever seen in his life.

Clearly, his will has made a new breakthrough.

Having an archangel's soul as a foundation, nurturing potential, is truly wonderful.

"It seems you already have the answer."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I am Van Helsing, and always have been."

"it is good!"

"Now, let me tell you how I can help you solve your problem."

"Your soul has become fixed as Van Helsing over the past hundred years, and because of your unwavering pursuit of Dracula over the past hundred years, your soul, even though it was nurtured by the divine soul of Gabriel, is still somewhat detached from him and does not truly resonate with him."

"This is also the reason why you experienced cognitive confusion after your memories were awakened."

If Van Helsing had not had a firm will and had not generated such an ultimate spiritual light, his soul would have been instantly overwritten during Gabriel's memory awakening, and the current situation would not exist.

"So, you are actually two souls sharing one body. You only need to remove one soul."

Van Helsing's eyes widened. "You mean, extract Gabriel's part of his soul?"

I rolled my eyes. You really dare to say that? Do you have that much confidence in me?
That's the soul of a god-king! Even if it's incomplete, it's not something I can manipulate at will; that would be courting death!
"No, it means taking your soul out and placing it in a new body."

"I see."

"how?"

"I am willing, thank you, great God, I will be your most loyal believer for life!" At this moment, Van Helsing finally bowed his head willingly.

Louis nodded slightly.

The light of reincarnation within the Dreamland energies surged once more. However, this time, because it involved Gabriel's soul, it wasn't just the light of reincarnation; even the two fragments of the Great Sin Authority extracted from Freddy's body to support the Dreamland's creation began to glow faintly, providing energy.

Then, with eyes blazing, Louis manipulated his magic with exquisite precision, carefully separating Van Helsing's and Gabriel's souls inch by inch.

Soon, the two were only connected by one last link.

Louis frowned deeply, and the Mystic Water Lotus Platform appeared and disappeared around him, his magic power exerted at its maximum, as if he were performing a precise surgical operation.

sizzle-

Like cutting cowhide with a dull knife, it was a slow, painstaking process, until finally, the last connection was severed.

Van Helsing felt an unprecedented sense of comfort from the depths of his soul. Of course, there was also a sense of reluctance, but Van Helsing didn't care; he could suppress this feeling.

Snapped! !

A loud thud as something heavy fell to the ground startled Van Helsing. He turned his head sharply to look, only to see... himself?
He was lying motionless on the ground!
It looked like a dead body.

Van Helsing looked at his hands, pale white and somewhat ethereal, "They're already spirits... so fast..."

He sighed slightly and looked at his own body on the ground. The body he had used for more than a hundred years now contained the soul of Gabriel.

"From this day forward, 'Van Helsing' is dead."

"Take a look at your new body."

Louis's voice rang out, and Van Helsing turned to look, discovering a body that looked exactly like his, only younger, more robust, and without any trace of gloom.

Van Helsing was drawn into his new body by an inexplicable attraction.

Eyelashes trembled.

Van Helsing opened his eyes and patted himself from side to side. "Really, nothing has changed. I don't feel any stronger. Wait, that werewolf feeling!!"

He was surprised to find that his ability to transform into a werewolf had disappeared.

Clearly, the werewolf virus does not change the soul, or rather, it cannot change Van Helsing's soul, which possesses a powerful spiritual light. Everything remains only on the surface. Now that he has a different body, he naturally no longer possesses werewolf blood.

For him, this was a pleasant surprise; after all, a dark race is a dark race.

He didn't have a choice before, but now he wants to be a truly pure person!

Louis had already put away the Gabriel split soul that had completely taken over Van Helsing's body but was still dormant due to his injuries. "It seems you are quite satisfied."

Van Helsing nodded repeatedly.

Then, as if remembering something, he began to pray to Louis, reciting hymns.

At that moment, Louis suddenly felt a rich and powerful force of faith fall into his primordial spirit body.

Clearly, Van Helsing decided to convert to Christianity and pledge his loyalty to Louis.

Louis's lips curled up slightly. This was something he had obtained effortlessly. With Van Helsing's extremely powerful spiritual light, if he became his apostle, he dared not imagine how much power he could withstand or how much help he could provide.

“Not bad.” Louis nodded slightly. “From now on, you will be my first apostle.”

The words took effect automatically as soon as they were spoken.

Like Quinlan, Van Helsing became an apostle. Feeling the inexplicable power surging within him, he bowed deeply to Louis, saying, "Thank my God, I will spread your ways and your glory to the ends of the earth."

"Alright, now go do what you want to do most."

The words fell.

A spatial rift appeared, and on the other side stood two familiar vampires bound to a stake! (End of Chapter)