Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 71: Golden Sword Soul-Destroying Doll Art
Towns like this usually have landmark buildings and maps, so Louis knew where the so-called theater was.

The red car was speeding. Inside the car, Louis looked at Billy next to him. He had left the doll there on purpose.

Unfortunately, the old witch seemed to be afraid of his yang energy and amulet, and never appeared in the car to launch a surprise attack.

Well, let’s have a head-on battle.

Leaning out of the car window, flames blazed, instantly burning the puppet Billy in his hand. Facing the strong wind, the fire spread rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, the puppet was completely turned into charcoal and thrown out by Louis.

Snapped!
Totally shattered.

Rumble!
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and there were faint flashes of lightning like snakes, adding a touch of depression.

Soon Louis arrived at the so-called Death Lake. There was indeed a large building in the center of the lake. It looked like it was built several decades ago. Because it was in the center of the lake, one had to take a ferry to get there.

Louis did not hesitate. Amidst the lightning and thunder, he boarded the boat and rowed across the water.

When we entered the theater, we saw it was in a dilapidated state, with dust and cobwebs everywhere. The tables, chairs, curtains, etc. were also tilted to one side. It was obvious that it had been abandoned for a long time.

Looking at the theater, Louis stopped briefly to think. Mary Shaw lived in this place, so it could only be the back of the theater.

Louis looked towards the back of the stage. As everyone knows, the back of the stage is usually where the actors are.

Soon, Louis found a stone staircase at the back. Feeling the vague chill and the alert gaze of Coal Ball in his arms, Louis knew that he had found the right one, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

Holding the slender dagger, he stepped onto the stairs, tapping lightly on the iron handrail, and singing the nursery rhyme that showed Mary Shaw's ferocity.

"Mary Shaw with glaring eyes."

when!
"The puppet is always in my arms."

when!
"Your sons and younger generations must remember this."

when!
"Don't scream if you see her in your dreams."

when!
In the empty building, Louis' voice echoed far away, and the sound of metal clashing was even more soul-stirring, carrying an inexplicable sense of oppression.

"Mary Xiao, where are you? You didn't expect me to know this place, did you?"

"I'm here to find you."

"Are you afraid to come out?"

"Do you need me to yell twice?"

"I'm going to scream..."

The teasing voice seemed to be mocking the other party.

boom!
He kicked open the door of the second-floor room suddenly, and a white shadow flashed by the windowsill.

Louis didn't move, feeling disdainful in his heart. At this time, he still wanted to do these unnecessary things and try to increase the psychological pressure on himself.

It seems you are out of skills~
call!
Several flames ignited around him, lighting up the surroundings. Suddenly, in the light of the fire, a ghost face suddenly appeared in front of him. It was so clear, ugly and hideous, with tongues that were rotten, dry, or bright red twisted together. There were no eyes on the pale and wrinkled face, only two pitch-black holes.

A completely ugly woman.

Louis' eyelids twitched slightly, and he immediately blew the golden knife out of his hand.

But the next second, Mary Shaw's figure disappeared, and her movement trajectory was completely unclear.

Sure enough, the abilities of these ghosts are really bizarre. Unless all the puppets she created in her lifetime are destroyed, she can move to another location at any time.

But it doesn’t matter, now it’s time for my second favorite part, the arson.

Puppet, hehe...

Louis looked at the display case covered with red cloth not far away and gently lifted it.

The neatly arranged dolls, with a wide variety of shapes, all stared at Louis.

next moment.

"Ahhhhh!!"

A series of shrill and vicious overlapping screams rang out.

The faces of the puppets began to turn into grimaces, stretching, extending, and circling, breaking through the display cabinets and rushing out.

At the same time, the whole room was echoing with various sounds, some sad, some violent, some fierce, and some terrifying.

"No! Don't kill me!" "Ahhhhhhh!"

"Damn bitch! Aa ...

"Child, no, ahhhhhhh!"

"..."

As expected, these were all the last words of the people killed by Mary Shaw before they died.

I have to say, this scene is simply noise pollution, and the excessive screams of the same kind can easily hit the heart. Fortunately, Louis has done a lot of bloody things and can still keep his composure.

Louis forced himself to calm his mind. Three yang fires were burning on his shoulders and head. All the statues and amulets on his chest, pockets, and body were burning hot, forming a golden film to block the group of ghost faces that kept extending and wrapping around him. At the same time, he circulated his internal energy, performed the fire magic with all his strength, and released a big move.

Wow! ! !
One orange dot of light, two, three, ten...

Suddenly expand!

More than a dozen half-meter-high fireballs exploded towards the display cabinets throughout the room.

At the same time, Louis' eyes turned rapidly. He had to find out which puppet Mary Shaw was hiding in!

The cow's tears have already been shed.

When the fireball exploded and the flames illuminated the entire room, Louis saw it.

Right in that corner, a puppet that looked very similar to the clown in IT was moving its arms and legs. Mary Shaw's ugly soul was attached to it, and it was heading towards the window, trying to escape.

"Now, you are dead!"

Duh! Duh! Duh!
Peach wood needles flew out one after another.

Mixed in with it was a willow-leaf golden knife that was also held under the tongue, and they all hit the puppet.

Golden light blooms!

"Ahhhh!!!"

Without the puppet to act as a diversion, Mary Shaw, dressed in a black dress, suddenly appeared at this moment. A large hole in her chest was emitting golden light, and her whole body was falling apart, disappearing into wisps of black smoke.

Obviously, the ability of the Willow Leaf Golden Sword to cut off souls and destroy spirits is enough to deal with Mary Shaw. If one time doesn't work, two times will definitely work.

"No! No! No!"

"Damn it! I haven't killed the last of the Anson family yet!"

"Who are you?! Who on earth are you?! Why did you suddenly come out to stop me?! Why!!"

At this time, Louis restrained his desire to show off. He did not have the habit of being a villain and talking nonsense to give the opponent a chance to turn the tables. He blew out another breath, and the golden light flashed again!
Accompanied by a shrill scream, Mary Shaw's figure completely disappeared into the air.

Looking at this scene, Louis' eyes flickered slightly.

Then he looked at the flames that had completely burned the display cabinet next to him and were burning all over the room. Louis stretched out his hand and used the last bit of his internal energy.

All the flames seemed to be drawn into Louis' hands, and turned into a long dragon of fire along Louis' hands. It was led out of the window and plunged into the lake.

Zizizi! !

The mist and the scene of water and fire are quite beautiful.

Louis ignored all this and looked at the display case that had been completely burned. He began to check one by one until he had checked the entire display case.

After making sure all the dolls were burned, Louis began to look for the notes.

Finally, a black-covered notebook was found on a table. It contained detailed records of the production processes and parameters of various puppets. Of course, the most important thing was the record of the perfect puppet.

Not only does it list the materials used in the production, it also includes various diagrams of the human body inserting gears and modifications. It appears extremely professional, and even a layman like Louis can understand it to some extent.

I can only say that Mary Shaw is worthy of being an artist.

His professional ability is indeed strong.

Of course, it all belongs to Louis now.

Then Louis walked out, but didn't leave.

(End of this chapter)