Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 92: Jack the Doll Box Infinite Blood Bull (Additional Update)

The finance officer looked around first and made sure Bob was not around before speaking.

"Bob has been killing more and more people recently. Although most of them are enemies, it still caused unrest. Moreover, he doesn't know how to deal with the corpses, so there are too many traces left along the way."

"Those police officers are already investigating. If we didn't have someone in the police station, they would have probably been found out."

"If this continues, I'm worried that FBL will send someone over..."

FBL is a famous American intelligence agency. Compared with the CIA that operates worldwide, the FBL, which focuses more on internal affairs, is actually the object of fear of major American gangs.

Hearing this, Karl frowned.

Bob, the "chicken claw" he collected, was resurrected into an alien-like monster after absorbing nutrients.

It can provide help to the person who resurrected it, and it can find and kill anyone its master wants to deal with.

I originally resurrected this thing in order to find Louis, but later I found that it was really useful. I could kill enemy bosses in surprise attacks.

But now it seems that there is something wrong with this thing.

It seems that his original owner was found by the police and ended up in jail because he did not clean up properly.

It seems that whether it is intentional or unintentional, we need to be careful when using it.

"I will restrain it. Have you found the thing?"

This was actually the second thing the finance department wanted to say. "We've found it! The musical doll box had been in a museum in England. It was stolen a few years ago, presumably by antique thieves, and later turned up at Rose Town Manor. The person we sent earlier has already found it and is now on a plane back."

Hearing this, Karl was shocked, and his turbid eyes flashed with desire and expectation.

The musical doll box comes from a French myth called the Fairy Box, but this box is only vaguely related to it.

Its name is Jack-in-the-Box. The real origin is that a clown actor was possessed by the devil and went to a priest for exorcism, but the priest had selfish motives. He deceived the clown and locked him in a special doll box, forcing him to fulfill his wish.

In the end, the priest succeeded in having a child of his own.

And his purpose in searching for this box is to fulfill his wish, restore his youth and prolong his life.

The more powerful, wealthy, and influential one is, the more afraid one is of death.

He too, wants to live.

He doesn't want to die.

……

In the cave.

After recovering his energy, Louis immediately returned to the cave.

Snapped!
He opened the iron box and took out the head of the benevolent demon with its face peeled and eyes closed. As it had been more than 23 days, this guy had already fallen into a deep sleep.

This won’t do. I caught it myself, but I can’t let it sleep. I have to make it move!

Looking at the gap in the neck under the head, Louis quickly thought of a solution.

Not long after, the body of a Latino human trafficker, with its head missing and little blood flowing, was placed in the cave. Louis first put on a bulletproof vest, and then placed the head in the gap in the neck of the corpse.

As soon as they made contact, the blood vessels automatically adhered to the bottom of the head as if attracted by some kind of gravity. The bones also squirmed slightly. The two gradually merged together. Flesh and blood began to grow, covering the new spine. A layer of skin gradually spread to the neck, and even the entire body began to change.

The muscles began to swell, the body gradually grew taller, and the toes that were originally normal began to transform into sharp giant claws...

Not long after, the originally skinny body of the human trafficker turned tall and mighty. If he put on that black windbreaker and hat, he would look like the terrifying cannibalistic demon!
However, it still kept its eyes closed and was in deep sleep.

Louis didn't take it lightly and stabbed it with a knife, but there was no reaction. After stabbing it a few more times, the thing still didn't react.

But Louis still did not let his guard down.

clap clap!

He clapped his hands.

After half an hour.

On the wall of the cave, chains were stretched across the sky, binding the tall benevolent demon to the wall. Its ankles were cut open, and blood, mixed with red and black, flowed down its heels and dripped into the bucket below.

Faintly, you can smell a fishy odor.

Louis didn't feel disgusted at all, and even smiled, because if the blood was still bright red, it would mean that the experiment had failed.

Now this bucket of blood would be a good inducement for refining poisonous insects.

He took the bucket away, took out a bag of blood, and injected blood into its wrist. Since it was a monster, he didn't need to worry about the speed or whether the blood vessels could withstand it. He just poured blood in at the maximum speed.

It’s just so durable!

He wanted to see how fast this monster could convert blood into its own blood, and he would need to stick to its seven orifices to refine the blood curse beads, so he needed to replenish some blood into its body.

soon.

Time passes.

Louis calculated the conversion efficiency and the power of the new version of the Blood Curse Pearl.

This monster can indeed convert blood into magic blood, and there is currently no limit. However, perhaps because it is in a deep sleep, the conversion efficiency is limited, and the entire body's blood can only be converted once every twelve hours.

The new blood curse beads are also very different. The condensed blood beads have a circle of black lines around them, which looks a bit strange. Their power is more than ten times that of ordinary blood curse beads.

In fact, he felt that the blood curse bead produced from the benevolent demon might not be that simple, but what specific special effects it had could only be explored in the future. He did not have enough time to explore aimlessly.

Finally, Louis decided to name this new blood curse bead the Demon Blood Curse Bead.

After finishing the experiment, Louis looked at the benevolent demon tied to the wall like a dead pig with a burning gaze.

"We can't waste it. Flesh and blood are all valuable. They can be used as the initiator of witchcraft, the magic blood curse beads, and can be used as materials for other new spells in the future. Bones, bone marrow, fascia, wings, eyeballs, teeth..."

As a poor guy on the mysterious side, Louis regards even this kind of low-end mysterious material as a treasure.

What's more, this thing can never be used up and can be used all over the body. It can be called a treasure.

It must be preserved well.

But, is it time for me to change base?
This idea came to Louis.

Now that I have caught more than twenty beasts and have so many secrets, it is indeed inconvenient to stay in the back mountain all the time.

Maybe it's time to buy a small ranch, so that the eighteen fierce dogs under Khorne can be free to guard the house.

Well, let’s check it out in a couple of days and then go to another place.

After thinking this, Louis turned his attention to the three sheep next to him that were dying of hunger.

Now that we know the purpose of the Ren-Eating Demon, it's your turn.

(End of this chapter)