[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-becoming-a-god-through-horror":3,"chapter-becoming-a-god-through-horror-becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-245":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Becoming a God Through Horror",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2273788,4441,"Chapter 245: The Second Performance: Prohibited Items","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-245",245,"\u003Cp>Warren and his wife had no hesitation last night; they slammed the accelerator again, the engine groaning as if overwhelmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In contrast, the car launched forward with explosive force, like a rocket executing a catapult start, speeding away as if flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldier who had just fallen could only grab the door handle before being dragged alive forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the vehicle burst past the base gate, the weather was identical—still a pale blue sky with scattered white clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet they could see nothing but endless, crystal-clear sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone felt as if freed, exhaling deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Finally, finally out! Hahaha! Brothers, when we get back, I’m retiring!” Smith suddenly declared, his mouth stretching into an enormous grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Count me in—this job is damn terrifying. A few more like this and I’ll lose my life!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, we’ve made enough money these past few years, it’s just the company…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“….”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group chattered excitedly, but Ed showed no joy—he couldn’t. They weren’t out yet. Opening champagne halfway? That’s asking for trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn’t that just what happened?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ed glanced at Smith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was still before the millennium; had the internet been advanced, Ed would’ve known Smith’s words were a flag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a phone rang. Luo Lin answered, then her face changed. After giving an address, she looked at Ed: “Two priests from the nearby church are coming—they’re in Harrisville, but something went wrong. They hitched a ride with the police.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They said all Harrisville police are converging here—there’s some movement. Probably because of us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need to ask—it’s because of us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ed suddenly said, looking up. Everyone fell silent at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the sky, four helicopters were flying toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vehicle stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone got out, watching the helicopters head toward the base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Human weapons vs. Hell demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All stood frozen, waiting for the outcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Helicopters have arrived—the government must know about this. The main force is probably behind them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It shouldn’t be just four helicopters.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, police in the city are gathering and heading this way.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The National Guard will probably come too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What about the military? Will the military come?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hard to say. This is Rhode Island—I remember there’s a military base here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forget that for now, brothers—do you think the military can handle that demon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, everyone fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Ed and Luo Lin fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were spirit experts, but they truly didn’t know if massive human explosives, thermite bombs, or other terrifying thermal weapons could defeat a demon!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, they’d only ever used Bibles and holy water, and their usual contacts were just ordinary police—those little handguns were useless. But this wasn’t a minor spirit—it was a demon with true manifestation. Who was stronger? They couldn’t even imagine!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That kind of scale had exceeded their imagination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The few special unit members who often used human weapons against spirits had some confidence, but they were just regular troops—they didn’t know the special methods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone’s gaze turned to Smith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the one with sufficient standing to know secrets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smith’s lip twitched; after a moment’s thought, he replied, “It depends on the type and whether the military has weapons specifically designed for the supernatural. But overall, I think they can handle it. After all, America’s still the strongest on paper—otherwise, why would the company keep hiding things?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You forgot the Bureau?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And the company—it has a method I believe can defeat demons. But only directors can authorize its use, and only executives know what it is.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I only stumbled upon fragments of this information.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What method?” Ed couldn’t help asking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think I’d still be here if I knew?” Smith rolled his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Anyway, it’s probably not a good method.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, what do we do now? Wait or run?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he finished speaking—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four deafening explosions erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the distance, four massive fireballs burst in the sky, drawing their attention—and plunging their hearts into an endless abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“….”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief silence—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think we don’t need to weigh it anymore. Run!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group scrambled back into the car, but their old companion, having endured immense strain, refused to cooperate. No matter how many times they stomped the accelerator, it only let out a dry, wheezing roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ed tried restarting the vehicle repeatedly, stomping the gas in frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop revving—it’s the engine. It’s broken,” Smith said after listening carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get out. Run toward the city.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With no other choice, they got out again, stripping off their protective suits and jetpacks, lightening their load.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something strange happened behind them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A terrifying swarm of flies swarmed the sky, dark and dense, as if tearing at something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Smith and the others had no interest in watching—they just kept running.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panting as they reached the main road, they saw police cars speeding toward them, a large group of officers aiming weapons at them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Warning! Drop your weapons!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Second warning!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smith and the others immediately threw down their guns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, two priests ran from the police cars, spoke briefly with the chief, then pulled Warren and his wife out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ed, how did you end up here, hanging out with these people?” one priest asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s all an accident,” Ed groaned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, they knew each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough of that—there’s a demon inside that base.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I mean—a demon with true manifestation!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two priests’ faces turned pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do we do? What do we do? We should report this to the Church immediately!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No time. We’re the only priests here. Unless we find Protestants, the nearest St. Joseph’s priest won’t arrive for hours.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chief walked over, ended his call, and looked grimly at Warren and his wife and the two priests: “Sorry, everyone—we have to go to that base now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Physically persuaded by the chief, the group climbed back into police cars, heading toward the base, while recounting the situation inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ed glanced at himself and Luo Lin, then at Smith’s grim face beside him, and the other warriors in the other police cars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly remembered Smith’s words…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jinx?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opening champagne halfway!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Smith, don’t make victory speeches until we’re truly out,” Ed said quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smith’s lip twitched—he clearly recalled his own words, and lowered his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Police marched ahead with pistols, submachine guns, and grenades pulled from storage; in the center, protected by them, walked Ed and the others, holding crosses, holy water, and holy salt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone be careful.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had the chief spoken than he saw the horrific scene inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sky-covering swarm of flies descended, landing on the ground, coalescing into the black-green, bloated demon Gula.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And beside him: three human traitors—Director Jack, the supervisor, and the female manager.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gula licked his lips, face suffused with pleasure. “Truly, it’s been so long, so long since I’ve eaten so well. The souls and flesh of little devils can’t compare to the delicious nourishment of humans. I was truly cheated before.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The supervisor beside him turned pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearly a thousand people—all company members in the base, plus the three warehouses each holding a hundred offerings—were all dead! All devoured by this demon’s flies!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You are the human administrators, aren’t you? Come, I am a retainer of the Great Gluttonous Demon King. Submit, and I shall grant you supreme satisfaction!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gula looked at the sheriff and the two dozen police officers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sheriff’s eyes flickered, then he stepped forward. “Are you truly a retainer of Beelzebub, the Gluttonous Demon King?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gula said nothing, only stared at the sheriff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plos!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sheriff’s chest caved in; an invisible force shattered his sternum. Worse still—gurgling, gurgling—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of squelching flesh rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive, blood-drenched green fly burst from the sheriff’s abdomen, crawling out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Buying time? So the human administrators mean to strike,” Gula murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a great demon, even with only a fragment of his body now, his mind was far from the stupidity of ordinary demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since there was no longer need to slowly devour the base’s humans, and since the human administrators now knew he was here, staying served no purpose. Better to leave early and lie low within human society.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having savored the deliciousness of humans, he no longer wished to return to Hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang! Bang! Bang!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He casually flung back the bullets fired at him, instantly killing over a dozen police officers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hated chanting began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Lord says…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All evil must return to where it belongs!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ed and two priests simultaneously held up crosses, reciting the Bible as they advanced toward Gula. Behind them, Smith, having taken Ed’s shotgun, fired five rapid shots at Gula.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine white salt grains, propelled by kinetic force, shot toward Gula.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chanting of the Bible also granted some form of power. Gula frowned, deeply irritated—especially by the force tugging at his limbs, trying to drag him back to Hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The holy salt shattered countless green flies and left charred black marks on Gula’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Gula made not a single sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flesh writhed…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The charred marks vanished completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gula sneered at the three. “Priests? Shepherds of God? Is that all?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Die! Let me taste your flavor!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Invisible force struck again—if it landed, the three priests would meet the same fate as the sheriff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Louis prepared to act and save Ed—“Aaaahhhhh!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A piercing scream erupted. Luo Lin stood before Ed, panting, her long hair stirring without wind, her soul power revealed for the first time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She countered Gula’s telekinesis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Witch? No, no—your aura carries none of that stench. Instead… it’s… holy… disgusting! Disgusting!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gula’s face twisted into a grotesque snarl. Hundreds of flies erupted from the corpses of the dead police officers, surged past Luo Lin’s barrier, and devoured and rotted the two priests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Lin’s power began to wane. She clutched Ed, tears streaming down her face. Ed held her tightly. Both waited for death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plop!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A spherical object, like a grenade, was thrown toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—not just one!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens! Hundreds!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plos!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These spheres released white mist like tear gas, rapidly diffusing into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hss!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gula cried out—the white mist was burning him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“High-concentration holy water. This concentration. This level of blessing. It’s been so long… Messewasser.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gula’s face darkened. His body continuously hissed with searing pain as patch after patch of charred, swollen skin appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In medieval times, ordinary holy water was useless against demons who had manifested their true bodies. Thus, devout bishops, through personal prayer, created high-concentration holy water—Messewasser.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It could effectively harm demons in their true forms. If used in sufficient quantity, it could even injure great demons—a highly practical exorcism tool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as time passed, the darkness grew weaker, the Church’s purity became increasingly impure, and bishops obsessed with worldly positions produced holy water inferior to even ordinary holy water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Never did he expect to see this holy water again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within this white mist, Gula could not even transform into flies to escape. He could only endure the holy water’s weakening effect and sprint toward the exit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to escape this vast sea of holy mist!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Armed soldiers surrounded him from all directions, yet they did not attack immediately. Instead, a group of men in black suits and black sunglasses stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Prohibited Item: Messewasser successfully suppressed the demon. To capture this demon, deploy second prohibited item: Zulfiqar’s Sword.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader drew a rusted, fork-tipped curved sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the sky, Louis’s eyes widened, fixed on the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On it, he sensed an overwhelming surge of power—vast, majestic, charged with intense judgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course. Of course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bureau, which maintains the mystical stability of all of America and most of the world, could never have been as powerless as it appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, at last, a glimpse of its true nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So—what kind of sword is this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1991,"2026-06-19T23:34:31.517Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","6ad5939bc0ae44f1a6b4696f140770dbec8ba756095f65e256aa7103c1a564d8","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-246","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-244",253,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecoming-a-god-through-horror-cover.jpg"]