Nobody understands cults better than me.

"Those who blaspheme deserve to die."

"You cultists!"

The villagers roared, their faces filled with rage, clearly incited by the priest's words.

Just when the situation was about to spiral out of control, FrostNova stepped forward.

The moment she made her move, the entire space seemed to freeze.

With a gentle wave of her staff, the chill in the air condensed into crystal-clear ice crystals, which quickly spread out to form an indestructible ice wall.

This ice wall seemed to rise from the depths of the earth like a glacier, towering into the clouds, cold and solemn.

The surface of the ice wall was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the terrified faces of the villagers.

The ice crystals shimmered with a cold light under the lamplight, resembling countless sharp ice blades, sending chills down one's spine.

As the ice wall spread, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

The villagers were enveloped by the sudden chill, and they felt it becoming difficult to breathe.

The two sides of the ice wall seemed like two completely different worlds.

The villagers were isolated outside the ice wall, and they felt the cold seeping into their bodies, causing them to shiver uncontrollably.

If it were an ordinary villager, they would have run away upon seeing this, but these are cult members who believe in True God.

Instead of running away, she continued to glare angrily at FrostNova through the ice wall.

Only the high priest's eyes were filled with fear and panic, for he knew that the True God did not exist.

If this woman in front of him, who knows Originium magic, wanted to kill him, there would be no one who could save him.

However, the priests also discovered their weakness because FrostNova held back.

Those are the guys playing with ice over there; they're all good people.

In this land, it's easier to manipulate good people.

He wanted to be inextricably linked to the lives of the innocent villagers.

They can't do anything about themselves.

The priest straightened his back, raised his hands high, and shouted:

"The True God protects us."

"Don't be afraid, everyone. As long as we gather together and concentrate the power of the True God, they can't do anything to us."

"We will perish with the Istina; they will go to hell and suffer eternal torment."

At the urging of the high priest.

The villagers all gathered around the high priest, protecting him closely.

FrostNova simply couldn't kill only him.

FrostNova's long eyelashes cast a faint shadow beneath her eyes.

The scene before her filled her with a deep sense of helplessness.

She looked at the villagers who had been incited by the high priest and lost their reason, and her heart was filled with regret and helplessness.

This damned cult is kidnapping civilians.

If his father were here, what would he do?

FrostNova couldn't find a way out of the current predicament, and the other Yeti had also lost patience.

In their view, they came here to do good deeds.

But not only did they not appreciate it, they also assaulted people.

Then they'll leave it at that and respect their fate.

"Big sister, forget it. Since they've chosen to be scammed, we're not going to bother with them. They'll regret it sooner or later."

"Let's go, eldest sister."

FrostNova's hands clasped together gently, a sense of weakness emanating from her fingers, as if she were searching for some kind of support.

Finally, after everyone's persuasion, he sighed softly and said, "Let's go."

FrostNova glanced at the villagers behind the ice wall, then slowly turned around.

However, just as they lifted their feet and embarked on their journey away...

The cult priest behind the ice wall seemed to be deliberately mocking them.

He spoke loudly to the bewitched villagers:

"See? Believing in the True God can ward off disasters and evil spirits."

"Thanks be to True God for His protection; it was True God who drove out the devil and blessed us."

"To give thanks for True God's blessings, I suggest that everyone offer a small token of their appreciation and the most sincere gift to True God who protects us."

At the same time.

The outskirts of Chernobog.

Ursus Border Base.

Luo Chen is giving a report to the Third Army Command.

After this briefing, he will represent the highest leader of the Reunion Movement's Chernobog branch to meet with Reunion Movement headquarters.

"Reporting to Your Excellency, after a month of development, I have now successfully integrated and organized the Infected around Chernobog."

"A total of over 1,600 people."

"One thousand of them, led by my apprentice Skullshatterer, are currently wandering among the villages in the eastern mountains."

"They cruelly deceive and manipulate those unruly people."

"Under our humiliation, the people of eastern Chernobog are now terrified of the Reunion Movement."

"I can guarantee that if the Reunion Movement headquarters came here, they would be met with a completely unfriendly attitude."

After listening to Luo Chen's impassioned report, the Command Headquarters staff were also energized.

The empire had been planning for over a year, but still hadn't managed to subdue the unruly people in the east.

Luo Chen finished everything in just one month.

"Well done, Lermontov, you are truly a role model for the Empire."

"Next, you will go and meet the advance team from the Reunion Movement headquarters."

"Furthermore, a cult is entrenched in northern Chernobog, which the Empire has deliberately allowed to operate."

"Once you get there, you can start by targeting them, completely intensifying the Infected's hatred towards ordinary people."

"Thus laying the groundwork for the empire's next steps."

Luo Chen tensed up and gave a deep Ursus military salute. "Complete the mission with determination."

After hanging up the conversation with Command Headquarters, Luo Chen walked out of the communications room with a smile on his lips.

Hmph! A cult?

No one knows better than him how to fight cults.

Standing atop the tall communications tower, Luo Chen's gaze fell upon the neatly lined-up ranks below.

The Reunion Movement members below were dressed in uniform white combat suits, wearing helmets, and holding weapons, standing in an orderly fashion.

Upon seeing the arrival of the two chiefs of staff from Lungmen and Chernobog, they all raised their left hands.

"Fair! Fair!"

"Justice! Justice!"

Chapter 153 Nobody knows more about cults than me.

One week later.

Luo Chen led over six hundred elites from the Lungmen Reunion Movement, arriving in the northern border mountains of Chernobog under the name of the Chernobog Reunion Movement branch.

5 PM.

As the sun gradually sets, the color of the sky becomes increasingly dark.

The distant mountains gradually blurred in the twilight, leaving only a faint outline.

The nearby trees and bushes swayed gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound.

Since there was no road into the mountains, the Reunion Movement's convoy could only slowly stop near the river.

Inside the armored off-road vehicle.

Since everyone in the group was one of their own, Luo Chen didn't bother with disguise and showed himself in his natural appearance.

After the convoy stopped, Luo Chen quickly got out of the car and walked to the front of the convoy.

The reconnaissance team, which had arrived a day earlier, was already waiting there.

The moment they saw Luo Chen, they all raised their hands in salute. Luo Chen returned the salute and then asked:

"What's the situation around here? Have you encountered anyone from the Reunion Movement headquarters?"

The Reunion Movement member in charge of reconnaissance said:

"Commander, we found an abandoned campfire upstream, most likely left by our own people, but we haven't seen any of them."

"However, based on the tracks on the ground, I speculate that they may have gone to a nearby village."

"Furthermore, in the villages in this mountainous area, they all seem to be practicing a cult called the True God Church Cult."

Luo Chen remained silent for a moment, then glanced at the lush forest around him.

"The others should first clear a temporary camp here to use as a base."

"The advance team from headquarters, without logistical support, cannot stray too far from a water source."

"The reconnaissance team took me to the village closest to the river so we could observe and learn from the success of this cult."

Although others didn't quite understand the word "study," Chief Luo Chen must have had his reasons for saying it.

So they gathered two teams of Infected warriors to escort Luo Chen to the nearest village.

Luo Chen followed the Reunion Movement members who were leading the way, and walked through the forest path to a village located halfway up the mountain.

Standing on the stone at the village entrance, Luo Chen looked out into the village.

As it was getting dark, it wasn't very clear what was happening in the village.

However, one spot shows a concentration of torches, resembling a gathering of villagers.

"Two of you come with me quietly into the village; the rest of you wait outside for our news."

Luo Chen, along with two Infected warriors, stealthily crept along the walls of the village houses, and quietly made their way to the location where the torches were gathered.

Luo Chen then realized that the villagers had gathered there with torches because they were confronting a group of people.

Among the crowd confronting the villagers, a woman with rabbit ears instantly caught Luo Chen's attention.

Perhaps it's a lingering effect of being robbed by Gravel in the past, but now whenever Luo Chen sees a Cautus, he subconsciously wants to buy them a set of five-year mock exams and three-year high school entrance exam preparation materials.

While the two groups were fully focused on their standoff, Luo Chen took another step closer.

He gradually came to see clearly what the woman from Cautus's woman looked like, and what they were arguing about.

She wore an ordinary white cloak, without any organizational insignia, and was not much different from her companions.

However, the shapely boots stretched her full thighs straight, making some men with lower bodies Illusion about touching them.

Her long, silvery-white hair fell to her waist, with the ends curling naturally. Her skin was unnaturally fair, reflecting light even at night.