Don't Make Oaths Lightly, Because Reunion Will Come.

The Black Snake chuckled softly, then muttered to itself:

"Isn't what you're saying now exactly the same principle I taught you back then?"

"To gain, you must give up; if you want to vent your anger, you need their lives."

"That's just how things are in this world."

"Stop talking, I'm not listening..." Talulah's voice was clearly off; her soul trembled like a giant who had stepped on an electric shock.

As with every previous struggle, Talulah another crushing defeat.

She couldn't refute the Black Snake's claims at all; all her experiences proved the Black Snake was right.

"My dear daughter... there are still four months left."

"The Reunion Movement will be the nutrient solution that lubricates the war machine of Ursus will rise again."

"And your Reunion Movement is doomed."

The Black Snake's brief words resounded like thunder within Talulah's soul.

Powerless and with her defenses breached Talulah was left only with pain.

As Black Snake mentioned earlier, Talulah's pain became the source of her own suffering.

The relentless pain caused Talulah to lose her last bit of power.

The sense of disharmony in his body gradually disappeared, and the Black Snake regained complete control over the body.

"My dear daughter, have you calmed down yet?"

The Black Snake's words remained as calm as ever.

Talulah, lost in the depths of her soul, never stirred up another ripple.

The two engaged in a battle at the depths of their souls.

But in the real world, less than two seconds had passed.

No one else even noticed the changes in Talulah.

"Everyone, proceed according to plan. Kill, eliminate, poison—do as you please."

Black Snake's eyes were sharp as knives, and every word he uttered was devoid of any emotion.

It was as if she wasn't talking about human lives, but rather numbers, or perhaps fuel.

Two days later.

Within the jungles of the northern mountains of Chernobog.

Around 8 PM.

Several figures streaked across the night sky, creating a strong wind pressure and whistling sound in the jungle air.

Two days ago, the tyrannical undercover agent who had suggested to Black Snake that they kill all the villagers stared at the brightly lit village from afar, his face displaying an unusually fanatical expression.

"My greatsword has been thirsting for blood for a long time."

This undercover agent was imprisoned in a mine by the Empire for killing his comrade in the same barracks. Later, he killed the overseer in the mine and was subsequently exiled to the snowfield.

He was arrested by the Imperial Gendarmerie on the snowy plains for killing the soldiers escorting him.

However, the empire did not kill him, but instead allowed him to vent his desires on ordinary villagers.

He was naturally happy to do something that allowed him to both kill and gain merit.

Before he came to this village, he had already killed hundreds of villagers.

The village below was his first victim in Chernobog, and he decided to let the villagers die a little more quickly.

"Hahaha... Lambs, here I come."

The brutal undercover agent rushed Reunion Movement camp at the village entrance, grabbed a protrusion on the outer wall, and climbed over into the camp.

The moment he landed, he opened his arms and shouted.

However... then...

He then noticed something was wrong.

He saw the horrifying sight in the center of the camp.

More than a dozen corpses, like carelessly discarded rag dolls, were hung high on thick tree branches.

Upon closer inspection, he was astonished to find that every corpse was covered with countless iron nails.

These iron nails were driven deep into their bodies, as if to nail their souls firmly in place.

The dried blood seeped from the pierced areas, creating a series of shocking scenes.

The corpses' faces were twisted and grotesque, their eyes wide open, seemingly silently accusing them of the pain and torment they suffered in life.

Their mouths were slightly open, as if they were calling out something, but death sealed their throats forever.

These corpses must have experienced extreme fear and despair to remain in such a posture even after death.

Chapter 219 Luo Chen is not one to fight; he's best at resolving conflicts.

On the vast wilderness, a newly built camp came into view, which was the temporary assembly point for the Reunion Movement.

In the center of the camp, the two groups of people stood facing each other like two lurking dragons, and the atmosphere froze instantly.

There seemed to be a tense, explosive tension between the white-haired rabbit and the red-haired woman with horns on her head and a tail behind her.

If it weren't for the Reunion Movement symbol hanging on everyone's shoulders, it wouldn't be impossible for FrostNova and Nine to start fighting on the spot in the next second.

As for the relatives, friends, and subordinates they brought, they didn't intend to target each other.

However, the character settings of the eldest sister overlap with those of other characters.

Both men were vying for the position of Chief of Staff Luo's deputy.

Naturally, one should stand on the side of one's own people.

Each person's eyes revealed determination and resolve; a silent contest had quietly begun.

So the original welcome party turned into what it is now.

Luo Chen, who had just finished a security meeting with Patriot, and Patriot had just stepped out of the barracks when they stumbled upon this scene.

"You..."

Patriot, who was about to greet FrostNova, suddenly froze.

The old man also noticed that the atmosphere in the camp didn't seem quite harmonious.

Original.

As expected, the brothers of the Reunion Movement met with the brothers of another group, and they should have been celebrating together with enthusiasm and joy, sharing a bright future.

However, this is clearly not the case now.

The mother's daughter and the red-haired girl exchanged obvious hostility.

As for the reason for the hostility, Patriot also thought of one possibility: Luo Chen.

Even Patriot have no good solution to this kind of emotional conflict.

He felt that under these circumstances, whatever Luo Chen did would be wrong.

He slowly turned his head to look at the root of the problem, only to find that Luo Chen's lips were curving into a strange smile.

"What... do... you want to... do?"

As if hearing the voice of Patriot, Luo Chen's eyes instantly hardened.

"Those who know me know that I am not a combative person; I prefer to defuse conflict."

"As members of the Reunion Movement, we can only fight for fairness and justice better when we are united as one."

Upon hearing this, Patriot's eyes flashed with a fierce red light.

There are countless things I want to complain about.

However, Luo Chen's actions far surpassed Patriot's mere few hundred years of experience.

Amid the Patriot' puzzled gazes, Luo Chen stretched out his hands and walked towards the two groups of people who were on the verge of exchanging blows.

"I say, everyone, harmony is paramount, and friendship comes first."

Chief Luo hopes that all members of the Reunion Movement can treat each other as family and brothers.

Everyone held hands and got along harmoniously, enjoying a happy atmosphere.

Just like the friendship between Commander Chen and Commander Swire of the Lungmen Guard Department, they just haven't been able to open up to each other. Once they do, there's no problem that can't be solved with swords.

After Luo Chen appeared, Jiu was no longer willing to argue with this rabbit-headed man who had a low level of education.

She's nothing but a shallow country girl.

I will definitely be Luo Chen's deputy in the future.

She shook her head, FrostNova with long silver hair, a cold look in her eyes:

"Captain FrostNova, thank you for your work assisting Chief Commander Luo over the past period. We won't need you anymore."

After saying that, Jiu ignored FrostNova opposite her and went to meet Luo Chen alone.

Perhaps to prove that he was more suitable to be the second-in-command of the Reunion Movement, Jiu, in a moment of impulsiveness, rammed straight into Luo Chen's outstretched arms.

Despite the seemingly sweet embrace to others, Luo Chen maintained a stern expression and coughed lightly, saying:

"It's been a while since I've seen you, Mr. Jiu. You've already learned how to engage in workplace sexual harassment? Even though I'm handsome, you can't do such a shameful thing in public!"

"Didn't you spread your arms first?"

"My outstretched arms don't mean I want to hug you. You're really shameless."

"..."

Jiu didn't know how to respond to Luo Chen's inequality.

However, after Luo Chen said that, she naturally couldn't be so shameless as to hug him again.

"Who would want to hug a weakling like you!"

She snorted coldly, shoved Luo Chen away, crossed her arms, turned and stood to the side, silently venting her dissatisfaction.

FrostNova's face lit up with smugness upon seeing this.

She spoke coldly, with a condescending air about her:

"Even a hug is rejected by Chief Luo. How can a woman like you be a good deputy?"

It's obvious that FrostNova, who lags far behind Nine in terms of business acumen, has started resorting to underhanded tactics.

What good are your abilities if you're incredibly capable?

Luo likes to hug me, not you.

It was as if she wanted to prove that she could have an unreserved affair with Luo Chen.

FrostNova shifted her gaze to Luo Chen, a hint of longing appearing in her eyes, as if to say, "I want it."

Luo Chen nodded knowingly and silenced FrostNova.

Sensing the disappearance of the Originium Arts on her body, FrostNova moved even closer to Luo Chen and pounced on him.

It was another hug that seemed sweet to others.

Ke Luo Chen still had that same face as the headmaster.

"FrostNova, it's one thing for you not to study properly, but now you've even learned to engage in workplace sexual harassment?"

"Huh?" FrostNova released her hands, looked at Luo Chen, her eyes filled with confusion.

"Didn't you just deactivated my abilities?"

"My silence doesn't mean you can hug me. FrostNova, you're really shameless."

FrostNova became somewhat uncomfortable.

Jiu, who had just turned her head away, smiled.

"Looks like you're nothing special after all, you're really something else."