I am Möbius's sister.

Although Sirin didn't know why Catherine had suddenly stopped speaking, she understood what Catherine meant. While she genuinely wished for Catherine to live a peaceful and stable life, happy and carefree, as Catherine had said, she could never go back.

Looking at Ekaterina, Sirin asked, "In that case, what do you want to do next? If you don't want to reintegrate into society?"

Upon hearing this, Ekaterina suddenly became uneasy, rubbing her small hands together and stammering, "Um... can I go with you, Sister Sirin?"

"Follow me?" Sirin pointed to herself, tilting her head in confusion.

"Yes, I want to follow you. I'll go wherever you go." Ekaterina lowered her head shyly, her pretty face still flushed.

When Xilin saw the blush on Ekaterina's face and her shy expression, she was a little puzzled. This girl was so ruthless before, but now she was like an innocent little girl, blushing so much when she spoke.

After thinking for a while, Sirin replied, "I would love to agree, but the Fire Moth does not accept child labor."

"Huh? No... I..." Ekaterina froze on the spot upon hearing this; that wasn't what she meant!

“However, the Moth of Fire has done all sorts of bad things, so employing child labor is nothing new. I've granted your request, and they won't disrespect me,” Sirin said to herself, interrupting Ekaterina.

Looking at the gentle smile on Sirin's face, Ekaterina lowered her head. If that was the case, it wasn't so bad. At least she could be in contact with Sirin, which could be considered as being by Sirin's side.

I dare not hope for more, I only ask that we not stray too far.

"Well, it's getting late. Let's go back. Who knows how long they'll keep fighting over there." Listening to the distant sounds of artillery fire, Sirin showed a bored expression.

"Mmm." Ekaterina nodded unconsciously in response, seemingly lost in thought. She only snapped out of her reverie when Sirin took her hand. Looking at her hand being held by Sirin, she felt her heart pounding.

At this moment, Sirin was unaware of what Ekaterina was thinking; she was still planning what to do next.

……

Several hours later

As dawn broke and the sun rose, its warm rays bathed the battlefield, now a scene of utter ruins.

The remnants of the cult had all retreated, leaving behind ten thousand corpses. This battle was a victory for the allied forces, but the allied generals were anything but happy.

Because the casualties were beyond their expectations, although they had reliable intelligence and were able to carry out a successful ambush and encirclement, the soldiers and commanders of the allied forces were too complacent and did not expect the enemy to be so loyal and brave. They were killing desperately, even if they died, they would take four or five of them down with them.

As a result, the Allied forces suffered twice as many casualties as the cult, with over 20,000 dead. The battlefield was now a bloodbath. The special soldiers clearing the battlefield couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.

The remaining tens of thousands who retreated back to headquarters were also mostly wounded and in a terrible state.

The strategist in charge of the army was very puzzled, as few people knew about the battle plan he had devised. The only ones who knew about the plan were the people who had worked with her to contribute to the operation.

How could such a meticulous operation be leaked so thoroughly? She thought all the spies had been eliminated, but it turns out she was careless; there were still spies around.

This is incredible news! We must tell the Divine Envoy. At this moment, the strategist had no idea that the so-called spy was actually Sirin herself, nor did he believe that Sirin could be a spy.

Looking at the neatly arranged cultists in front of her, Xilin was somewhat surprised. She hadn't expected the cultists' losses to be less than she had anticipated. She had been thinking that the casualty rate might reach fifty percent, but it turned out that it had only reached thirty percent.

Sirin was extremely dissatisfied with these losses; they should at least be doubled. She wondered what the Allied forces were doing; if their losses were higher than hers, it would be a laughing stock.

"My Lord, I must report to you that the failure of this battle is very likely due to spies lurking within the organization!" Just as Sirin was looking down, seemingly lost in thought, she suddenly heard an indignant accusation.

Upon hearing this, Xilin's heart skipped a beat. Looking in the direction of the voice, she saw that the person who spoke these words was the strategist.

Could this guy have noticed something...? Sirin couldn't help but become wary. If her identity as a spy were really discovered, that would be bad.

Why not take advantage of this opportunity to kill this guy on the pretext of poor leadership? Sirin thought about it, and the more she thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.

However, Celine then thought that it was unlikely this guy would realize she was the spy; it was more likely he had already discovered the leak. He just didn't know who it was, otherwise he wouldn't be here accusing her. Of course, it was also possible he was deliberately testing her, but that possibility was very low. After all, the first requirement of a qualified believer is to believe in the God they worship.

However, it cannot be denied that this was a perfect excuse, a perfect excuse to carry out a major purge.

As she thought this, a dark light seemed to flicker in Celine's eyes.

“I already know. Your guess was right. There is indeed a traitor within the organization,” Sirin said to the strategist with an air of seriousness.

"I knew it! Your Excellency, please find this traitorous spy and sentence him to death by burning!" Having his suspicions confirmed by Sirin, the strategist became even more agitated.

"Yes, I already know who the traitor is, but I won't say or touch it. This is a perfect opportunity to spread false information, understand?"

"Oh! I see! As expected of the Divine Envoy! So insightful!" The strategist, successfully fooled by Xilin, flattered her repeatedly.

Chapter 131 Not a single normal person in this cult

Looking at the strategist's reverent expression, Sirin secretly rejoiced. Sure enough, fanatics are so easy to fool. She wondered what he would think if he eventually found out that the traitor who betrayed them was none other than his revered divine messenger. Just imagining that scene was truly delightful!

Faith crumbles and dies in the struggle of pain and despair, how wonderful!

Sigh, how could she have such a bad idea? She's such an angel! It must have been Alicia who infected her! That's right, it must have been Alicia! But it's not so bad to be a bad woman once in a while.

Celine glanced at the strategist beside her, cleared her throat, and began to paint a rosy picture, outlining plans for the future and what to do next—the more grandiose the goals, the better. Celine's pronouncements captivated the strategist, to the point that he almost knelt in worship.

Seeing the strategist's demeanor, Xilin was very satisfied. After receiving feedback on the results, she immediately gave a speech, promising everyone the best and encouraging them to be fearless in the face of death.

After giving her speech to the cultists, Sirin returned to Ekaterina's side. She decided to thoroughly annihilate them, otherwise they wouldn't know when they could leave. If all else failed, she might as well just send a meteor shower to wipe them out herself.

Although some of these people somehow gained the power of Honkai, compared to her, a Herrscher, that power is completely insignificant. Using the Herrscher of Thunder's authority to cut off the bioelectricity in their bodies is enough to kill them.

The fact that Sirin is still here and hasn't done anything like that only shows she's in a playful mood. When Sirin gets bored, that will be the end for them.

……

three days later

Although the Allied forces lost 20,000 soldiers in the ambush three days ago, it also made the generals and soldiers who had underestimated the enemy no longer so careless. They realized that the people fighting against them were die-hard fanatics, a group of madmen and monsters who would take at least one person with them even if it meant their own death.

So these people got smarter and started using direct firepower coverage. They would launch several rounds of firepower coverage and then use warships to clear the way. The disparity in equipment caused the cultists to lose all their advantages, and they lost their positions one after another. In three days, they had already lost half of their positions. If this continued, the allied fleet would soon be at their doorstep.

During these three days, Sirin instructed the strategist to organize several breakout attempts and release a large amount of false information. However, Sirin eventually replaced all of this false information with true information and passed it on to Alicia.

Having learned from previous lessons, the coalition forces deployed almost no infantry in these ambushes, instead using a large number of armored vehicles. They also avoided close combat with the cultists, denying them any opportunity to exploit their advantages. Even soldiers eager for glory were silenced, making no mention of charging into hand-to-hand combat.

After several attempts to break through the encirclement, the cultists lost more than half of their numbers, while the allied forces suffered negligible casualties.

These three days were the most difficult and painful for all the cult members, but they were the happiest three days for Sirin and Ekaterina.

They indulged in the lavish lifestyle provided by the cult members, recklessly squandering their wealth without a care in the world. Even amidst the raging gunfire outside, their enjoyment remained unaffected. After all, these cult members were going to die eventually, so squeezing out their remaining value before they perished was perfectly reasonable.

However, Sirin wasn't just enjoying herself all day. Through her highest access to the cult's database, she learned a lot of information, such as the fact that the cult's branches in various places were also under siege. However, compared to the coalition's incredibly smooth offensive, the situation in other places was completely reversed.

The cultists advanced with unstoppable momentum, even capturing the capital of a small country. While this was partly due to the large number, high quality, and superior equipment of the allied forces facing headquarters, the strength of the cultists could not be denied.

The fact that these cultists can survive in a high-concentration Honkai energy environment is enough to prove that these guys are no ordinary people. As for the reason, Sirin also found out that these cultists are actually modified cyborgs. Some of them even have mechanical tissue in their bodies, but most of them are modified through biological technology.

Some grafted organs from Honkai Beasts, while others forcibly incorporated Honkai Beast genes. However, even with extensive human experimentation by cultists, this technology remains imperfect. The lifespans of the modified cultists are significantly reduced, and sometimes rejection reactions occur.

However, the modified cultists also gained immense power. If they disregarded their physical limits and were unafraid of death, they would be virtually unmatched in individual combat. Even after death, they could still inflict considerable damage on the enemy, because they themselves were essentially small sources of Honkai energy. Once they died, they would immediately become contagious, directly causing people to be corrupted by Honkai energy.

Fortunately, only a minority of the cultists were reformed. If they were all reformed cultists, even with Sirin's help, the allied forces probably wouldn't have been able to succeed so smoothly.

For the past three days, Xilin has been trying to contact those branches, but there has been no news at all. Only the experimental progress and results from various places from those branches are being sent here.

What caught Sirin's attention the most was the branch that was trying to create a nation-destroying level Great Collapse to summon the Herrscher. Their experimental progress was incredibly rapid, and since they were attacked, the experiments had been conducted openly.

This rapid pace of the experiment filled Sirin with immense worry. The progress had increased by two percent in just three days, whereas previously, a three-day increase would have barely reached one percent. Now, however, it had increased by two percent. Fortunately, there was still a thirty-three percent gap to close.

But this isn't the fastest growing. The branch that's trying to create a Honkai Beast above the Judgment-class Honkai Beast is almost successful. Sirin has also sent the relevant information to Alicia in a timely manner. What to do next is entirely up to Alicia.

When the number of cult members at headquarters decreased to around five thousand, Sirin prepared to reveal her identity and take action.

Originally, Xilin thought she would have to wait another seven or eight days, but she didn't expect that just three days later, the strategist would come to her for help.

“Divine Envoy! We have been defeated again! Now the number of followers is less than six thousand. It is all my fault. I should not have doubted the Divine Envoy’s decision!” The strategist knelt down in front of Sirin as soon as he came up, weeping bitterly. His sorrowful appearance made Yekaterina, who was standing next to Sirin, feel happy from the bottom of her heart.

"Oh? Get up first and tell me what happened?" Xilin's heart skipped a beat when she caught the word "suspicion." Could it be that this guy had discovered something? But seeing his tearful appearance, he should have dispelled his suspicions.

“We were preparing to break out according to your instructions, but I noticed that when I sent out a few drones to scout ahead, I saw that there seemed to be an ambush there. So I doubted your decision and turned to march to what I thought was a weak point. Who would have thought... that this action would directly lead to the deaths of six thousand believers.”

"Oh? What did you encounter?" Sirin asked, a hint of curiosity in her voice.

"We encountered a person, a terrifying woman. She single-handedly killed over a hundred of us and led us into an ambush. I still remember that pink devil; she was absolutely terrifying." As he recounted the story, the strategist couldn't help but show a frightened expression, seemingly still shaken.

Upon hearing the word "pink," Sirin knew who this guy was talking about—it was Alicia.

Seeing the flustered strategist, Xilin coughed lightly and said to him in a serious tone, "Ahem, don't panic, tell me what she looks like?"

"She was big and evil, like all evil women, but she wasn't very pretty and didn't suit my taste. Her skin was too smooth and white, her legs were too long and her waist was too thin, and she was too evil, which wasn't my type."

"So you like the kind of old woman with a face full of wrinkles?" Xilin looked at the strategist in front of her with a puzzled expression.

"Hey! Divine Envoy! How did you know my preferences! As expected of the Divine Envoy! You know everything, you're amazing."

Hearing the strategist's repeated praises, Sirin silently led Ekaterina back a step. Sure enough, there wasn't a single normal person in this cult.

Chapter 132 The Final Battle

The strategist's exclamations and praises made Sirin feel somewhat embarrassed. If she didn't know that fanatical faith could lower one's IQ, Sirin would have thought she had activated some kind of intelligence-lowering halo.

To be fair, their flattery skills are truly impressive. Not a single word of praise is repeated, and all the compliments come from the heart. Most people couldn't do that.

"Um... Hey, I'm tired of all this praise. Do you even remember why you came here in the first place?" Feeling increasingly awkward, Xilin abruptly interrupted the strategist's words of praise. She felt it was time to get down to business.

Before Xilin could recover from her shock, the strategist, whose words had been interrupted, suddenly looked enlightened and said to the bewildered Xilin with admiration, "Divine Envoy! I understand! You are teaching me to be focused in my work! This is indeed my weakness. As expected of the Divine Envoy, you even know this. I am unworthy to receive your instruction, and I will certainly not let you down."

Seeing the strategist weeping and deeply moved, Xilin was even more confused and embarrassed. Had she just said something?

After a long silence, Xilin silently called upon the system. She couldn't help but wonder if the system had given her some strange or unusual aura.

"Hey system, did you give me some kind of brain-dead aura? This guy looks like a complete idiot."

[You can't wrong me. This guy's mindset has become rigid due to the modifications; it's a side effect. His faith in the Honkai Will is incredibly strong—he's a fanatic among fanatics. Don't let his seemingly nonchalant nature fool you; he's insane at heart. He's just a bit reserved about it.]

"So this kind of modification made them stupid?"

【really】

"I see..." Looking at the strategist who was so self-satisfied, Xilin felt a little sorry for him. How pitiful, he'd been turned into an idiot.

Although it's kind of funny how this guy's imagination runs wild, the important thing is to get down to business.

"Alright, alright, enough with the praise. Let's get down to business. You came here so I could help you fight off those invaders, right? Am I right?" With a wave of her hand, Sirin indicated that they could stop.

Upon hearing this, the strategist nodded repeatedly: "That's right. Because we have suffered heavy losses, we have lost most of our existing positions. Now those despicable blasphemers are approaching this way. We implore the divine messenger to teach them a lesson."

“Originally, I didn’t want to help, after all, it would be a huge waste of my talents. But since you’ve asked me so sincerely, I’ll mercifully grant your request.” Xilin crossed her arms and smiled slightly, but her eyes grew increasingly cold.

"With your help, Divine Envoy, those blasphemers will surely pay a bloody price!" the strategist said fervently and excitedly. In his eyes, Sirin, as the representative of the gods on earth, possessed unparalleled power. While this perception was correct, the strategist had been mistaken about one thing from beginning to end: Sirin had never stood by their side.

Catherine, standing to the side, glanced sadly at the fanatical strategist, then smiled happily.

……

"Lady Alicia, the cultists' last two positions are just ahead. All their personnel are there blocking our advance, but I believe we will soon be able to break through with our superior weaponry and numbers." A female officer beside Alicia adjusted her glasses and reported the battlefield situation to her.