The Great Detective of Gensokyo, but surrounded by Shura Field!

The young members gradually disappeared into the distance...

I went out with my parents and briefly enjoyed the warm time of the three of us going out together as a family.

I was dazzled by the wide variety of goods in the duty-free area and was shocked by the long price list.

So this is the life of rich people?

Damn it, I absolutely have to work harder starting tomorrow! Update as much as I can!!

Work hard, work hard!!

Struggle, struggle, struggle!!

...So I'll just do some light touching today, coo coo coo.

Chapter 261: The Last Hope of Humanity! The Final Battle is About to Begin!

In the end, the rebels were completely defeated.

This force, which had only been established for a few hours, quickly collapsed after its captain was captured.

Except for the young team member who ran out of the encirclement, the rest of the team members, without exception, were all caught in the shadows.

The great mission of seeking help from Myoren-ji Temple and the Shinrei-ji Temple now rests entirely in the hands of one person.

But no matter what, this blatant act of defiance obviously completely angered the Black Cult.

In just half a day, the Black Cult successfully replaced the Hieda family and became the actual ruler of the human village.

“I was very moved to see everyone’s devout devotion.”

The leader of the Black Cult, Chu Bai, stood high in the sky, his ethereal voice echoing in the ears of every villager:

"But as the saying goes, where there is light, there is darkness."

"Beneath the surface of peace and prosperity, there are also some evil heretics who intend to oppose the Mother's Order."

"So from now on, the Black Cult will exercise control over the Human Village. Every villager is requested to strictly abide by our orders."

As he spoke, leaflets fell from the sky and were distributed accurately to every household.

Given the psychological trauma caused by the last magician's mutation, many villagers are still hesitant to take this flyer.

But besides hearing the exclamations and incredulous anger from those who read the flyer, many people couldn't help but look at the contents of the flyer out of curiosity -

[Rule 1: When all villagers see the Black Cultists, they must bow 90 degrees to greet them and loudly praise the Black Cultists and the Mother's broad mind.]

[If anyone violates this rule, the Black Cult can execute him in the street.]

[Rule 2: Due to the recent unrest in the village, merchants are afraid to set up stalls. The great Black Cult leader has therefore decided that the Black Cult will have unified control over food.]

All villagers are prohibited from cooking privately and must hand over all food. Instead, they will consume the delicious nutritional paste distributed by the Black Cult. Each person can receive three pieces per day.

If anyone comments on the taste of the nutritional paste, for example, saying it's not tasty, all those involved will be executed.

[Rule 3: All orders from the Black Cult are reasonable.]

If anyone questions the Black Cult or its leader, all relatives within three generations of the person concerned will be executed.

[Rule 4: Everything the Black Cultists do is for the arrival of the Great Mother. The villagers are obligated and willing to provide all support.]

Therefore, all property in the village is essentially the property of the Black Cult. Before using the resources, villagers must thank the Black Cult with a smile on their faces, otherwise they will be executed immediately.

[Rule 5: After reading this leaflet, please immediately give a thumbs-up and continue to praise for at least five minutes. Otherwise, you will be executed immediately.]

If you find someone around you violating religious rules, you can report them to the Black Church at any time.

[Anyone reported will be executed immediately, regardless of their crime. The reporter will be rewarded with a piece of delicious nutritional paste...]

"This is too much! This is simply too much!"

After watching it, many villagers were immediately filled with indignation:

"This Black Cult leaves no way for survival!"

"Yes, executing people at will is totally inhumane!"

"I object! I object..."

The words have not yet fallen.

The villagers who expressed their objections were immediately surrounded by the black believers.

Without any hesitation, the black cultists picked them up and dragged them into the shadows.

The rest of the people's expressions changed instantly, and their tone suddenly reversed:

"That's right, brother. You did the right thing!"

"Great Black Cult, we love you!"

"The Master's kindness is still inexhaustible and will never be forgotten!"

"Ah, dear Mother, I praise you from the bottom of my heart!"

Many people were even afraid of being picked on, so they raised two thumbs up and showed smiles that were uglier than crying.

The black cultist who was watching slowly nodded, his voice hoarse:

"I... have been watching you..."

"No problem, Lord Black Cultist, this is as we should."

Some villagers rolled their eyes and took the initiative to please:

"In fact, I admire the Black Order very much, and I want to contribute my own strength to the cause of the order."

"Everything is for the loving mother, everything is for the Lord of the Black Cult!"

"very good."

The Black Cultist nodded and looked at the flattering villager:

"What's your name?"

"In reply to your Excellency, my name is ****."

"Well, that's a good name."

Seeing the black believer's expression of admiration, the villager immediately felt a little proud.

Soon, the black cultist laughed twice:

"Since you care so much about your loving mother, I will free you from the shackles of flesh and blood and allow you to ascend to the kingdom of God."

"Nani?"

The villagers who were full of fawning expressions suddenly became stiff:

"Ahaha, you're joking..."

"I'm not kidding, I'm serious."

The Black Cultist waved his hand.

Several strange-looking creatures immediately rushed forward and dragged the villager into the shadows.

Following a scream, there was no more sound from the villager.

The remaining villagers broke out in cold sweats.

You cannot disobey, otherwise you will be dragged away for blood sacrifice.

You can't flatter them either, because if you do, the result will be death.

And there are all kinds of restrictions in life. If you are not careful, you will be taken away and executed...

There's really no way to survive!

Seeing everyone's stiff expressions, the black believer coughed twice, as if preparing to give some orders.

Fortunately, someone reacted quickly, bowed 90 degrees, and offered enthusiastic praise:

"You did the right thing. You did the absolutely right thing."

Others also reacted and echoed:

"It's so satisfying, thank you for your kindness."

No disgust was shown, nor was there any excessive fawning.

After many twists and turns, they finally sent this black cultist away with satisfaction.

"What can we do? How can we do this?"

As soon as the black cultists left, the villagers returned to their bitter expressions.

Even if they wanted to resist, the gap in combat power was too great.

To protect their families, they were no longer afraid of death, but they also didn't want to do something as worthless as sending themselves to die for no reason.

"Anyway, let's wait for the masters' rescue."

Someone sighed:

"If we can work together inside and outside, we can definitely drive out the cult."

"But if the people who went to seek help failed to break through, or if the masters couldn't defeat Chu Bai..."

"........."

No one spoke anymore.

Everyone dispersed and huddled back in their homes.

The village shrouded in dark clouds needs hope.

Even if this hope is illusory and seems to disappear at any moment, it is at least the motivation for people to continue living...

……

……

at the same time.

On the approach to Myouren-ji Temple.

The young rebels staggered toward the temple gate.

Although he has great perseverance and a slightly stronger physique, his spirit has long been reached its limit.

His beloved captain and familiar comrades were all captured by the black cultists and used for blood sacrifice. The horrific memories of the resistance army being annihilated kept invading his heart.

In addition, his vision was blurred by sweat and tears, and in a daze, he actually walked into the wrong door and entered the temple from the side door.

"Gah~ Damn humans~~!"

Before he could react, an umbrella with a big tongue fell from the sky, and Duoduoliang appeared in front of him with a funny face.

The highly nervous young man was frightened for a moment and ran away even faster.

By some strange coincidence, the young rebel had actually reached the backyard and, through the crack in the window, had seen the scene inside one of the houses.

"Get rich."

Chu Bai snapped out a mahjong tile.

Following closely behind was the gentle voice of Saint Bailian:

"and."

"……what?"

Chu Bai's eyes widened immediately:

"This, this is impossible..."

Then Sheng Bailian put her hands together and smiled gently:

"Three gangs, pairs, three concealed kungs, small three yuan, mixed old man, mixed one suit, and also the service cards and treasure cards..."

"Total service completed, 48,000 points. Thank you for the concession."