Gensokyo Detective, but surrounded by Shura Field

“Even if the believers really break out into war again in the future, we can forcibly interrupt it according to the agreement, and it won't attract criticism.”

“...Chu Bai, you really came up with a brilliant plan!”

Chapter 260: Black Cultists Reappear! Cult Leader Chu Bai Harms the World!

Worthy of being the former Prince Shotoku.

Chu Bai only gave a slight hint, and she immediately understood.

The other girls also felt that this plan was feasible.

However, Lady Qing'e was a little curious:

“Um, for the sake of asking, what are the best and worst options?”

Chu Bai gave a thumbs up:

“Best option: A surprise attack on the village, killing the believers by force.”

“Before the war breaks out, just kill everyone participating in the war.”

“Worst option: Listen to music in the brothels and wait and see.”

“Let the war break out, and then wait for Yakumo Zi and the other sages to come forward and solve it.”

As expected, the best option is too hasty, and the worst option is too slow!

Moreover, these two plans are obviously just for show!

……

……

In short, it was decided to use Chu Bai's middle option.

But this plan also has some difficult problems.

If you want to establish a common enemy for the two major religions, then this enemy itself must have strong strength and enough subordinates to support such a huge religion.

Toyosatomimi no Miko looked at Chu Bai and analyzed calmly:

“Although Chu Bai's personal strength is beyond doubt, he does not have enough subordinates to form enough believers.”

“And the believers of Buddhism and Taoism obviously cannot join our plan, because they themselves are members who support the war.”

Chu Bai squinted his eyes next to him:

“Have you already defaulted to me as the villain boss…”

“That's for sure.”

Toyosatomimi no Miko gave a thumbs up like Chu Bai:

“After all, among the people present, only your strength is reassuring, and only your position can bear this important task.”

“Don't CPU me so blatantly!”

Chu Bai sighed.

However, after all, he has the task of resolving the disputes in the village, and this is also the first time he has dealt with an event related to [Disaster].

So he accepted the commission:

“Okay, then I'll leave this matter to me.”

“You don't have to worry about manpower, I have my own arrangements.”

“My only request is to rehearse the script in advance and don't reveal any flaws.”

“Also, remember to find a way to clear my name after the incident. I don't want my reputation to suffer another devastating blow.”

“Don't worry.”

Qing'e Niangniang said firmly:

“In the name of Saint Byakuren, we will definitely cooperate with you wholeheartedly…”

“That evil immortal, swear in your own name!” Byakuren protested dissatisfiedly.

The two who were at odds with each other would start a war of words if they weren't careful.

But Chu Bai's side had already started to operate his brain at high speed.

It is not easy to create a new religion.

But if it is just a similar empty shell force, it is much simpler.

In terms of manpower, he has the jade pendant given by the Moon King Tsukuyomi, which can be used to mobilize moon rabbit soldiers at any time.

At the same time, he can also ask Alice, Marisa, Patchouli, and Saint Byakuren, these magicians, to help. The five of them can work together to create a super-level summoning magic circle, constantly summoning intimidating and obedient strange monsters.

As for the overall framework of the evil cult...

Recalling an organization that he had been in contact with, Chu Bai also had a plan.

Soon he contacted people everywhere and devoted himself to the plan…

……

……

In the blink of an eye, a few more days passed.

During this period, small-scale conflicts broke out one after another in the Human Village.

Although it has not developed into a large-scale battle, the number of casualties has approached three digits, and the atmosphere in the village has become more and more depressing.

And in this cloud of war, a new religion gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

This new religion seems to be called the Black Order, and the members of the Order call themselves Black Cultists.

Originally, the villagers thought that this was just a small sect that people were playing around with, and it would disperse on its own in a few days.

But as time passed, the power of the Black Cultists gradually began to grow.

The cultists uniformly wore black cloaks and covered their faces with snow-white skull masks.

In addition to some humanoid cultists who can communicate, the rest are actually terrible monsters with strange shapes.

And the Black Order's teachings are also quite abstract.

They seem to be preparing an evil magic circle, wanting to take the villagers, especially those with religious beliefs, for blood sacrifices.

So far, many fanatical believers of Buddhism or Taoism have been dragged away in the street by patrolling Black Cultists and their whereabouts are unknown.

Of course the villagers also resisted.

There was even a team of dozens of people, led by a samurai general, who launched an attack.

But these Black Cultists lined up neatly, quickly took out fully automatic barrage rifles, and knocked the villagers to the ground with a round of sweeping.

The leading general barely rushed to the front, but was held to the neck by several Black Cultists who took out God's Punishment Daggers.

“We are elite moon rabbit soldiers… cough cough, Black Cultists.”

One of the humanoid cultists wearing a black cloak said coldly:

“We will eventually dominate Gensokyo!”

“You are just food for blood sacrifice. Resistance will only incur His wrath!”

Another black-cloaked humanoid echoed:

“Tremble, crawl, linger!”

“Soon, His figure will descend!”

Under the unwilling gaze of the villagers.

The samurai general was forcibly dragged away and never returned.

And similar situations have been staged many times in various parts of the village.

Until one day, when the Black Cultists were wandering the streets with deformed monsters and randomly grabbing people to pull them for blood sacrifices.

Fujiwara no Mokou, the guardian of the village, finally appeared.

“Evil Black Cultists, the Human Village is not a place for you to do whatever you want!”

Mokou was burning with flames all over her body, like a powerful female warrior.

The villagers surrounded by the terrifying atmosphere were immediately excited.

“It's the guardian Fujiwara no Mokou!”

“Great, we are saved!”

“Master Fujiwara, use the Flame Fist against the cultists!”

In the midst of desperation, the villagers seemed to see a turning point.

An emotion called hope gradually appeared in people's hearts.

However, when this ray of hope that was hard to produce was cut off abruptly...

People will also suffer more desperate blows.

The high-ranking Fujiwara no Mokou was suppressed in an instant by an evil black aura that was generated out of thin air.

“...What a rich aura of flesh and blood.”

An extremely evil voice emerged from mid-air.

Mokou raised her head in horror and immediately saw a familiar figure.

“Chu... Bai!”

The man's figure slowly emerged.

Chu Bai was wearing an exquisite black cloak and walked in the air like a Dou Zong powerhouse.

After seeing Chu Bai's figure, the surrounding Black Cultists raised their hands and chanted:

“Long live…!”

“Black Cult Master Chu Bai… Long live!”

Hearing Chu Bai's name, the villagers all changed color.

Those who had personally experienced the previous magician's change were almost scared to wet their pants.

“Evil God Chu Bai, it's this guy again!”

“I knew he didn't have good intentions!”

“Run, run away! We can't beat such a guy!”

“…………”

Ignoring the villagers who were thrown into chaos just by hearing his name.

Chu Bai also raised his hands, with a strange and pious expression on his face:

“Humans are born to suffer, and we are all bound in a prison called flesh and blood…”

The Black Cultists below chanted in unison:

“Only the beloved慈母 will send down the gospel and lead us to the blissful Heavenly Kingdom!”

Like a messenger of God bestowing nectar, Chu Bai spread out his hands:

“Then, welcome His blessing.”

The believers prostrated themselves on the ground, their voices fanatical:

“Great Black Cult Master, we are all willing to offer flesh and blood... return to His embrace, return to that eternal paradise!”

Puchi!

Puchi!

Puchi!

Bodies suddenly exploded.

The clothes of those strangely shaped Black Order monsters suddenly shriveled, and the whole person seemed to melt completely.