"Jingle—"
"Jingle—"
"Jingle—"
The ringing was crisp and melodious, but to the cultists, it was likely the whisper of demons.
Inside this safe house, a dozen or so cultists were all in a 'stunned state,' frozen for a moment. Even among them, the extremely fast cult grandmaster, who was likely a second-awakened, paused for a breath.
Iron Fist clearly saw the robed figure.
He wore a gray robe, his face pale, yet his arms were powerfully muscled. His sharp fingernails were like thorns, and the sturdy walls of their safe house were as fragile as paper before them.
Even the Eastern young grandmaster's white threads were often cut by these sharp nails.
Combined with his extreme speed, this gray-robed cultist was terrifying.
If he had to face him, he would be instantly killed in one encounter... bullets would be incredibly difficult to land on such a master.
The gray-robed cultist stepped through the broken wall, leaping towards the tall woman in the distance as if scaling walls.
At the same time,
Several other cultists, their movements sluggish, also moved to surround her.
The tall woman, however, remained unhurried. She simply shook her bell, gently raised her delicate hand, and a beam of light, like a chain, whizzed and linked several cultists around her.
The next moment,
"Purify—!"
She opened her mouth slightly, and pure light enveloped each cultist.
The cultists, dragging their sluggish bodies, instantly turned to ash. They were utterly purified.
Only the gray-robed expert remained, becoming increasingly slow, his eyelids drooping. Pure light and clear water enveloped him.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
As the gray-robed expert, his body slow, extended his sharp nails, *huala*—
His skin seemed to burn, peeling away inch by inch as it turned to ash. His body beneath his clothes gradually withered, emitting smoke.
Skin turned to ash, flesh turned to ash, and the falling bones also gradually turned to ash. Together with the gray robe, he was completely purified and vanished into the world.
The filth was gone.
Meanwhile, the other cultists had already turned to ash under the 'Dualistic Healing' and 'Purification' of the silver bell.
She didn't even need to flip the 'Purification' effect.
Naturally, a purification that wasn't a "poisonous heal" could eliminate these cultists, much like eliminating evils. The Dualistic Healing merely served as a remote linking function.
After fully healing all these cultists, Silver Bell finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked forward, sending a few streams of healing water over Luo Rui and the other two. She glanced at them and then sent some to the two members of the Super Combat Department.
"I'm not late, am I?"
"You've arrived just in time, and you're so powerful!"
Luo Rui was astonished.
He knew that a powerful expert was coming to support them, and soon, but he didn't know who it was, let alone that it would be this Physician Silver Bell.
It wasn't disrespect; aside from her bitter potions, Physician Silver Bell was an object of immense respect and admiration for countless people, a top-tier figure in their organization.
But, wasn't Physician Silver Bell in the combat department? She was a physician!
Yet, in an instant, she had purified over a dozen or twenty cultists present, and several evils, reducing them to mere ashes.
Big shot, I'm kneeling!
From now on, if Physician Silver Bell needs someone to test her medicine, no matter how difficult or bitter, he wouldn't refuse.
...
"You say why I, a physician, was sent here?"
"Alas, my mentor is truly heartless. You all think so too, right?"
Silver Bell sighed.
Phantasm chuckled awkwardly.
Your matters with your mentor are not for us to interfere with.
"Teacher, you've traveled a thousand miles to get here. Cough, please have a drink of water first."
"No need. The crisis isn't over yet, it's not time to rest. Let's move to a new location. As a frail physician, I truly don't want to fight."
She shook her head, glanced at the cultists who had already turned to ash, and after a moment of silence, she remembered, "Right, my mentor sent me here to pry something out of the cultists' mouths, but..."
"I used a bit too much force just now, and they all turned to ash. A slight miscalculation."
"We'll catch another one on the way out if we have the chance."
Silver Bell, the working stiff, sighed and glanced at the two trembling fighters from the Wave Country hiding in the distance. She beckoned to them, "Little Tie, come here."
Iron Fist, his body rapidly healing, obediently walked forward.
He looked up.
This tall woman appeared elegant and gentle, with a serene smile that could heal the soul, like a noble yet approachable princess, inspiring admiration and affection.
If only he hadn't seen what happened earlier.
With a shake of her bell and a wave of her hand, cultists turned to dust.
It was terrifying!
No wonder that young man, 'Leisi,' who was already very strong, called her a big shot. She truly was a big shot, a prominent figure!
Did they have anyone in their Super Combat Department who could rival this tall woman?
Iron Fist thought about it.
The answer was likely no!
Her abilities were too terrifying. Beams of light and pure luminescence 'destroyed' enemies in an instant, and she also possessed abilities like stunning and slowing, and even healing.
These ability effects were too exaggerated! What kind of ability was it!
The Eastern youth's 'Leisi' ability could control silk threads and spread lightning, attacking, defending, and controlling... In Iron Fist's opinion, this was already a ridiculously overpowered ability, beyond the norm.
The tall woman's ability was beyond that beyond the norm!
This was a true prominent figure, from that ancient Eastern country. Even in an ancient country like Donghuang, Iron Fist believed she was at least among the top three strongest.
A top-three, perhaps even the number one, expert from Donghuang had graced their Wave Country.
Something big was happening!
What the big event was, Iron Fist didn't bother to think about. He trotted forward, "You, what are your orders?"
...
Even as they dodged and weaved, Silver Bell's group was still found by cultists from time to time.
Finally, they were forced to retreat all the way out of Snow Mist City.
They retreated dozens of kilometers away to a village with no inhabitants but many evils.
"Suddenly I find the evils kind of cute. What's going on?"
"You have a problem."
"No, compared to those lunatics, and the endless stream of cultists, aren't monsters that charge straight ahead like evils cute?"
"Indeed."
Feng Yin was silent.
The cultists behaved like lunatics, but they were not without intelligence.
They would hide, they would surround, they would ambush, and they would use firearms, although most cultists had poor aim.
Even so, they were exhausted from dealing with them.
There were too many of them, as if lurking in every corner of the city. Anyone they encountered could be a cultist once they took off their mask.
"These are all awakened ones!"
Luo Rui couldn't help but say, "Aren't cultist awakened ones too cheap? Can they be mass-produced?"
Feng Yin pondered for a moment, "Perhaps they really can. Doesn't our mission description clearly state that cultists can no longer be considered human? Judging by their behavior, that's also true."
"Besides, their awakening performances are almost identical. Doesn't that seem like mass production?"
He looked at Physician Silver Bell.
They didn't know enough about cultists, but surely a big shot like Physician Silver Bell, from such an organization, would know more inside information.
"If you want to know the details, we'll just have to hypnotize them and pry it out of their minds, and then we'll know everything."
Silver Bell crossed her arms, looking coldly at the three cultists before her.
They were all captured during their escape. One of them was a second-awakened cultist, a gray-robed cultist.
But he had already been beaten half to death by Silver Bell's healing and was tightly bound by thousand-strand threads, like three white silkworms.
However, there was still no fear on their faces.
Twisted, they were full of arrogance.
"Under the shining red moon, you will all be destroyed."
"We are merely returning to our Lord's embrace ahead of time."
"Hahahaha—"
He grinned and bit off the throat of another cultist next to him.
Blood gushed out like a pillar.
That cultist also showed no fear, a smile on his face; death was merely a beginning.
The great Scarlet Moon would protect them.
One cultist committed suicide, then the second. The gray-robed cultist also slit his own windpipe in a special way.
The captives were dying.
But Silver Bell remained calm and collected, still with her arms crossed, watching coldly. After two or three seconds, she extended her hand, and streams of water began to circle her wrist. "You want to die? Did you ask me first!"
Healing water flowed out, splitting into three streams and landing on the throats of the three cultists. Visible recovery occurred.
In just a few seconds, these three cultists were healed, including the second-awakened gray-robed one.
The healing effect was astonishing!
But fear began to appear in the cultists' eyes. The next moment, they heard the sound of "Jingle," "Jingle," and soft music that made one relax.
They fell into a deep sleep.
Their eyes opened again, but they were vacant, like puppets on strings.
"Now, I ask, you answer."
...
Half an hour later, Silver Bell emerged from a civilian house, her eyebrows furrowed.
Phantasm followed her out of the interrogation site.
Luo Rui couldn't help but ask, "How did it go?"
He was asking Phantasm.
Phantasm shook her head, "It wasn't entirely smooth."
She continued.
The gray-robed cultist indeed held a high position among the cultists, and he revealed quite a bit.
Among the cultists in Snow Mist City alone, there were over a hundred basic cultists, eleven gray-robed cultists, and one black-robed cultist. As for the followers being developed on the periphery, there were countless more!
She got goosebumps when she heard it.
And this was only for Snow Mist City. From the information obtained through hypnosis, they could be sure that this Sacred Moon Cult was not only in Snow Mist City.
Their base was not within the city.
As for where it was...
This was the most crucial question. Teacher Silver Bell had also focused on hypnotizing and inquiring about this point, wanting to find out where the cultists performed their rituals.
However, when this question was asked, the cultist suddenly woke up from the hypnosis.
With a sinister grin, his head then exploded.
Silver Bell rubbed her forehead.
Feng Yin walked over at this moment and asked, "The reinforcements from the Super Combat Department have arrived, and they're not ordinary reinforcements. It seems to be a big shot. What should we do?"
Silver Bell pondered for a moment, "Let's go and meet them. To curb the cult's development, we'll need the cooperation of local forces."
At the same time,
In the distance,
In another civilian house where Iron Fist and the other were resting a few hundred meters away, they felt relieved seeing the strong reinforcements arrive.
Leading them was a young man with curly chestnut hair, dressed in luxurious attire, as elegant as a noble young master.
After hearing Iron Fist's description, he showed an expression of interest. "A top expert from the Donghuang official organization? Miss Silver Bell, who is elegant and noble? This young master is even more eager to meet her."