The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing Chapter 70 - 69 Cultist: With An Su Leading the Way, We’re S

Dusk sunlight filtered through the glass windows.

At this mont, a eting was being held.

In the dimness, dozens of cold eyes glead faintly as they scrutinized each other with a vigilant, wary gaze.

The atmosphere was gloomy and filled with oppression.

All present were invaders from the Painful Esoteric Sect from Nether, with the goal of killing all the saints and seizing control of the fragnts of this world.

They had all been matched with new identities best suited for them, infiltrated among different classes like venomous snakes lurking in the shadows.

All were elite among the elite.

Only mbers of the sa squad could reveal their true identities to each other.

So this was the invaders’ first eting.

They were both comrades and rivals; within the Painful Esoteric Sect, apart from one’s squadmates, no one was trustworthy, thus their eyes held caution.

After all, the resources of the Nether World were limited; one had to compete to secure more resources and greater rits.

In a silence as heavy as death, a hoarse and deep voice broke the quiet.

"Six are missing. Only forty arrived," it said.

One of the squads had vanished.

It was a man with a ferocious face and shrouded in a dark hood, his eyes as piercing as a hawk’s. He seed to be just a minor character, but none of the cultists around him dared to speak up.

The man had already revealed his true identity.

Assyria.Xius, now known as the Serpent of Pain.

He was the captain of the Third Order of the Painful Esoteric Sect and concurrently, the class leader of Class 2 in this world. He was bloodthirsty and murderous, infamous in the outside world and also a shrewd strategist, a think tank for the legion.

A fearso character indeed.

"Assyria, what are your thoughts?" a burly man slowly said.

The cultists held their breath even tighter; the burly man was a favored son of heaven known as Dak, his title the Bear of Pain, a nearly Third Order cultist with nineteen points in combat technique, and the captain of the Second Order.

If there were no surprises, this second-degree world would be the last second-degree world Dak would encounter.

"It’s Sharp’s squad, the First Order that has gone missing," the Serpent of Pain drawled.

Sharp!

The First Order!

The cultists were even more alard; this campaign had actually mobilized the squad led by Captain Sharp.

The last three mbers of the First Order could be ignored, but the first three were notorious figures within the Esoteric Religion.

Captain Sharp, the most deranged murderer who slaughtered pregnant won and skinned n, was an artist of extre pain.

Kuiter, the soldier who had been a notorious sadist since childhood, was the most infamous and terrifying man—no one wanted to be an enemy of Kuiter.

Then there was Scout Kaman, the second-in-command, who seed humble and average, but in reality, harbored a soul more twisted and evil than anyone.

"This conceals a conspiracy."

Assyria spoke enigmatically, "Three people are trying to deceive us, but their acting is so clumsy that they stand no chance of escaping my notice."

At his words, the cultists fell silent all at once.

"Brother Assyria is right," Dak said, his voice deep, "Soone has tricked us."

"There’s only one truth in this matter,"

Assyria slowly stood, his intelligent and shadowed gaze sweeping over everyone present. A chill went down everyone’s spine as if their very souls were laid bare,

"Their squad has deliberately concealed their identities, avoiding a eting with us."

Many felt a chill in their hearts, so that was it.

No believer thought about failing the credential verification; after all, if soone like themselves could pass, how could such elites fail?

And the idea of saints being born as cultists was even more preposterous!

There had been no precedent for this in the textbooks for thousands of years—of course, the likes of Su only erged once in a few thousand years.

There was only one possibility.

They had hidden their identities.

"However,"

Assyria said seriously, "Evil people like them, no matter where they are, stink like dung beetles in the daylight."

"After observing for a few days, you must have so idea of their true identities," he said.

"The Painful Inner Circle. An Su—"

The captain of the Fourth Order, Fadeli, spoke up. He was now known as the Eye of Pain, his tone decisive,

"Is none other than Captain Sharp."

His eyes also showed a trace of fear, "I had no idea that after a few years, his art of pain had beco even more sophisticated."

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"He has actually attained the ultimate realm of finding pleasure in pain,"

Fadeli said admiringly,

"When I heard him loudly reciting at four-thirty in the morning, I knew this man was terrifying."

"He has escalated from physical torture to the insult of the soul."

Fadeli’s words triggered wave after wave of agreent from the Esoteric believers, all of them lanting the suffering of the past few days.

"It’s really him...!"

"Sharp’s path of suffering has improved again!"

"Every day I’m woken up by his reading."

"The most repeated phrase from our instructor is ’Learn from An Su in the next class!’"

"Because of him, our platoon’s wake-up ti has also been adjusted by the instructor to four-thirty..."

"And there’s Warrior Kuiter." The bear of pain, Dak, spoke solemnly, even he, as a squad leader, had a hint of apprehension in his voice, "It’s the Painful Falcon. Arthur."

"Kuiter’s path of suffering is beyond imagination as well."

Hearing this terrifying na, the shoulders of the Esoteric believers trembled slightly, and a chill arose.

So that’s it.

Years have passed, and Kuiter has beco even more perverted!

He used to be sowhat discreet, only targeting attractive young boys, but now he’s heedless of gender!

He’s even added the traits of an exhibitionist!

At the crack of dawn, all the Cultists could see this perverted man’s naked body, and he would show off his falcon to anyone he t,

He must have awakened a new fetish, excited by being seen by others of the sa sex.

Especially for the few Esoteric believers running before and after Arthur, the pain was unbearable,

It was all preditated.

"I dare not run too fast for fear of bumping into him..."

"I dare not run too slow for fear of him bumping into ..."

They shared their painful experiences with each other.

"Lord Kuiter doesn’t sleep at night, knocking on the walls of our dormitory. Is he hinting at his loneliness to ..?"

So believers let their imaginations run wild.

"As for the last one, Scout Kaman."

Assyria propped his chin with his hands,

"You all know it in your hearts."

"It must be that Painful Evil Hound. Lister." Everyone looked fearful, this one was heavyweight.

On the surface, he is a calm and elegant man, but behind the scenes, he is more terrible and cunning than anyone.

Anyone passing the dormitory can sll that distinctly masculine scent, so they all know, this is the Painful Evil Hound marking his territory!

So domineering, so evil, so unfathomable.

No one dares to make an enemy of the Painful Evil Hound.

The scene suddenly fell into a deadly silence.

The Esoteric believers looked at each other with complex expressions, even showing signs of sha.

They hadn’t expected that the First Squad had advanced their path of suffering to such a terrifying level in a blink of an eye, leaving themselves far behind.

"Since they are so strong,"

soone asked,

"why won’t they co forward to lead us... Could there be a problem?"

"Hmph. Foolish."

The Serpent of Pain, acting as the sage, scoffed, "What do you know about the squad leader’s affairs?"

He propped his chin with his hands,

"Their squad must have a secret mission from the great Church, so they can’t reveal their identities—you shouldn’t disturb them, in fact, you should cover for them."

"Surely once the mission is complete, they will annihilate those dim-witted saints on the other side."

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anwhile.

"Boss An Su, we’ll do as you say. Now we can complete the Church’s mission."

Arthur said cheerfully and joyfully, with an expression of admiration, "We’ll use this move to wipe out the idiots on this side of the Esoteric believers!"

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