Dim daylight filtered through the glass windows.
At this moment, there is also a meeting being held.
In the dimness, dozens of pairs of cold eyes, emitting faint light, stared at each other, their eyes were alert and fearful.
The atmosphere was gloomy and full of depression.
Everyone present here is an invader from Naraku sent by the Cult of Pain, with the goal of killing all the saints and seizing ownership of the fragments of this world.
They all matched themselves with new identities that best suited them, and scattered in different classes, like poisonous snakes hiding in the shadows.
They are the elite among the elite.
Only people in the same team can check each other's true identity.
So this was the first meeting of the invaders.
They are both companions and opponents; in the Cult of Pain, no one is trustworthy except teammates, so there is vigilance in their eyes.
"Ashu, what do you think?" a strong man said slowly.
A scary character.
First team!
Ashur.Seuss, now known as the Serpent of Pain.
"It's Team Sharp, the first team, that's missing." The Snake of Pain said slowly.
Sharp!
Warrior Quitt has been a pervert since childhood. He is the most notorious and terrifying man. No one is willing to be an enemy of Quitt.
The last three teammates of the first team can be ignored, but the first three are all well-known cult figures.
Sergeant Sharp, the most perverted murderer, tortured pregnant women and skinned men. He can be said to be an artist who pursues the ultimate pain.
In the dead silence, a hoarse and low voice sounded.
He is the captain of the third squad of the Pain Cult, and at the same time, he is the squad leader of the second squad in this world. He kills people without hesitation and is bloodthirsty. He is well-known in the outside world. He is also resourceful and is the think tank of the legion.
If nothing unexpected happens, this second-level world will be the last second-level world that Dak experiences.
The secret believers were even more frightened, as even Sergeant Captain Sharp's team was dispatched for this attack.
One team has gone missing.
There is also Scout Kaman, the team's second-in-command. He looks humble and ordinary, but he actually hides an evil soul that is more perverted than anyone else.
He was a man with a hideous face, wrapped in a dark hood, with eyes as gloomy as a falcon. He seemed to be just a minor character, but the secret believers around him did not dare to speak.
After all, the resources in the world of Naraku are limited. Who can compete for more resources and who can make greater contributions all depends on competition.
"Six people are missing. Only forty are present."
"There is a conspiracy hidden in this."
The secret believers around dared not even breathe a word. This sturdy man was a child of destiny. His name was Dak, and his nickname was the Painful Bear. He was a quasi-third-level secret believer with 19 combat skill points and was the captain of the second team.
This man has already introduced his true identity.
Ashu said mysteriously, "Three people tried to deceive us, but their acting skills were so poor that they could not escape my eyes."
As soon as these words were spoken, the secret believers suddenly became quiet.
"Brother Ashu is right." Dak said in a low voice, "Someone deceived us."
"There is only one truth here,"
Ashu stood up slowly. His dark but wise eyes swept over everyone present. Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, as if they had been seen through.
"Their team deliberately concealed their identities and did not meet us."
Many people felt a chill in their hearts. So that's what it was.
No believer thought that the personality certification had failed. After all, even people like themselves had passed, so how could elites like them fail
As for the claim that there are saints who were born in the way of tantric believers, that is even more nonsense!
There has been no such precedent in textbooks for thousands of years - of course, Ansu and his like only appear in three cases in thousands of years.
There is only one possibility.
They hid their identities.
"but,"
Ashu said solemnly, "Evil people like them are as annoying as dung beetles in the daytime, no matter where they are."
"After these few days of observation, you have already been sure of the identities of those three people, right?"
"Painful Confidant. Ansu—"
The captain of the fourth squad, Fadili, spoke up. His current title was Eye of Pain. His tone was firm and decisive.
"It's Sergeant Sharp."
There was still a hint of fear in his eyes. "I didn't expect that after not seeing him for a few years, his art of pain has improved."
"It has reached the highest level of enjoying pain," Fadili exclaimed.
"When I heard him getting up at 4:30 in the morning and reciting loudly, I knew this man was terrible."
"He has gone from physical torture to spiritual humiliation."
Fadili's words triggered waves of echoes from the secret believers, who complained bitterly about the pain they had experienced in the past few days.
"It's him indeed..!"
"Sergeant Captain Sharp's way of pain has improved again!"
"I am woken up by the sound of his reading every day."
"The most common phrase our class instructor said was 'Learn from Ansu from the next class!'"
"Because of him, the instructor adjusted our company's early-rising time to 4:30."
"And there's the warrior Quit." Pain Bear Dak said solemnly. Even as a sergeant, he sounded a little fearful. "It's Pain Falcon Arthur."
"Quite's way of suffering is also beyond imagination."
Hearing this horrifying name, the secret believers' shoulders trembled slightly and a chill rose in their hearts.
I see.
After not seeing each other for a few years, Kuit's Nan Tong has become even more perverted!
In the past, he was a little secretive and would only attack good-looking boys, but now he doesn't care about anything!
Now the attribute of exhibitionism has been added!
All the secret followers could see the perverted Nan Tong naked in the morning, and he would show off his falcon to everyone he met.
He must have awakened a new fetish and would be excited when seen by someone with the same surname.
Especially the few secret believers who were running before and after Arthur were in great pain and embarrassment.
It turns out that everything was premeditated.
"I didn't dare run faster, for fear of hitting him."
"I didn't dare to run slower, for fear of being hit by him."
They shared their painful experiences.
"Lord Quitt didn't sleep late at night and kept knocking on the wall of our dormitory. Is he hinting to me because he is lonely?"
Some believers even had wild imaginations.
"As for the last one, it's Scout Kaman."
Ashur rested his chin on his hands,
"I think everyone already knows this."
"It must be that painful dog, Lister." Everyone showed fear on their faces. This guy was even more of a heavyweight.
On the surface, he is a calm and elegant man, but secretly he is more terrifying and sinister than anyone else.
Anyone who passed by the dormitory could smell that extremely masculine scent, so they all knew that it was the Pain Hound marking their territory!
So domineering, so evil, so unfathomable.
No one dares to be an enemy of the Hound of Pain.
The scene suddenly fell into dead silence.
The secret believers looked at each other with complicated expressions, some even showing shame.
Unexpectedly, the first team had improved their way of pain to such a terrifying level in the blink of an eye, leaving themselves far behind.
"Since they are so powerful,"
Someone asked,
"Why aren't they willing to show up and command us? Isn't there going to be a problem?"
"Hmph. Stupid."
The Painful Snake, who was the think tank, snorted coldly, "What do you know about the Sergeant's affairs?"
He rested his chin on his hands.
"Their team must have a secret mission sent by the Cathedral, so they cannot reveal their identities. You should not interfere with them, and you should even provide them with cover."
"Once completed, I believe we can wipe out those stupid saints on the other side."
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the other side.
"Boss Ansu, I'll listen to you. Now we can complete the mission of the Holy See."
Arthur said cheerfully, with an expression of admiration on his face, "Use this trick to wipe out all those stupid secret believers here!"
Keep begging for monthly tickets!
(End of this chapter)