The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

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The bones were detached from the Painful Esoteric Sect believers, amid their anguished howls, slowly constructed into an altar; during this process, it was imperative to ensure that the cultists did not die—they were, after all, offerings only acceptable to the Mother Goddess while alive.

For An Su, this was still considered a technical task.

Seeing how painfully the cultists were screaming, he thought to offer a gentler touch, to serve with a smile, hoping to alleviate their fear; yet, when he himself smiled, their expressions turned even more horrifying.

After so many years as Painful Esoteric Sect believers, they had never encountered someone so adept at tormenting others!

"The Mother Goddess of desire and the moon, the great Matron of fertility..."

"Eternal Motherhood above the spirit world,"

"This is the hymn of the sincere, this is the feast of soul and spirit,"

"This is the delicacy of blood and flesh..."

"Your devout follower, An Su Moningsta, presents this gift,"

A total of six second-order Painful Esoteric Sect believers were sacrificed, after which a considerable number of life points could be obtained.

However, An Su chose not to convert them into magic this time.

After all, his current intermediate stage magic was sufficient, and he couldn't use any higher-rank magic presently.

It would be better to let the Mother Goddess herself purify his flesh.

An Su once again experienced that long-lost pain, his skin felt as if it were bursting open, his flesh torn and reconstituted, his heart wildly pumping dark red blood to his limbs.

An Su was already accustomed to this pain, he even found a strange pleasure in the tearing apart of his old body...

His perception became clearer, his vision widened, his spirit more agile.

[An Su Moningsta]

[Magic Points: 13]

[Combat Skill Points: 1]

What was unexpected and delightful for An Su was that his unchanging combat skill points finally broke through the zero after countless sacrifices.

The hardest step is the first one.

After the initial breakthrough, further progress would be much smoother. Read new chapters at empire

Even though An Su had no plans to become a warrior, having combat skill points was certainly better than none.

At least now his physical fitness had greatly improved.

The second surprise for An Su was a prompt from the Celestial Messenger;

[You have drawn the attention of the primal pain]

An Su found this somewhat baffling; he was clearly making a sacrifice to the Mother Goddess of life, was already inviting the Mother Goddess to dinner, so why did it attract the attention of the Mother Goddess of pain?

What bull-head Mother Goddess?

He thought his sacrificial methods were quite gentle, constantly serving with a smile.

No matter, it must not be anything bad, right...?

[Personality component recognition completed]

[Eliminating the memories of the believer test]

[Adaptive identities are being detected; your faces will be disguised to facilitate the infiltration of the believers into the Nether World's 'Town Seden']

[Reminder! After infiltrating the Nether World, do not mention the mission to any of the natives of the Nether World, nor reveal your identity, otherwise, you will be forced to exit]

The voice of the Celestial Messenger resounded in everyone's ears.

Based on the performance in the personality tests, the Celestial Messenger would choose the most suitable identity for the saints.

Rosen, highly anticipated by the Order Church, became the ruler of Seden; the Druid Court's prodigious girl, Shana, became the high priestess...

Everyone was assigned the most suitable starting identity for themselves.

"I shall become a nobleman," said Lister, who had his memory wiped as he adjusted his glasses, confident in his recent actions despite forgetting what they were.

As a nobleman of high birth, he would always maintain the most elegant demeanor.

This was the spirit of the Moon Family.

"Count Seden, His Excellency Lister," declared Lister confidently.

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"I suppose I'll become a Holy Knight too," Arthur revealed with a roguish, confident smile, "Maybe even a knight-commander."

Although he didn't know what he had just done... why he was naked when he woke up...

Arthur still had a lot of confidence in himself.

This was precisely the spirit of the Sun Family.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

An Su looked at these two, pondering the plan in his heart.

The world task was to conquer a Pain Nest with no less than a hundred first-order Cultists, sixty intermediate Cultists, and to assassinate the Legion of Pain's commander—likely Fourth Order.

The group combat ability of the Painful Esoteric Sect's followers was the strongest among the cults because they trained their soldiers in a particularly painful way.

For An Su and his two companions to forcefully attack was simply impossible,

but if their initial identities were nobility or something like a knight-commander,

spending some time, mobilizing the local military,

and cooperating with other Church examinees,

they could potentially succeed.

So initial identity was especially important,

although looking at these two blockheads, becoming a count or knight-commander was out of the question… but scraping by as a baronet or a squad leader shouldn't be too difficult, right?

An Su was still pretty optimistic.

All three of them were quite confident.

[Confirmation obtained]

[Nether World affiliation: Church]

[World Rank: Second Order]

[The war between the Painful Esoteric Sect and the Orthodox Church is intensifying. The frontier town Seden, as a town eroded by pain, serves as the Esoteric Sect's training ground for new recruits, continuously supplying fresh blood to the battlefield. The legion commander, Angela, is a Fourth Order warrior of pain. She collaborates with her trusted hounds to bully and dominate, wreaking havoc everywhere. You are tasked to destroy Seden's training ground for new recruits and attempt to assassinate the legion commander.]

[Entering the Nether World...]

He did not know what his identity would be...

An Su certainly knew he wasn't anything good, but, as a Radiant Believer, in the worst case, he could still scrape by as an auxiliary soldier, right?

He had always been the most loyal follower of the Radiant Mother Goddess!

An Su felt his consciousness gradually blurring, countless stars streaked across his mind, and the scenery he was seeing also slowly faded away.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but after a dizzying spin, he slowly opened his eyes.

The cold autumn rain struck against the iron bars, producing chaotic, urgent sounds;

in front of him was a rusty iron table, half its metal peeling away, revealing bright red rust; on the ground lay a large pile of dried scabs, which mixed with the drifting autumn rain, turning into orange-yellow puddles.

Looking up, the room was adorned with skulls and iron crosses, the very symbols of 'pain and blood.'

This seemed like a classroom...

A red banner hung above; "Welcome to the Pain Newcomers' Enrollment," An Su observed closely and found that the banner was dyed red with blood.

He blinked, somewhat bewildered.

Shouldn't the birthplace be somewhere a bit more... aboveboard?

[An Su Moningsta]

[Title: Heart of Pain]

[Identity: The confidant of the Legion of Pain's commander]

[You are the leader of the first group of the third class at the Pain Drill Academy. As one of the commander's confidants, you aid tyranny, cunning, deceitful, and truly evil, known as 'Heart of Pain,' one of the cultists wanted by the Church.]

"...?" His mouth twitched slightly.

What kind of hellish start was this?

What does it mean to be the confidant of the legion's commander...?

What does it mean to be wanted by the Church...?

No, Comrade An Su was steadfast in his faith, so how did he suddenly betray the Goddess!