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

Several days later, early in the morning.

Under a luminous and serene sky.

After the rain, everything was cleansed.

The entire sky of Seden was clear and crystal, and if not for the occasional breeze ruffling the clouds, all of Seden looked like a still painting of blue.

The military school was tranquil and silent, with only the sound of delicate bells echoing through the empty floors.

An Su was putting on his new military uniform,

He had replaced the skull pattern on his military cap, finding it too tacky, with a pattern of stars.

Donning the insignia that symbolized the 'Legion Commander' and fastening the buttons of his cloak,

[An Su Moningsta]

[Title: Chosen of Pain]

[Current Identity: Commander of the Legion of Pain]

[After wiping out all the Cultists and saints, you have successfully become the ultimate head of the Painful military school]

From this day forward, An Su was the new commander.

Although there was no one left in the legion.

Warm sunlight filtered through the window, shining on An Su. The morning light of autumn was intoxicating and tinged with pale yellow, making this morning truly peaceful and beautiful.

The sound of the telegraph suddenly rang out, and the old magic-driven machine printed out a letter, heavy with the scent of ink.

An Su now had the authority of a legion commander,

He picked up the letter curiously and saw that it was a file with an encrypted header—this file was sent directly from headquarters.

[Prepare new pain materials, supply the front, and fight against "it"]

An Su frowned.

Saints of the past had never reached the point of receiving such secret files.

An Su had become the commander, naturally, he was to take over the tasks of the previous commander.

The 'pain materials' referred to the new recruits, but what piqued An Su's curiosity was where this 'front' actually was.

Or rather, were the Painful Esoteric Sects really battling the Orthodox Church?

Why would they use 'it'?

What exactly was this military school training soldiers for which battle?

An Su couldn't figure it out with the limited information he had so far.

A knock on the door interrupted An Su's thoughts,

"Brother Su, it's time to prepare to leave." It was Lister's voice.

Indeed, it was time to end this, having stayed in this world long enough,

An Su put away the file, stood up, pushed the door open, and walked out.

Lister and Arthur were waiting at the door, and An Su said to them, "Let's go."

"Boss An Su, wait a second." Arthur suddenly stopped An Su, "We're not going to leave with you, boss."

"What?" An Su raised his eyebrows.

Arthur smiled foolishly at him, always cheerful, "Although I might look a bit dim, I'm actually as cunning as they come. We understand what you're about to do, boss."

"Brother Ansu is planning to commit suicide," Lister spoke slowly, "Arthur and I have discussed it, and we've decided that if we're brothers, we should die together—if not, I would not be worthy of calling myself nobility."

...Isn't this just getting sick again?

It's only a game... An Su was somewhat baffled.

"It's different."

Arthur said earnestly,

"Arthur and I owe our high scores to you, boss An Su. We're content now. The saints who survive to the end get extra points. But I don't want to earn points from a brother's death."

"For a Sun Knight, that would be a disgrace—I'd rather not have it," Arthur shook his head.

"The most important thing is..."

Lister added, "Believers who die in the Church world lose all memory of that world. If Arthur and I go back alive, we'll retain our memories."

"The Order Church might interrogate Arthur and me, asking us about various things—after all, this time, the saints were wiped out."

Lister's expression was also very serious.

"What are you trying to do?" An Su tilted his head.

"With that in mind, we won't give them the chance. I've decided we'll take the secret to the grave without leaving them any evidence," Lister said with a smile, which was unusual for his generally stoic demeanor, but now he was very happy, "Brother An Su, you've finally been a bit dumb, haha."

"We are teammates, and this world tests exactly that—[Friendship]."

The warm autumn sun bathed Arthur's face, his golden hair waving in the air, revealing his signature big laugh, "Boss An Su, of course we should live and die together—even if it's just in the game."

"Either we all survive, or we all die together."

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"Sun Knight, Arthur Sunny, taking the lead!"

Arthur tore off his clothes, drew a long sword, and without hesitation, slashed his own throat. Blood gushed out instantly from his throat.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Blood trickled down, yet he smiled brilliantly, as if not feeling any pain, "An Su, after we get back, we must drink to our heart's content!"

For Arthur, for a Sun Knight, this was truly exhilarating!

"The Moon Nobility, Lisiter Muen, has also exited the stage!"

Lister doffed his hat, bowing elegantly,

He elegantly slit his throat with a small knife, and even as blood poured forth and his consciousness rapidly faded, he maintained the noble etiquette and grace in the face of death.

"Brother Su, see you tomorrow."

An Su was somewhat stunned, these two had quickly committed suicide, their bodies falling stiffly before him, blood splattered all over the ground, the dim autumn light casting over their corpses.

[Arthur Sunny, dead]

[Lisiter Muen, dead]

"..."

Ha.

Were these two idiots?

Alive, they could have still claimed the survival points.

An Su couldn't help but laugh out loud, this time was indeed beyond his expectations,

He thought he was crazy enough, but it turned out these two were not normal either.

Interesting.

These two guys were quite interesting.

In that case, let's go crazy too.

Choose the most profitable way to die.

Facing the early morning autumn light, An Su walked straight ahead, he pushed open a door to a room where a faint scent of incense spread out.

Human skin, bones, and dim yellow candles, flickering with light.

This was a small altar.

But there was no sacrifice.

An Su stood in the center of the altar, his smile slowly widening.

[What do you want to do?]

The voice of the Celestial Messenger reached his ears, sensing that An Su was about to make a big move.

Every time he smiled like this, nothing good ever happened.

"Desire and the Moon's Mother Goddess, the great matriarch of fertility, the eternal motherhood above the spirit world."

An Su paid no attention to the Celestial Messenger, whispering his prayers with a smile,

"This is the hymn of the sincere, the feast of spirit and soul, the delicacy of blood and flesh."

The gaze of the Mother Goddess of Life converged here, that indescribable terror peaking in an instant.

"Your devout believer, An Su Moningsta, offers a gift,"

An Su said softly,

"Offering An Su Moningsta on the altar to You—"

There was a long silence, as if the air itself had stopped moving.

Suddenly, that indescribable terror spiked to its apex, the whole sky dimmed, and all the candles went out at once!

"I invite You to dine with me!"

This was a nefarious method that no one had ever tried before!

Never before!

I offer myself!

Both cultists and saints must offer, and I too must offer!

Only then can one be considered whole.

An Su's vision soared rapidly, countless illusions shattered and were reborn, he arrived above the spirit world,

He saw the red moon, and beneath that red moon, a beauty so heart-stopping it did not belong to this mortal realm—An Su locked eyes with the deity, but for just a brief moment.

His physical body was instantly devoured within the mass of flesh.

The spiritual body broke free and returned to Nether, back into reality.

[An Su Moningsta, dead]

[Ultimate World Quest: Assassinate the Legion of Pain's Leader, Complete]

[Contributor: An Su Moningsta (100%)]

[You have strongly attracted the interest of the Mother Goddess of Life!]

[The last believer is dead]

[End of the Church World Seden]

[Commencing Settlement]