Chapter 70 The Ultimate Way of Pain (Thanks to Vera Giant for being the leader!!)
The next day.
It was cloudy and rainy in the small town of Saidian.
The cold rain beat on the old and damp tower, and the water droplets slowly seeped into the castle along the wall. The ivy cast shadows outside the window sills, and the firelight from the fireplace made the faces of all the saints dim and uncertain.
At this moment, there is also a meeting of saints being held.
The host of this meeting was Knight Rosen of the Temple of Order, who was the high priest; sitting on his side were the heads of the Druids and the Alchemy Church, who were priests and viscounts respectively.
This fortress is also the residence of Viscount Setian.
The saints sitting at the round table were all representatives of various religious sects, as well as captains of each team - usually the top scorers in the first two exams.
".In total, only ten teams have arrived."
Rosen's handsome face looked a little heavy, and his eyes swept across the saints at the round table one by one.
Personality certification is also a part of the exam. Saints who are defeated by the esoteric believers are not even qualified to enter Naraku.
Just by starting, nearly half of the Saints were eliminated.
All the captains at the round table looked unhappy.
The shortage of manpower is secondary.
What's more serious is that this stronghold of the Cult of Pain is too difficult to capture, and it is even impossible to capture it from the outside.
According to the investigation of the scouts in the past few days,
This stronghold is set up with alchemical matrices everywhere, and the surrounding areas are even connected with alchemical wires. There are secret cultists patrolling every night.
The cult's stronghold probably also has a few hounds that can pick up strong scents.
There was no communication between the inside of the stronghold and the outside world.
Not even a fly can fly in.
There is also a top-level fourth-level legion commander in charge. Everyone is aware of the difficulty of this assessment.
"Where is the representative of the Glorious Church, Ansu Morningstar?" Although they were quite reluctant, someone still called out Ansu's name.
Faced with this hopeless situation, they can only rely on the despicable means that border people are best at.
"Him?" Someone at the round table sneered, "We haven't seen him since we entered this world."
"Do you still count on him? I guess they didn't even pass the personality test."
"Just a man of small-time border."
The person who said this was Viscount Setian, Alice Sean, the top scholar of the Alchemy Church. She was wearing a dark aristocratic spinning dress and had a delicate face.
"Your cousin, Her Majesty Ashley Sean, also views the border people in the same way."
Chief Pastor Shana propped up his cheek, half-closed his eyes, and said lazily, "But she did apologize in the end."
"Don't mention my cousin to me!" Alice was like a cat with its fur standing on end.
Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Rosen gently knocked on the edge of the table, making a thudding sound.
All the saints suddenly fell silent.
As the Order Knight Rosen, a quasi-third-level Paladin, he has such prestige.
"Order does not need failures to maintain it." His magnetic, deep voice sounded, "Anzu and the others failed the test, which means they have failed the expectations of order and are already failures."
“Even if they come here, there’s nothing they can do.”
The God of Order bestowed the title of Divine Gift on Ansu, which was also a disgraceful thing for the new generation of the Church of Order.
The title of their own God was taken away by a saint from another sect.
"He cannot enter the heavily guarded painful school, cannot enter the secret cult's base camp with dignity, cannot conquer the cunning and cruel painful believers, cannot subdue the arrogant enemy by trickery, and cannot defend order - and we will do all these things!"
Rosen's tone gradually became more passionate, "We will definitely do it!"
"We are gathering the knights from the lord's land and soldiers from the town to crush them head-on. We are about to rebuild a new order!"
His solemn speech immediately drew applause from the saints, who all exclaimed that this was what a saint should be like. -The rain stopped at dusk.
An Su led Arthur and the other two and walked upright in the center of the avenue of the Painful Cadre School.
The way they walked was even a little swaggering.
The three of them were all wearing the second-level military uniforms of the Cult of Pain. Their dashing dark cloaks fluttered in the wind, and the remaining autumn rain dripped down their smooth long combat boots. Their pure white military caps were adorned with a skull logo.
They walked in neat steps, with their backs straight, and their military boots stepped on the puddles, splashing ripples.
All the first-level believers who passed by, seeing the three of them from afar, made way for them. The cunning and cruel pain secret believers all lowered their proud heads and dared not look them in the eye.
"Hello, Anzu-senpai!"
There were even freshmen who bowed straight, and only dared to straighten their backs after An Su walked away.
Over the past week, the name of the Three Heroes of Pain has spread more and more widely. Their unique way of pain has slowly won over the local believers of pain, and some freshmen have even begun to delve into the way of pain of these three men.
There are currently three factions:
The pain and pleasure alphabet school, the naked southern gay excitement school, the pee leakage shame and stuffy school.
Most of the seniors in the second rank were infiltrators, and they all assumed that Anzu and the other two were the Sharp trio of the first team.
It is only because of the secret mission that it is inconvenient to reveal the identity. Moreover, they are in awe and fear of the organization and dare not find fault with it for fear of ruining the organization's plans.
They all saw it as the future of the painful cadre school.
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And now, these three futures of the organization are walking towards a place with murderous intent. They are so imposing and walk with the wind. For a moment, everyone retreated and dared not to compete with them.
How can we destroy and torture these secret followers? At the very least, we have to disrupt their training, weaken their combat effectiveness, and contribute to the crusade to gain points.
How can we intensify the torture on them? When Ansu raised this question a day ago, both Liszt and Arthur were silent.
They don't know.
What they are doing now is not enough and there is still a lot of room for improvement.
They have not yet reached the limit of their study of the way of pain, and they cannot think of a solution.
The defense of the Torture Cadre School was impeccable.
Poisoning?
This is impossible to do as the food in the cafeteria is tightly sealed.
Collaborate with the saints outside?
Although they seem to be doing well on the surface now, they are not qualified to contact the outside world.
Assassination?
This is also impossible.
Because the main areas of the cadre school are equipped with magic eyes, once an assassination attempt is made, the person will be exposed, and once exposed, the person will die.
All secret believers can only move around in the main campus, because there are only fifteen minutes of free time at noon and in the afternoon each day. Eating, hygiene, and sleeping are all under unified management.
Every day is just a cycle of four points: cafeteria, bathroom, dormitory, and classroom.
This is also nonsense.
If they continue to waste time like this, An Su and the other three will end up with zero points.
But at this time, the painful confidant Ansu proposed a solution.
The first stage of their plan was about to be implemented, and they were about to reach that place - the public restroom!
The entire Painful Secret Sect only has one large public washroom, which is open only during free time for first and second level students to wash and solve personal problems - the instructors have their own separate toilets.
The only public restroom is only open twice a day, for fifteen minutes each time.
Among the temporary holy relics that Ansuta obtained, there was one called the 'Amulet of the Goddess', which could increase the number of divine titles he could receive by one per day.
With a calm smile on his face, Ansu slowly pushed open the door of the public restroom.
There are many believers inside.
Look, this is how the way of order is used! Ansu randomly selected a cubicle, pushed open the door and walked in. After quickly solving his personal problems, he whispered in a voice that no one could hear: "This place is a public area."
"The starlight of order."
"Give the law."
He said solemnly, "It is forbidden to urinate or defecate anywhere here."
On this day, for some unknown reason, all the Suffering Secret Believers were suffering from constipation.
(End of this chapter)