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

"[Life Offering]"

"[High-Level Magic]"

"[Summoning Magic]"

"[Magic Power Consumption: 20 magic power per minute (originally 40)]"

"[Magic Effect: Summons a Fifth Tier undead from the altar of life, allowing choice of summon type, with unlimited duration, until the summoner's magic power is exhausted]"

"[Magic Introduction: Ashes, are but an offering]"

This was a summoning magic.

Though it consumed a vast amount of magic power, the returns were not exceptionally high.

Simply put, goddess-made, able to fly nationwide, types customizable, modes selectable, overpriced to gouge the market, leaving you desperately thirsty, guaranteed to drain your energy.

An Su's task was quite simple since he was not qualified to preside over the ceremony himself, he would summon a saint-ranked Priest to help him do it.

As long as he was the one being baptized, he could receive the blessing.

The thought process of a heretical player was never constrained by the conventional head-on clash.

One must learn to be flexible in their thinking.

But the drawback to this magic was its huge consumption, with An Su's current magic power, he could only summon for half a minute—hardly enough to complete the ceremony.

However, this was the Painful Esoteric Sect's boot camp.

It was mentioned before that in the center of the boot camp, there was a giant Alchemic Magic Circle connected to the headquarters of the Painful Esoteric Sect, which accumulated magic power by absorbing the students' pain, storing it for the war against the saints.

This was also the ultimate purpose of establishing the Painful boot camp; all students were its nutrients.

Over the years, the magic power accumulated by the Alchemic Magic Circle had reached thousands.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

An Su had already applied to the legion commander, who had approved forty magic power for An Su's use—also the maximum that the commander could apply for.

That would be enough.

"Life Offering."

Standing atop the Array, An Su whispered, as a vast amount of magic power left his body; as the Array gradually activated, new magic power poured into his increasingly drained body, an eerie and terrifying aura descended from the spirit world into the mortal realm.

It was a soul so terrifying,

his body already decaying, eyes flickering with a gloomy light, wielding a scepter and enshrouded in a black robe.

The aura of a saint was unmistakable.

"What I recite shortly," An Su said, "you will follow and recite with me. I need to perform a sacrifice ceremony."

"Young man, show some respect..." the saint-ranked Priest gazed deeply at An Su. Though he was already dead, he was not to be summoned and ordered around at will!

A sacrifice ceremony was hardly something a mere youth needed to teach him!

Ten seconds later.

The saint-ranked Priest hurriedly made notes in a tattered notebook; although dead, he still was filled with the desire for fresh knowledge and said obsequiously, "Please continue, go on."

The downpour intensified, everywhere a blanket of white, the urgent cold wind rustled through, pressing tree trunks low, tree leaves rubbing together to emit a demon-like howl.

The battle had only begun for a few minutes, and blood was already flowing into rivers.

Rosen had a smile on his lips as the indestructible blood slipped away.

Even though he was duped,

he knew the scales of victory were slowly tipping in his favor.

Even if he couldn't ultimately defeat the legion commander, wiping out these Cultists posed no problem.

Though the cost was that his allies on his side would be decimated, it didn't matter anymore.

After all, this was their world, where death was not the end as one could always be resurrected.

As long as he survived, that would be enough,

he was determined to kill An Su by his own hand.

To torture him in the most cruel way possible.

As long as he was the last one standing, he would receive the ultimate survivor's reward, and the final score would completely crush An Su, with the final victor belonging to the Order Church.

What nonsense about 'dying in ten minutes'.

Rosen plunged the holy sword into the abdomen of a Cultist, driving the battle technique, the brilliance of order streaked across, severing the Cultist at the waist, blood splattered; the surrounding Cultists, intimidated by his prowess, all took half a step back.

His smile grew even broader.

Just then, in the deepest part of the rainy night, a figure slowly emerged.

Pale long hair, shadow as bright as stars.

The youth was none other than An Su Moningsta.

His long boots splashed in the puddles, rippling wave after wave, his dark cloak dancing in the wind as he slowly approached the saints and Cultists.

"One more minute," An Su said with a smile, looking at the watch in his hand, "it's about time."

"An Su Moningsta!"

Rosen stared intently at An Su, realizing that he had won the game.

Several assassins obeyed Rosen's orders and instantly moved to kill An Su, but An Su neither dodged nor avoided them.

He whispered,

"Red moon of death, the first life."

"Eternal maternity above the spirit world."

"Your devout believer, An Su Moningsta, presents a gift for your birth." Discover hidden stories at empire

This was a new prayer.

In a place unnoticed by others, the Priest of Life raised his bone Magic Wand and chanted the same words.

[You've actually attracted the attention of both the Mother Goddess of Life and the Mother Goddess of Pain]

The voice of the Celestial Messenger echoed in An Su's ears, and this time, the Messenger was truly astonished.

Two vast and indescribable gazes collided,

and everyone was engulfed by the terrifying aftershocks.

The bodies of those few assassins were the first to dissolve, consumed by ever-expanding flesh.

From a distance, Legion Commander Angelo felt the pain steadily rising,

and he watched with rapt attention. This young man was just too promising!

He managed to combine it with other religions and come up with such a creative torture method. His birth was truly groundbreaking genius.

Who would doubt his loyalty to the Esoteric Religion when he could achieve this?

[One Second Tier saint has been sacrificed]

As this world belongs to the Church, sacrificing saints here means only their flesh will be consumed by the Mother Goddess—their souls will not be taken away. Therefore, it cannot be counted as a true sacrifice, and the life points gained will be halved.

In the Church world, saints will lose their memories upon death.

The saints were just an addition.

After all, An Su was just playing games with the saints.

He found it quite interesting.

The real highlight was those hundred or so Cultists of the Painful Esoteric Sect.

All Cultists of the Painful Esoteric Sect were villains, determined by the Mother Goddess they worshipped to lead lives of creating wars and slaughtering civilians—but fortunately, An Su knew he was born for this.

Sacrificing the wicked by the hands of the wicked was the most interesting part.

"Offer up flowing flesh, tender bones, and insignificant souls."

Under Rosen's horrified gaze,

with every person An Su passed, their body would be swallowed by flesh and blood, eventually disappearing from the world. Cultists and saints alike, all became puddles of blood under An Su's feet.

Regardless of friend or foe.

The Mother Goddess of Life, the Mother Goddess of Pain,

to Rosen,

the young man before him was the true Evil God.

[Second Tier Cultist killed (25/60)]

[First Tier Cultist killed (89/150)]

...

By the time An Su reached Rosen, he was already drenched in blood, with a smile still on his lips.

Rosen's shoulders trembled, and he knelt on the ground.

"Your devout believer invites you into the dream—"

An Su placed his hand on top of Rosen's head and finished the last sentence of the prayer, "May you rest peacefully tonight."

A sword injury appeared on Rosen's shoulder, damage transferred over by An Su's shadow.

As the sword wound appeared,

it marked,

Rosen's death.

[Task One complete, all Second Tier Cultists are dead]

[Task Two complete, all First Tier Cultists are dead]

The Painful Esoteric Sect, which had plagued Seden Town for years, was wiped out.

[All world invaders are dead]

[Contributor: An Su Moningsta]

[Current score: 90]

[Final Task: Assassinate the Commander of the Legion of Pain]