The more they object, the more it means I did the right thing

【Gift of life】

【High-level magic】

[Summoning Magic]

[Consumption of magic points: 20 magic points per minute (originally 40)]

[Magic effect: Summon the dead fifth-level undead from the altar of life. You can specify the summoning type. The duration is unlimited until the summoner's magic power is exhausted]

[Introduction to magic: Ashes are a gift]

This is a summoning magic.

While the consumption is huge, the benefits are not too high.

Generally speaking, it is produced by the goddess and can fly all over the country. You can specify the type and gameplay. It charges expensive prices and will make you hungry and thirsty. It is guaranteed to drain your energy.

What Ansu had to do was simple. Since he was not qualified to preside over the ceremony, he summoned a holy priest to help preside over it.

As long as the person being baptized is yourself, you can receive the blessing.

The thinking of evil players is never limited to frontal hard steel.

Thinking must learn to be flexible.

But the bad thing is that this magic consumes a lot of money. With Ansu's current magic value, it can only be summoned for half a minute - it may not be possible to complete the ritual.

But this is the cadre school of the Tantric Cult of Pain.

It has been mentioned that in the center of the cadre school, there is a giant alchemy circle, which is connected to the headquarters of the Pain Secret Cult. It absorbs the pain of students to accumulate magic power. The accumulated magic power reserves will be used in the war with the saints.

This is also the ultimate purpose of the establishment of the Painful Cadre School, and all students are its nourishment.

Over the years, the alchemy circle has accumulated thousands of magical reserves.

Ansu has already applied to the legion commander, and he has approved 40 magic powers for Ansu to use - this is also the maximum amount that the legion commander can apply for.

Then that's enough.

"Gift of life."

Standing on the magic circle, Ansu recited softly, and a huge amount of magic power passed from his body. As the magic circle gradually moved, new magic power was injected into his gradually depleted body, with a strange and terrifying aura, Descended from the spiritual world to this world.

That is a soul that can be called terrifying,

His body was rotten, with a dark light shining in his eyes, a scepter in his hand, and his whole body wrapped in black robes.

The aura of the holy steps can be seen at a glance.

"I'll recite something later." Ansu said, "You recite it with me. I'm going to hold a sacrificial ceremony."

"Boy, please be more respectful." The holy priest looked at Ansu with faint eyes. Although he was dead, he could not be called around!

It's just a sacrificial ceremony, he doesn't need a mere junior to teach him!

Ten seconds later.

The holy priest hurriedly took notes in a tattered notebook. Even though he was dead, he was still full of desire for fresh knowledge and said flatteringly, "Keep talking, keep talking."

The heavy rain was pouring down harder, and everything was covered in white. The sharp cold wind blew in, and the tree trunks on both sides were pressed very low. Tens of thousands of leaves rubbed against each other and made a devilish whistling sound.

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

The blood that could not solidify slid down, but there was a smile on Rosen's lips.

Although it was set up,

But he knew that the balance of victory was slowly tilting towards him.

Even if they can't defeat the legion commander in the end, there is no problem in killing all these secret cultists.

Although the price is that all their teammates will die, it doesn't matter.

This is their world anyway, and even those who die will be resurrected.

As long as he survives,

He wanted to kill Ansu with his own hands.

Torture him in the most brutal way.

As long as he survives in the end, he will be able to obtain the reward of final survival, and his final results will completely crush Ansu, and the final winner will definitely belong to the Holy See of Order.

The idea of ​​'I will die in ten minutes' is simply nonsense.

Rosen stabbed the holy sword into the abdomen of the esoteric cultist, activated his combat skills, and the light of order flashed across, cutting him off at the waist. Blood splattered everywhere; the surrounding esoteric cultists were so frightened by its power that they all took half a step back.

His smile became more and more obvious.

At this moment, in the deepest part of the rainy night, a figure slowly appeared.

Long pale hair, shadows as bright as stars.

That young man is none other than Ansu Morningstad.

His long military boots stepped on the puddles, causing ripples one after another. His dark cloak danced in the wind as he slowly walked towards the saints and esoteric believers.

"One minute left." Ansu looked at the pocket watch in his hand with a smile, "It's almost time."

"Ansu Morningstar!"

Rosen stared at Ansu, knowing that he would win this game.

Several assassins followed Rosen's orders and immediately attacked Ansu, but Ansu neither hid nor evaded.

He said softly,

"The red moon of death, the first life."

"Eternal motherhood above the spiritual world."

"Your devout believer Ansu Morningstar, a gift for your birthday."

This is a new prayer.

Where no one was watching, the Life Priest raised the bone staff in his hand and recited the same words.

[You, he, have attracted the attention of the Mother Goddess of Life and the Mother Goddess of Pain at the same time]

The voice of the astral messenger echoed in Ansu's ears. This messenger was really eye-opening this time.

Two vast and indescribable gazes collided together,

Everyone was swallowed up by the terrifying after-effects of terror.

The bodies of the assassins were the first to melt away, and they were swallowed up by the expanding mass of flesh.

Angelo, the legion commander in the distance, felt the rising pain.

He looked at it with relish. This young man was so promising!

To be able to combine it with other religions and come up with such a creative method of torture is simply a groundbreaking genius.

With such ability, who still believes that he is not loyal to the Tantric Cult?

[A second-level saint has been sacrificed]

Because it is a church world, if a saint is sacrificed here, the Mother Goddess will only devour his body, but cannot take away his soul, so it cannot be regarded as a true sacrifice, and the life points obtained will be halved.

In the church world, memories fade when a saint dies.

Saints are the first addition.

Ultimately, Ansu is just playing games with the Saints.

He found it quite interesting.

The more than one hundred Painful Secret Cultists are the highlight.

All Painful Mysteries are not good people. The Mother Goddess they believe in has determined their lives, creating wars and killing people - but fortunately, Ansu knows that he is also born.

It's the most interesting thing when the evil people sacrifice the evil people.

"Sacrifice the flowing flesh and blood, the gentle bones, and the tiny soul."

In Rosen's horrified eyes,

Every time Ansu passed by a person, that person's body would be swallowed up by flesh and blood, and eventually disappear into this world. One after another, the esoteric cultists, and one after another saints, all turned into the blood at Ansu's feet.

No distinction is made between friend and foe.

What Mother Goddess of Life, what Mother Goddess of Pain,

For Rosen,

The young man in front of him is the real evil god.

[The second-level esoteric cultist has been killed (25/60)]

[The first-level esoteric cultist has been killed (89/150)]

When Ansu walked up to Rosen, his whole body was covered in blood and he still had a smile on his face.

Rosen's shoulders trembled and he fell to his knees.

"Your devout followers invite you to dream——"

Ansu put his hand on Rosen's head and said the last prayer, "May you sleep peacefully tonight."

A sword wound appeared on Rosen's shoulder. This was the injury transferred from Ansu's shadow.

When this sword wound occurs,

On behalf of Rosen,

already dead.

[As soon as the mission is completed, all second-level esoteric cultists have died]

[Task 2 completed, all first-level esoteric cultists are dead]

The painful secret sect that had been raging in Seidian Town for several years was completely wiped out.

[All world invaders have died]

[Contributor: Ansu Morningstad]

[Current score, 90]

[Final mission: Assassinate the leader of the Painful Legion]