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

Since Ansu took over as the commander-in-chief and asked Liszt and Arthur to take charge of patrol security, they worked hard and worked hard. In just three days,

The number of missing believers has dropped significantly.

The believers actively cooperated, reporting their itineraries every day, releasing them in designated areas, and strictly following the timetable process.

been effectively managed.

The suspenseful hearts of the esoteric cultists also slowly dropped.

Everyone's evaluation of Ansu is getting higher and higher - or in other words, Captain Sharp believes Ansu Morningstar is the Chosen God of Pain and the one who guides them;

Likewise, they also believe that with their bond and friendship with each other, they will eventually overcome the terrible curse and usher in a new future.

Suddenly, the prestige of the three Ansu people reached its peak among the believers.

By the fourth day, very few esoteric believers were missing.

As the saying goes, things must turn to the extreme, and there are also many arrogant esoteric believers who have opinions on Ansu:

"Why should he lead us?"

“It’s just good luck.”

Wait for the remarks.

On the fifth day, Ansu led Liszt, and Arthur offered to resign.

He said that he was unwilling to control everyone's behavior, let alone the thoughts of his companions. He just wanted to be an ordinary believer - Ansu acted very sincerely.

Just at this time, seeing that the situation was getting better, some esoteric believers were unwilling to accept Ansu's control. Born free, they canceled the collective control plan. The first few days after the cancellation were fine, but on the third day, The situation immediately began to counterattack.

【Kill (40/60)】

【Kill(39/60)】

In just two days, five esoteric cultists disappeared.

The esoteric cultists once again fell into a life of constant fear. Every time they took action, they were timid. Often, some cultists did not dare to go out and only dared to deal with the problem in the school. Some even violated the school rules and had their limbs cut off.

At this time, the believers began to think of Ansu's good fortune again.

The believers who had stopped at the brink invited Ansu to come out again. The opponents all knelt down at the door of the dormitory of the three of him, and Cheng Men stood in the snow and invited them to come back;

"Master Ansu, except for you, none of us will accept it!"

The three fanatical factions have now swept through most of the cadre school, the pain and pleasure alphabet faction, the naked Nantong excitement faction, and the pee-holding shame and sultry faction. Believers of each faction cheered on the floor.

"General Arthur, we love you dearly!"

"Your Majesty Liszt, please lead us to pee again!"

Ansu shied away in every possible way, and then he showed that he was listening to the people's voice.

It was at this time that Ansu issued the famous "Declaration of Liberation and Freedom."

On the Wuyangyang podium, in just fifteen minutes, Ansu came to the stage in military uniform. His back was straight, his blue eyes seemed to be shining, and every move he made was attractive. The surrounding Tantric cultists were silent, holding their breath and not daring to speak loudly.

"In fourteen days, we sacrificed fifteen brothers," Ansu's voice was low and magnetic. "In the last two days, the number has reached five, exceeding the total of the previous week - this is shocking. ”

"Obviously, we failed in this battle with the enemy."

For a moment, all the believers in the playground were silent.

Only they themselves know best the suffering they have endured in the past two weeks.

The senior officials of the Tantric Cult are aloof and do not regard them as human beings, and even hope that they will suffer as much as possible;

No one can understand them.

"It is regrettable,"

Ansu said slowly, with deep sadness in his low voice, and his eyes seemed to be shining with tears.

"We don't know who the enemy is, we don't know where the enemy comes from. He may be a curse, he may be an undercover agent of the Orthodox Church. He is despicable and cunning,"

But Ansu's eyes passed between each believer and looked at each believer. He paused, and his slightly compassionate eyes gradually became firm.

"Despite this, we will never surrender, we will never surrender,"

"We will unleash it to the end!"

Ansu's tone instantly became passionate, his voice became more frustrated, and his body movements became more powerful. He waved his left hand,

"We want to release with rising desire and gushing power!"

"We want to release him in the mountains and forests!"

"We're going to release it on Seidian!"

"We will release in the fields and streets, we will release in the mountains, and we will never surrender!"

The esoteric cultists in the audience listened to Ansu's impassioned speech. Although the content of the speech was very weird, they, who had been brought into the mood, also cheered crazily. They raised their arms high and let the primitive An impulse rushes through the brain.

"When necessary, fight a protracted war." Ansu quickly walked to the front of the podium and continued his passionate speech, "When necessary, fight alone!"

If necessary, play the long game—hold it in as hard as you can.

When necessary, fight alone - hold it in as hard as you can.

"I have a dream, that is for all of us, first-order believers and second-order believers,"

Ansu's tone even gradually turned lyrical, with tears in his eyes, "All the children of the Mother Goddess of Pain can be released together as brothers and sisters under the sunshine of Naraku!"

We were sacrificed to him together as brothers and sisters!

After Ansu finished his last sentence, he stopped speaking.

He lowered his head and fell into a long silence. Only the ethereal bell rang - this was the bell that signaled the end of free activities. When the bell rang, all the believers would return to their dormitories and return to their dormitories. In that never-ending torture.

And this is reality.

Their tragic and poignant reality.

Deathly silence enveloped the playground, and everyone fell into a long silence.

[Did you attract the attention of the Mother Goddess of Pain?]

Ansu's ears suddenly heard the unbearable voice of the astral messenger,

Everyone could feel that the great and vast sight dropped down, with indescribable terror, and even some kind nostalgia, landing on Ansu's silent and quiet back.

Applause suddenly broke out.

At first it was just scattered applause, but eventually it grew more and more, and gradually gathered into thunder. The esoteric cultists cheered wildly and shouted in unison, "For freedom, we will never surrender! We will release it to the end!"

"Ansu, God's Chosen!"

"Ansu, God's Chosen!"

"Ansu, God's Chosen!"

Never surrender!

The future Ansu described was so beautiful that it was enough to make them fly into the flames.

With the gaze of the Mother Goddess of Pain,

He brainwashed the esoteric cultists with a backhand.

In the background, Liszt and Arthur burst into tears when they heard that. They did not expect that Boss Anzu was so great. They were so excited that they even thought about contributing to the great cause of the Painful Secret Cult.

Ansu quickly walked down the stage, took off his hat first, and ordered to Liszt and Arthur,

"Intensify!"

"Organize the Guards."

"Everyone who opposes us has now become a righteous Orthodox Christian,"

Ansu had a calm smile on his face, "Anyone who has any objections will be labeled as an undercover agent sent by the Holy See, and then dragged to the back of the mountain and handed over to me to deal with!"

"The population of Tantric cultists is really too large." The young man's smile was clean and simple.

Arthur and Liszt: "?"