Dim sunlight filtered through the glass window.
Meanwhile, another meeting was underway.
In the darkness, dozens of cold eyes glimmered faintly as they watched and assessed one another, their gazes wary and cautious.
The atmosphere was gloomy and oppressive.
Everyone present was a Naraku World invader sent by the Cult of Suffering. Their goal was to kill all the saints and seize ownership of all the World Fragments in this world.
They had all been matched with new identities best suited to them, scattered and hidden among different classes like venomous snakes lurking in the shadows.
They were all elites among elites.
Only members of the same squad could see one another's true identities.
So this was the invaders' first meeting.
They were both companions and rivals. Within the Cult of Suffering, no one besides one's teammates was trustworthy, so their gazes were filled with vigilance.
After all, the Naraku World's resources were limited. Whoever could seize more resources and earn greater merit would have to compete for them.
Amid the deathly silence, a hoarse deep voice rang out.
"Six people are missing. Only forty have arrived."
One squad had already disappeared.
The speaker was a man with a ferocious, terrifying face, wrapped in a dark hood. His gaze was as gloomy as a falcon's. He appeared to be just a minor figure, yet none of the Esoteric Cultists around him dared make a sound.
This man had already introduced his true identity.
Ashur Hughes, now known as the Serpent of Suffering.
He was the Soldier Captain of the Cult of Suffering's Third Squad and, at the same time, the class monitor of Class Two in this world. He had slaughtered countless people and craved bloodshed. In the outside world, he was famous for both his brutality and his cunning,