Upon reading the letter, Suiyue rubbed his lower jaw. "For something like this to have happened... it looks like the nine of us will be convened again."

A sura king was constructing something with cut-up pieces of human bodies. In front of a cross, he was continuously assembling, disassembling, and reassembling severed limbs. "The left arm on the right, the right arm on the left, the two legs on the bottom..."

"No, no. The two legs facing straight out, the head in the very middle, the body hung up... one arm in the head's mouth?"

A piece of brutal, bloody, and crazy 'artwork' was thus finished.

The sura king glanced at his 'sculpture' and frowned. "I feel like I'm missing...