The Lust Cult woman nodded, then walked toward the depths of the cave.
On both sides of the long corridor, hundreds of Cultists were engaged in the most primitive of exercises.
As she passed, the woman noted down the believers who had something special about them, planning to enjoy them after this sacrifice was complete.
When she arrived in the hall, she glanced at the other six, then went to the first seat on the right and sat down.
The next moment, the man seated in the main seat opened his eyes. After casting the woman a glance, he said in a deep voice, "The Famine Cult's nearby strongholds have been wiped out."
When his words fell, the six of them reacted differently—some with disdain, some with surprise, and some with indifference.
"One of our own betrayed them."
"Hm?"
Hearing the latter half, a burly bald man shot to his feet, finding it hard to believe. "How is that possible?"
The other five were not much better. If the Famine Cult was wiped out, they would only be happy, but if it had anything to do with their Lust Cult, then the trouble would be enormous.
The Famine Cult on the Xenops Subcontinent had five Legendaries, while their Lust Cult did not have a single Legendary.
"Then what should we do now?" The woman seated in the first seat on the right was no longer calm either. She looked toward the archbishop in the main seat and asked in a deep voice.
The others likewise looked toward the archbishop, waiting for his decision.
If there was no feasible solution, they would have to break into smaller groups, go into hiding for several hundred years, and only gather again after this storm had completely passed.
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