One of the cultists said quietly, "My god, we will speed up our efforts as soon as possible."
"According to the ancient records of the Hidden Cultivation Society, a massive flesh uprising occurred in this world over two thousand years ago. The descriptions and information strongly correlate with what we know about the Old Days Deity who escaped Hell, the one we are searching for."
"At the time, a god from the Outer Cosmos did indeed appear in this world. Based on their characteristics, they may well have been a twelve-winged angel from the Holy World, seemingly connected in some way to that Origin in Dark Night City. The Hidden Cultivation Society's internal records indicate that the angel apparently disappeared while dealing with that calamity, and has remained missing ever since."
"All of this is top-secret information. Had we not hunted down that First Apostle, our progress would probably have been delayed even further."
It had indeed been an exceptionally difficult hunt.
They had spent decades preparing for it.
Only recently, after the Flesh God Cult brought down even greater power, had they found an opportunity to lure the target into a trap.
And the results had been remarkable.
Without this outstanding vessel, their god could not possibly have sent down his projection at this time. Only a body this powerful could contain even the bare minimum of their god's power.
The First Apostle slowly took a sip of wine and said:
"Send word to our cultists around the globe. Accelerate the deployment of the parasite beasts. Within one week at the latest, I want to see my army walking the earth."
"Yes! We obey your command!"
The three Flesh Cultists prostrated themselves in respect.
One cultist raised his head slightly, looking at the scene above Shu Capital displayed on