Lynn thought for a moment, then asked, "What about the Flesh God Cult?"
The Bound Angel looked him up and down. "Extreme flesh supremacy, extreme chaos, and an obsession with enhancing and modifying flesh. They also worship many evil gods. The greatest of them is the [Flesh Dominator] you mentioned."
Unlike the Mechanical Church's hive mind and extreme adherence to order,
the Flesh God Cult was divided into numerous factions. Virtually every Root-Level entity in the domain of flesh had a vast following of fanatics.
They likewise regarded the Mechanical Church as their mortal enemy.
The kind of Until Death they would fight to the death.
A scene of the two sides meeting immediately sprang into Lynn's mind.
Mechanical Church: "What the hell are you looking at?"
Flesh God Cult: "You! Got a problem with that?"
Mechanical Church: "Try looking at me again!"
Flesh God Cult: "Try me!"
Then both sides would launch into a furious, all-out fight to the death.
Lynn shook his head, quickly banishing those ridiculous images from his mind, and asked with wide eyes:
"The kind who don't give a damn about living or dying and start swinging the moment they meet?"
The Bound Angel swallowed. "More or less."
"So I know what you're thinking. You want to find out the Flesh Dominator's location from me, then have that bastard Titan wipe out the whole lot, don't you?"
She glanced at Lynn.
Lynn chuckled and pressed his palms together. (*￣︶￣) "Of course not! You really know how to joke, Matriarch. How could I, Lynn, be that wicked? Naturally, I'd have my big brother persuade him to be good. Why would we wipe anyone out?"
The Bound Angel rolled her eyes ever so slightly. "If that's really what you're thinking, I suggest you give it up. First,