Every cultist in the underground chamber began worshipping fervently, their faces twisting into ever more extreme, cruel smiles.
Just as humanity would never truly unite.
No matter the era, there would always be countless people seduced by that great power, tentatively reaching out to it, setting themselves apart from others of their own kind, and praying for privileges that would let them stand above everyone else.
As for what would become of the land beneath their feet, no one cared.
"It seems we've connected! The other side seems to be responding!"
Their feverish gazes instantly converged on the Magic Array. What terrifying weapons would their lord bestow upon them? The mere thought made their entire bodies tremble with uncontrollable excitement.
Gurgle, gurgle-
Blood and filth slowly submerged the entire Magic Array. All the cultists stepped back, awaiting the revelation from Hell.
The Magic Array slowly began to operate, its light gradually intensifying. The screams and wails of countless Evil Spirits from Hell seemed to ring in their ears. Under their feverish gazes, a pitch-black rift slowly opened at the very center of the Magic Array.
That was the gateway to Hell!
Even the utterly cold, dark aura escaping through that tiny opening made them all breathe faster, filling them with an irresistible urge to prostrate themselves in worship.
The great Flesh Dominator!
The sovereign Flesh God Cult!
The gift of our lord!
It made them want to sing hymns, praising those forms of flesh and filth from Hell, as though they walked alongside devils.
Crack-
The rift instantly widened again. A savage, bloody aura swept through the entire underground chamber. Through the darkness, they could even faintly make out the raging flames on the other side, in Hell.
Everyone stared eagerly. Some cultists could no longer contain themselves and stood