Lord Demon, Dinner is Ready

I became a cultist who worships an evil god. …In a world where the evil god's authority has fallen to rock bottom, having been pushed out by the good gods. An era of harmony, where cultists are no longer objects of ostracism. The city of harmony, Platica, where labyrinths lurk everywhere. To live here, conducting explorations while chatting cheerfully, one must perform human sacrifices. 【Why did you bring the head without detaching it!】 【He was too ugly? Please bring me a more handsome one.】 【Th-this seems a little undercooked….】 But aren't you all being too picky?