"Shandia's guerrilla forces are down to eighty-three men, and the God Soldier Squad has only thirty-four left. Who knows how many will be left after tonight?"
Enel plucked a small bunch of grapes from the fruit platter beside him and tossed them into his mouth. He spoke indistinctly as he chewed. "Well~, let's set a goal. Fifty."
"By tomorrow, I'll leave only fifty people on this island!" Enel slowly rose from the throne. Lightning began to crackle over him, thin blue snakes slithering across his body.
The next moment, he transformed into a raging storm of lightning, like a mass of condensed blue liquid crackling with electricity. In the blink of an eye, he vanished from the spot and shot skyward at incredible speed.
At dusk, deep in God Land...
The Merry rested safely on the altar, which stood at the center of a lake. Sky Island sharks drifted across the water.
Towering trees crowded the surrounding area, their shadows overlapping. Every so often, a God Soldier or guerrilla fighter would burst from the dark woods and attack.
Unfortunately, none of them could make it across the lake before being knocked down. Before long, nobody came to bother them anymore.
"I never expected you to be the previous God."
Under a large tree not far from the altar, the group sat in a circle. Mage Undead casually conjured a flame and lit the pile of firewood in the middle.
Gan Fall explained how, ever since God Land had been carried up to Sky Island, the people of Sky Island and the Shandia had been locked in a continuous war for four hundred years.
"But according to what you've told us, it was the people of Sky Island who took the Shandia's land, right?"
Nami couldn't help speaking up. Based