Dawn broke.
As the first rays of light crept above the horizon, everything seemed to bloom anew, reaching a fever pitch. Countless eyes, both hidden and in plain sight, watched Poppy Island.
Yesterday, all the Richest Group's representatives had returned.
Everyone could feel the oppressive atmosphere in the air.
A new storm had arrived!
Especially when a grand, majestic, and imposing BGM began to play. The splendor of a flourishing world, the confidence to watch the world rise and fall, to steer the course of events, and to reward obedience while condemning defiance could not be concealed.
It was Memory of the Forbidden City.
Ding-a-ling!
Clang, clang, clang!!!
Shakyamuni, Goddess of the Heavens, the angels, and the fairies, who had been standing motionless with their eyes closed, all opened their eyes. Then they exploded into clusters of roses, tulips, and other blossoms, which converged to form a golden floral avenue stretching across the sky.
Figures wreathed in golden light shot upward and landed on it.
From their blurred silhouettes, one could make out Gild Tesoro, the Sun King, the Tsar, the Dancing Queen, the Thunder God, the Tyrant, the Okama King, the newly joined Queen of Luck, and a little kid.
The golden floral avenue flowed like a mighty river, quickly vanishing into the distance.
"What's going on?"
"Is Gild Tesoro really going to rescue the Appearance Representative, Queen of Joy, with only a few of the others?"
"Are you kidding? The Flying Pirates are packed with powerful fighters, and Gild Tesoro is arrogant enough to bring only a few representatives?"
The many spies and pirates on Poppy Island couldn't believe it.
They had assumed the Richest Group would gather thousands of subordinates from Poppy Island, but they hadn't brought a single one. They'd brought only a few representatives.
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