At night, the entire Golden God Temple was brightly lit.
The islands below, such as Angel Island and Shandora, were the same.
Over the years, Sky Island had gradually moved toward modernization.
It was no different from some of the bustling islands on the sea. It had all the usual entertainment and amenities.
Naturally, its nightlife was lively as well.
Because of the Richest Group, Sky Island had already changed beyond recognition in many ways. As time passed, the situation would likely get worse, though for now, the benefits outweighed the drawbacks.
"Cough, cough!"
In the Golden God Temple's main hall, Chaos and his group were having dinner. The food on the table had practically formed a small mountain, and more than twenty God Guards were still bringing in more.
Once they had eaten their fill and everyone began to slow down, Stussy coughed to signal that she had something to say.
"Boss, our business is facing serious trouble. We have to deal with it!"
"We can't put it off any longer."
Stussy's tone was calm, but there was still a hint of anger in it.
In the month or so since Golden Lion's second attack, not only had Poppy Island fallen into the hands of the Flying Pirates, but the Richest Group's Red Light District, pharmaceutical supply chain, and gambling business had all been targeted by other forces on the sea, who had either taken advantage of their plight or outright seized their assets.
Now, Enel was the only one from the Richest Group active outside. The others were nowhere to be found.
That had sent the wrong signal to certain forces. They thought that everyone in the Richest Group, from Gild Tesoro down to its various representatives, had been rendered powerless, and had begun to grow ambitious and