The sun was setting.
Against the crimson glow on the horizon, three transparent paw-shaped bubbles tore through the clouds with a sharp whoosh and slammed toward the Golden Plaza on God Island, accompanied by anguished wails.
"I'm finally back!"
Seeing the familiar sea of clouds and the familiar Golden God Temple, Baccarat couldn't stop tears of joy from streaming down her face.
At that moment, Chaos and the others were preparing to eat dinner inside the Golden God Temple.
Baccarat and the others had returned at just the right time.
Crash! Crash! Crash!!!
The golden floor caved in, but Baccarat and Bonis didn't even cry out in pain. They scrambled to their feet at once and shot toward the Golden God Temple, brimming with killing intent and fury.
"Well, well~"
"Long time no see!"
"You look a little worse for wear!"
"You've turned into savages."
Ivankov and the others sat around the dining table, watching the golden doors fly open after being kicked in. Baccarat and Bonis were dressed in rags, their hair a mess. You'd think they'd just fled some disaster.
They looked absolutely miserable.
"You bunch of bastards."
Baccarat gritted her teeth, but she didn't even have the energy to argue with them.
Her gaze went straight to the delicious-looking dinner on the table, and she pounced on it like a hungry tiger, stuffing herself and drinking heavily.
She didn't act like a guest at all.
"Not bad. You've gotten a lot stronger!"
Seated at the head of the table, Chaos cut his steak at an unhurried pace. He could sense that Baccarat and Bonis had grown not only stronger, but more refined as well. It seemed the two of them hadn't slacked off over the past four months.
They'd barely met his expectations.
As long as they