"D-Do you agree?"
As the colossal figure that had towered over them vanished, Kurozumi Orochi and the others swallowed nervously.
After making absolutely sure the woman had left, they all collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.
That had been close.
They'd nearly been done for.
The feeling of having their lives dance on the edge of a blade had been utterly terrifying.
But thrilling, too.
Kurozumi Orochi couldn't handle that kind of excitement. A few more scares like that and he'd probably have a heart attack.
"So this is the Richest Group? Even some minor executive has the power to destroy islands and countries!"
The group stood atop a skyscraper and looked out over the Flower Capital, basking in endless sunshine. Beyond the city, however, darkness stretched as far as the eye could see, with lightning striking now and then.
For the next twenty years, Wano Country would remain in this state.
Seen from the outside, Wano Country would look like a work of divine craftsmanship, a sight both visually stunning and utterly awe-inspiring.
The entire island was shrouded beneath a canopy of thunderclouds, which swirled like a galaxy. Only a hollow at the very center let a shaft of sunlight through. It was hard to believe such a sight had been created by human hands.
"How terrifying!"
"But we succeeded."
"From now on, Wano Country will be under our rule. Hahaha!"
After their initial relief, Kurozumi Orochi and the others laughed without restraint.
Whether coerced or willing, they had all become associated with the Richest Group, whose backing was far greater than that of the Beasts Pirates. As long as they kept the Richest Group happy, their positions would be unassailable.
"Now isn't the time to celebrate. We should tell the whole country that we saved Wano Country,