After receiving a report from his people, Life Throat set out at once.
15 minutes later.
After a brief sensation of weightlessness, Life Throat landed steadily at the Teleportation Point in Dream Island's casino district.
His vision gradually cleared.
A bustling scene beneath the night sky instantly filled his eyes.
He had designed all the buildings himself, blending architectural styles from many different races.
There were strangely shaped alien pavilions, decorations made from the coiling skeletons of sea dragons, and enormous night-blooming cereus flowers in vivid bloom... Glowing spirit plants transplanted from all over the sea areas covered the roads, weaving a carpet of light across the ground or clinging to the walls of pavilions to trace graceful patterns.
The casino district was packed with people, and alien figures could be seen everywhere.
With a thought, Life Throat rose into the air, borne aloft by telekinetic force, and flew toward the casino building at the center.
Carefully designed services awaited visitors at every turn.
Outside the casino's gates, a vast open-air stage hovered in midair. Succubus dancers unfurled their fiery wings and performed bewitching dances, drawing wave after wave of cheers from the audience below.
On the other side, a group of graceful merfolk songstresses stood on a stage made of glowing mushrooms. Their heavenly harmonies drifted through the clamor, lingering above the casino district.
Mermaid attendants in light gauzy dresses and with lovely faces carried trays as they swam through the crowd like fish. The trays held mixed drinks made by Spiritual Chef players whom he had paid to take up residence in the casino. The drinks were free for guests.
Inside the casino building, everything was magnificent and opulent.
The crowds were even thicker here.
Most were merchants who had come to Dream Island for interregional trade. After