A few more days passed.
That day, a Portal suddenly appeared in the island's temporary square. A large crowd poured out, all wearing eyepatches, exuding an intangible air of toughness-a distinctive bearing born of confidence from deep within.
As for who they were, that became clear after the first few emerged. They were all Archbishops of the One-Eye Cult.
Their leader was a fat man with a fierce-looking face, fatter and considerably stockier than before. He was none other than Ma Dabao, the One-Eye Cult's Deputy Cult Leader, who had not shown his face in a long time.
His face and body still bore many blistered burn scars, making him look even fiercer.
During the battle against the Fang Leviathan, he had been busy rescuing his compatriots deep within the Sea of Miracles, so he had missed that battle and only now returned.
His return also signaled that there were no longer any One-Eye Cult Archbishops in the Sea of Miracles. Even if any remained, they were heretics who had betrayed the cult and changed their faith.
"So they really did move everything onto the island."
"Looks like the news about the One-Eye Grand Church being destroyed was true. Damn it, the main problem was that I wasn't there. Otherwise, I'd have taken a few more photos for the memories, at the very least."
"They're not going to hold a fundraiser for the reconstruction, are they?"
"What are you worried about? You barely have any money in your pockets anyway."
"Good point."
"..."
The One-Eye Cult members who had been away for so long were all talking. It felt as though they had arrived on a new island, full of novelty. It was just a little run-down, and even the ground was uneven, though one could also call it a