"What the hell happened?! What are Shiki and John doing?!"
Linlin, whose constitution was far beyond that of ordinary people, was the first to recover from the blast's effects. Looking at the mushroom cloud rising into the sky, she could not help but curse aloud.
"Ugh... What was that explosion just now?"
Kaido shook his head and came to his senses as well. The sudden explosion had truly caught him off guard.
"Should we go take a look, Mr. Kaido?"
It was King who spoke. He appeared to be unharmed as well.
The Lunarian Tribe's exceptional adaptability to harsh environments made him appear far more composed amid the blast's aftermath than Katakuri, who was not far away.
"Go! Of course we're going!"
The one who answered was not Kaido, but Ochoku, whose teeth were clenched in rage.
By now, he had already regarded this island as his own territory.
Thinking of the shops and streets on the island that brought in substantial monthly income, now reduced to an unrecognizable ruin, he had no idea how much time and effort reconstruction would take—or how much money he would lose during that time...
This usually stern great pirate was gritting his teeth in heartache.
Ochoku looked up. Aside from a small remnant of the iconic skull-shaped building at its center, Hachinosu Island no longer had a single house left standing. Even the traces of their original foundations had vanished.
If Shiki had not wrapped the Dyna Stone in seawater at the last moment, the island would probably have sunk beneath the waves by now.
Ochoku took the lead, carrying his greatsword as he headed toward the site of the explosion.
Kaido likewise motioned for King to follow. He was also extremely curious about what had happened over there.
The explosion just now