Momonosuke Must Die!

Through the information Kanjuro had left behind, Kurozumi Orochi knew that Momonosuke and the others had traveled through time from twenty years ago.

Though it was hard to believe, that was the truth.

Orochi stretched out his neck and coiled it beneath the palanquin, coldly watching Momonosuke sway back and forth, dangling from a rope beneath it.

His age, appearance, voice, personality...

Everything was exactly the same as it had been twenty years ago.

"Such an unbelievable ability actually exists in this world."

Orochi coldly watched Momonosuke, who had traveled through time from twenty years ago.

There were many strange people and bizarre events on the open sea.

It was nothing unusual in the New World.

But to Wano Country, which had closed itself off and remained cut off from information, some existences seemed like fanciful myths.

Orochi's gaze swept across Momonosuke's bloodstained face.

Even now, he was still secretly shaken.

If he had not witnessed it with his own eyes, he truly would not have been able to accept the contents of the information Kanjuro had secretly left for him, at least not for a while.

When he first heard of such a thing, it had seemed utterly absurd.

But with the truth right before his eyes, he had no choice but to believe it.

Orochi's face was rigid, and a cold killing intent quietly brewed between his narrow, beady eyes.

No matter what...

This time, he would make the Kozuki Clan disappear completely.

And he would make sure they disappeared thoroughly, without leaving behind a single trace.

Staring at the storm in the distance, Orochi clenched his fist. His slightly elongated fingernails dug deeply into his flesh.

After returning, aside from borrowing Kaido's power to take revenge on the floating island that had destroyed his mansion, he also