Momonosuke, Dead!

The hundred thousand sharp weapons hanging overhead blotted out the sky and sun, radiating a heart-pounding sense of oppression.

Wano Country had been closed off from the outside world for many years, leaving its people as ignorant as frogs at the bottom of a well. When had they ever witnessed such a soul-stirring spectacle?

Broad shadows fell across the samurai's faces like heavy punches, leaving them dumbstruck.

Having been lured here by promises of enormous rewards, they were regretting it so bitterly that their guts had turned green.

On the rooftop of the attic.

The Oniwabanshu, symbolizing the strongest force under General Orochi, were likewise stunned by the hundred thousand sharp weapons hanging in the air.

It was impossible to imagine how devastating the scene would be when those hundred thousand weapons came crashing down.

"Hey, hey!!! I-I have a hostage in my hands...!!!"

Orochi was so frightened that his voice warped. Trembling, he pointed at Momonosuke, who was hanging from a pole.

Several islands hovered motionless in the air, while a hundred thousand sharp weapons were arrayed like troops.

Facing such a formation, even if he had seven lives, he would have trouble withstanding it...

His overwhelming desire to survive made his mind spin rapidly.

Any method would do. His glorious life absolutely could not end here.

"Bang!"

A gunshot suddenly rang out.

The arm Orochi had pointed at Momonosuke snapped off. Blood mixed with shattered bone splattered chaotically across the tiles and stones like an artistic painting.

"Huh?!"

Orochi stared blankly at his severed arm, unable to react for a moment.

"General!!!"

The sudden turn of events instantly changed the expressions of the Oniwabanshu guarding Orochi.

They abruptly turned toward Maud, who stood atop a stone.

That shot had come from Maud.

The bullet had simply traveled at