To be honest, when Zephyr decided to blow up the New World, he had imagined many possible outcomes...
For example, he might quietly die at the hands of the Roots, vanishing without so much as a ripple across the sea.
Or someone might stop him, and he would die at the hands of some Marine or pirate, bringing his life to an end.
He might even truly succeed, destroy the New World, and then... be buried in that legendary natural disaster, disappearing along with the New World.
But.
This scene.
He truly had never, ever expected it~
He had suddenly been rescued by the Land of Grass.
And then.
The King of the Land of Grass shouted that he wanted to do it with him!
And that expression.
That tone.
Those movements.
Why did this guy look even more excited than he was?
Of course~
That was not even the worst part. What was worse was...
Zephyr painfully shifted his gaze from the King of the Land of Grass on his left, who was asking whether to blow it up, to Sengoku on his other side, wearing a seagull cap and that familiar cloak of justice, his eyes filled with mixed emotions.
That was right.
For some reason, Sengoku had also arrived at the island with a Marine force at precisely the moment they set foot on it.
At that moment, he...
On the left...
The King of the Land of Grass and the people of the Land of Grass behind him held up the DYNA Rock Zephyr had specially prepared to destroy the Endpoint and shouted at him.
"Are we blowing it up?"
"Mr. Zephyr, are we blowing it up?"
"Blow it up! If we don't, it won't be enough to vent our anger! We have to blow it