Akainu and the other three had fallen into the darkest hour before dawn, but for the people of Wano Country, the long night had finally passed, and daybreak had arrived.
Heavenly Thunder God: Drums of Heaven!
Boom!
Rumble!
Boom!
Crack!
An invisible web of lightning shrouded the world. With every thunderous drumbeat, swathes of pirates were blasted apart amid the lightning. It did not matter what they hid behind—earth, steel, none of it meant anything. Nothing could prolong their lives by even a second.
There were not even any screams. Every pirate caught within its range vanished in an instant, turning into wisps of green smoke without even ashes left behind, scattering into the world.
Most of Wano Country's people did not understand what had happened at first. But as the cleanup proceeded in an orderly fashion, people in Wano Country—especially in places like Kuri's ruined towns—muttered to themselves, hardly daring to believe it.
"Is it... finally over?"
This terrible nightmare.
The weapons factories Kaido had built were not humane factories. They were sweatshops. Otherwise, how could they sell weapons so cheaply and attract the World Government as such a major customer?
The enslaved civilians did not need to be paid wages. They could even be worked to death, with virtually no costs involved. Of course the weapons were cheap.
At the same time, heavily polluting factories covered the island. Their wastewater flowed into the rivers, while poisonous smoke rose into the sky, turned into rain, and seeped into the soil. Wano Country became severely polluted, vast stretches of land were saturated with toxins, and nothing could grow.
Over the past twenty years, being able to eat even a single mouthful of food had gradually become the desperate hope of all civilians outside the Flower Capital.
Kurozumi Orochi only cared