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The other end of Skull Island.
BOOM!
The deafening roar and the island-wide commotion had barely diminished by the time they reached this place.
Hearing it, Otto Gunther and the others, who had been staying in the ship's cabin, all came out. But then their expressions shifted in unison; they shook their heads and ducked back inside.
Meanwhile, the five anti-whale players who had set up a small tent on the beach and made it their home were utterly dumbfounded. They stared blankly in the direction of the sound, their gazes seeming capable of piercing the deep night and dense jungle.
Gulp~
Four consecutive gulps echoed out.
"Merchant didn't actually go over there and throw a nuke, did he..."
"Can't mess with him, can't mess with him. He's downright cra—cough cough, a handsome man as wild as the wind."
This time, no one mocked Kratos for acting like a bootlicker. Instead, they nodded solemnly, deeply agreeing. "Boss is wise."
At the island's southernmost point, where the native settlement had once stood.
As the smoke dispersed and the dust settled, all that remained was devastation.
The native city had stood at the edge of Skull Island, with a deep chasm running through its center. After suffering the violent impact, the entire city had broken away from the island, shattering into pieces and being hurled far out to sea. Massive fragments had already sunk to the ocean floor, leaving only a thin layer of light debris floating on the surface.
The cliff face still attached to Skull Island's main body had also been more than half swallowed by the surging seawater. Scattered ruined walls and several corpses flung out by the shockwave lay strewn across it. With a setting sun and scavenging birds and beasts, it would have made for