The next day, off the coast of Wano Country.
After ransacking Wano Country, the Beasts Pirates withdrew from the island, leaving devastation behind.
Werther paid little attention to what the pirates had taken. He doubted Wano Country had anything valuable anyway; it was a poor nation.
"We should be far enough away. Detonate the explosives."
Tillman gauged the distance by eye. Once he was sure they were safe, he ordered the sniper beside him to set off the explosives.
The Beasts Pirates lacked the technology to detonate them by remote control, but they could shoot them from a distance.
Bang! A crisp gunshot rang out, and a round lead bullet flew toward Wano Country.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosions erupted across Wano Country, one after another.
Flames shot skyward, and smoke from the blasts nearly blotted out the sky above Wano Country.
Sinking an island with explosives sounded absurd, but with enough money, it was entirely possible.
Werther had planted roughly three hundred million Beli worth of explosives across the island.
That figure was the cost of the raw materials, not the purchase price of the explosives. They had all been made at Weapons Factories under Werther's control.
The Donquixote Family handled most of the Arms trade in the New World now. It had no competitors left; they had all been thrown into the sea to feed the fish.
Werther owned half of the Donquixote Family's Weapons Factories. He, Kaido, and Doffy split the factories they operated in partnership with Kaido equally.
Doffy willingly shared his Arms profits with Werther because Werther's strength kept many of his enemies at bay.
Enemies like Red-Haired and Big Mom—even Kaido.
Everyone in the New World knew how ruthless the Thunder Swordsman Werther could be. Blackbeard's bitter lesson was still fresh in their minds.
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