With the fall of Four Emperor Kaido and the capture of Kurozumi Orochi, the Wano Country meat grinder that had churned out suffering for twenty years finally began to slowly come to a halt. However, the collapse of a massive force and the rebuilding of an ancient nation were often accompanied by long and tedious cleanup work.
Kuri, Kibi, Udon... The rebel samurai and pirate alliance from every region began hunting down the remaining Beasts Pirates across the country. Yet during this complete purge, a force once regarded as an "uncertain factor" ended up rendering a great service through a strange twist of fate.
Off the coast of Kuri, along a shoreline shrouded in thick fog.
"What the hell is going on?! Why were such terrifying explosions coming from Onigashima? Even all news from Orochi Castle has been cut off!"
Jack the Drought, the Beasts Pirates' last remaining All-Star, wore a dark expression beneath his ivory mask as he led several hundred elite pirates onto Kuri's soil. A few days ago, he had been ordered to search the outer seas for resistance forces. Yet the moment he returned, he found Onigashima's harbor devastated and Beasts Pirates flags scattering through the sky.
Before Jack could make sense of the situation, a hulking idiot as massive as a mountain of flesh was squatting on the barren rocky shore ahead, noisily chewing on a roasted sweet potato he had no idea where he had swiped.
Perched on the idiot's shoulder, Miss Bakkin, with her blond hair and wrinkled face, darted her shrewd little eyes around.
"Hm? Jack the Drought of the Beasts Pirates? That big dumb elephant with a bounty of one billion Beli?"
The instant Bakkin saw Jack, her eyes behind her sunglasses lit up like two searchlights at full power. She