Hatred Severed by Force, Neptune's Frustration

Fish-Man Street.

A deathly silence blanketed the most chaotic area of Fish-Man Island.

Pair after pair of vacant eyes stared fixedly at the massive crater in the middle of the street. Inside it, Hody Jones's body was folded backward like a rag doll in a way that completely defied anatomy. Every bone in his body had been shattered, his flesh was mangled, and not the slightest trace of life remained.

The residents of Fish-Man Street and Hody's men alike seemed starved of oxygen, their minds falling into a prolonged state of numbness and blankness.

Were they dreaming?

Brother Hody, the man who ruled Fish-Man Street with an iron fist, the powerful man they revered as the "savior of the Fish-Man Tribe," had died just like that?

While Dawn had gone to Ryugu Palace for secret talks, the girls who had come with him had not been idle in the slightest.

Having narrowly escaped Neptune's Army, Hody Jones had barely returned to Fish-Man Street before Yamato caught him red-handed.

After hearing Dawn describe how these people were consumed by extreme hatred, Yamato, who already despised evil, had immediately taken an interest.

She eagerly changed into the deep-sea diving suit Dawn had specially made for her, shattered every bone in Hody Jones's body with one punch, then dragged his corpse to Fish-Man Street. She wanted to smash this group's faith to pieces in front of all their followers.

She had never held the slightest goodwill toward creatures born evil like them.

"Brother Hody!!"

A shrill roar shattered the dead silence. Daruma, the small cigar shark Fish-Man, had bloodshot eyes as savage madness erupted from his gaze. He suddenly lowered his head, and his mouthful of sharp fangs easily bit through the hard ground with a series of crunches. He burrowed underground and