"Should I use it?"
World weighed the thought. It was his trump card: Dyna Stone, a weapon comparable to an Ancient Weapon. He had four pieces. Three were hidden away, and one was aboard the ship.
But no matter how he looked at it, it was a terrifying weapon that could kill them all. He might be the only one aboard who survived.
Lost in thought, he failed to notice two officers drawing closer behind him. Or rather, he had never thought to guard against them.
"Finger Pistol!"
One officer struck from directly behind World.
At such close range, World had no time to react. The attack punched straight through his back.
At the same moment, the pirate holding a long blade slashed him across the back.
Without Haki to protect him, World suffered two devastating blows at once.
"Hoyama! Briso! What are you doing?"
The sudden turn stunned everyone. Two trusted comrades, officers of the crew, had attacked their own captain.
"Heh. I was never one of you."
An eerie smile spread across Hoyama's face.
Briso looked at World's swaying figure with a contemptuous smile and spat on the ground.
"Pah! I'm not dying with this fool."
He turned to Hoyama. "The World Government had better keep its word. You promised to get me out of here."
"Of course. You can trust the government's word," Hoyama said with a smile. Inwardly, he sneered. What an idiot. As if the World Government would let someone who knew the truth go.
The others understood now: one was a World Government spy, the other a traitor who had been turned.
Sengoku and the Black Dragon were drawing ever closer.
World did not know whether the drug had been on a hand or the blade, but strength was draining from his body. Fierce