Sakiri lay on the ground, unable to rise, blood still spilling from his mouth.
The captain of the Dokiman Island Devils pirate crew glared at Horton in the sky, his eyes filled with defiance and regret.
He could not accept dying like this. He still had grand ambitions.
He regretted letting his first mate provoke the man, never imagining it would bring utter ruin upon him.
So...
Was this Old John's scheme?
Had that bastard brought this harmless-looking but terrifying man along just to lure me in?
Before he died, Sakiri could not help thinking of Bloody John.
The captain of the Dokiman Island Devils pirate crew believed this was Bloody John's scheme.
In reality, however...
The moment the dark clouds appeared and thunder roared, the old captain had scrambled into his shelter.
It was a shelter designed specifically to protect against the Count of South Los!
It could effectively disperse the power of lightning!
They might have been nothing more than a few lightning rods, but they were genuine lifesavers!
Every pirate who roamed the coastal waters knew that, unless they wanted to be struck by lightning out of nowhere, they needed to build a shelter equipped with effective lightning rods.
Coconut Island was naturally no exception.
In fact, Old John had added numerous conductive fixtures for extra safety.
The pirates in Coconut Island's harbor had all fled.
Arthur controlled the [General Puppet] to cut off Sakiri's head, then put another wind arrow through each side of his chest before finally descending.
Of course, he did not actually approach the body.
Instead, he used the power of the Storm to search Sakiri's corpse.
It was somewhat similar to [Hand of the Void], but could probe deeper, because...
Wind could get into every nook and cranny!
Soon, Arthur found a