One Piece: Buggy the Clown from Arkham

A long-term dark environment will indeed continue to wear away people's rationality.

Except for the Joker.

Although his head was locked in a narrow box, with soft red satin pressed against both sides of his cheeks, there was no trace of light.

This is definitely unbearable claustrophobia for ordinary people.

But Bucky's mental state was not affected at all.

In other words, this level cannot affect his mental state, after all, he even divided himself into tens of thousands.

There is no feeling of loneliness at all.

Still noisy.

"Ta-ta-ta"

He whispered from time to time, followed by a snicker, and his head swayed with the shaking of the box.

Without relying on other limbs, he can also detect changes in the outside world simply by relying on his sense of sight and color.

And the blind man.

The blind man who was supposed to stand out soon and be promoted to general as an exception, Fujitora smiled.

Now it's just a smile.

Fujitora has the same title as Akainu and Aokiji, and is exclusive to the rank of alternate general and general.

Usually color plus animal.

We should be arriving at the port now.

Bucky also heard the news reported by the soldiers in front.

Through seeing and hearing colors, he can also perceive specific numbers of people, that is, breath and emotions.

Taking off one's own head and locking it in a closed box seems to be particularly effective in training one's own domineering power.

After abandoning the perception of the eyes, the perception of color, which is close to the sixth sense, becomes more acute.

It was also in this environment that Yixiao cultivated the Haki of Seeing and Hearing to the point where he could sense meteorites from outer space, right?

Bucky seemed to have discovered a new world.

Actively expand your knowledge and knowledge.

There was a circle of people around him, twenty... twenty-three to be precise, they should all be officers.

Bucky sensed their hearts, and at the same time he was frightened and pretended to be calm as a little leader.

The figure is a little swaying.

Including myself, I can feel this shaking in the box.

That should be boarding the warship.

The sea around the G1 base has waves surging from time to time.

There are two other people whose emotions are more special.

One is as green as the rocks in the mountains, and the breath is longer, and the other has a darker breath, but the emotional expression is gloomy.

The emotions he perceives through seeing, hearing, and color seem to be the same as the emotional light clusters he sees in the spiritual world...

interesting.

I have been exploring demons during this period, and I have almost forgotten the system of Haki.

It's a pity that I can't hear other people's voices, and I can't predict the future...

Well, I don’t know if this prediction of the future is reliable or not. It was full of pressure on Ka Er, but after Luffy realized it, he only felt pressure for a short while.

I would still get beaten if I changed to another island.

Have a chance to study it.

Bucky's thoughts wandered for a while, and he heard a series of noisy sounds coming from the outside world.

"The order from this headquarters is very clear, Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel, I don't understand why you are unwilling to execute it."

The voice was cold, and it should be Brigadier General Kibin. Bucky had no impression of this person.

"I have said it many times, this is my town, and as long as there is still a chance, I will never abandon this town!"

This was the voice of Flying Squirrel, cold and firm at the same time, and Bucky could feel his emotions beating slightly.

There were two others who were also jumping.

T Capone and Yixiao, both of them felt a bit of appreciation in their hearts. They also tended to the people and were dissatisfied with the orders of the headquarters, but overall they approved of it.

Recognize Flying Squirrel as the base commander.

They are all comparative people.

"But compared to someone like the Joker who has committed heinous crimes?"

"You must have remembered how many sailors were killed or committed suicide under the clown's bewitchment, right?"

"Killing the Joker will not only give an account to the world government, but also eliminate a major evil in the world."

"This is also what comes from the top of the world government. Lieutenant General, please don't make a mistake, and don't sacrifice our lives together."

Kibin's tone did not waver in the slightest. Education in the CP organization has always been that the mission is greater than the people.

The Brigadier and the Flying Squirrel seemed to have a great disagreement.

In his sensory perception, Bucky could clearly sense the tendencies of the soldiers on the warship towards this disagreement.

Except for Capone and Yixiao.

Everything on the warship is geared toward Kibin's choices.

After all, they were already on the warship.

No, there are two extremely anxious emotions on this warship.

Bucky narrowed his eyes.

The soldiers also have this uneasy mood, but the emotions shown in these two breaths are that they are concerned about someone...

This is interesting.

hey-hey.

Bucky could still feel a few flashes of red light in the flying squirrel's emotions. He was tempted to kill, but he suppressed it forcefully as if he didn't care about anything.

Flying Squirrel's arrangements for the warship were disrupted by his subordinates.

The decision-making was still a bit poor.

Bucky decided to help him.

On the mast of the warship, a restless left hand climbed to the highest point, opened its palm, and waved several times toward the fog above.

The diffuse gas slowly gathered over.

As for the scope, a small area of ​​the base and a small area of ​​the town are enough.

They will scare themselves.

Oh, and warships.

Bucky was very naughty. He only allowed the gas to gather within the range of the warship, but not to cover the entire port.

"I'd be happy to give you a push, yes, you're welcome."

He was talking to himself in the box.

After doing this, his face became even paler, his lips, which were always bright red, turned pale, and he even felt panic.

He had maintained such a large area of ​​gas for more than a day, which was equivalent to a large-scale change in the climate.

His observation Haki sensed that his panic was rapidly expanding.

The stuffiness in the environment before was only equivalent to the plateau, but suddenly, it became like being put in a plastic bag.

Between exhaling and inhaling, the oxygen was exhausted.

At the same time as the panic, there was also murderous intent.

The murderous intent of the flying squirrel.

The clown was definitely doing it on purpose, he was forcing himself!

He was laughing at the navy!

The vice admiral with a Mohawk hairstyle looked extremely depressed.

They were like being surrounded by a poison circle, but there was still enough room for movement, so naturally they could still retain their rationality.

But this poison circle was not shrinking according to common sense.

It was very sudden, and it swallowed up the only space for movement, which put pressure on people's nerves to the extreme.

Town.

Leon's eyes were fixed on the bright red blood that was flowing down not far away, and the source of the blood.

A navy's head.

His pale lips were trembling, whether because of fear or excitement.

"It will be fine."

He comforted himself with a few words, and the appearance of the vice admiral not long ago finally made his panicked mood calm down a lot.

Leon didn't know how this black fog appeared, nor did he know what impact it would have. His stuffy chest always reminded him.

This is definitely not a good thing.

He might die without knowing why he died.

This kind of panic has lasted for a while. If there were no navy that took the opportunity to eat people sweeping outside, Leon would have run away long ago.

"Wait and see, wait and see..."

His eyes met with the eyes of the neighbors nearby, and his thoughts were surprisingly consistent.

"This fog is just a little darker, it won't hurt anyone, it won't hurt anyone."

Leon muttered a few words, not knowing who he was comforting.

But the next moment, his pupils shrank sharply.

In the alley farther away, a figure ran out in a panic, but fell on the road after running two steps. He looked up and opened his mouth as if he was shouting something, and his limbs were twitching and waving.

Leon watched this familiar figure fall down little by little, and he could even see that the other party's skin had turned into a terrifying purple color.

The string that had originally settled in his mind was tightened again.

This was not the only one.

In an area about a hundred meters away from him, a figure who also raised his head and shouted rushed out of the door.

This was much better.

He ran three meters more than the last person.

Leon didn't know why this idea came into his mind.

It was like the calmness after the string that had been taut broke.

"Run, the fog ghost is killing people!!"

Their limited cognition could not understand the tragedy in front of them at all, and they could only attribute it to the gods and ghosts.

Leon's heart jumped, and he pushed open the window that had only opened a slit, and stretched his head out to see where the sound came from.

He always felt that something was wrong.

But when he hesitated, groups of people suddenly rushed out of the closed houses, all of them were adults with relatively strong bodies.

"No, no!"

Leon shook his head, grabbed his hair with both hands and tried to calm himself down.

He was a nobleman of a small country, had received a lot of education, and claimed that he had much more knowledge than ordinary people.

But the small country where he lived had wars from time to time, and several times it hit the capital. On the contrary, the naval base was rarely invaded by pirates.

So he just moved here.

I didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

"Mist ghost... No, this must be a person with ability. He doesn't have the ability to kill so many people. The people who just died were just concentrated in one area. He just wanted us to trample on each other!"

Leon held his head and squatted against the wall, breathing heavily.

He tried not to let himself listen to the messy footsteps and shouts outside.

There were also bursts of knocks on the door downstairs.

Leon did not respond, but the knocks soon turned into kicks on the door.

"Crazy, they are all crazy!"

The dark and inexplicably depressing environment has long tightened all nerves. What the flying squirrel did was to relieve this tension by relying on his identity as a vice admiral of the navy.

And Buggy pushed in the opposite direction.

It is definitely easier to tear a tight string than to ease it.

"Quick, go to the dock!"

"The navy's warships are there!"

"We pay such heavy taxes every year, they can't ignore us!"

"Yes, they eat our food and use our things, how can they ignore us!!"

"Get on the warship and leave here, the fog ghost can't find us!"

Under the influence of the group, this group of red-eyed people even forgot the unscrupulous appearance of the soldiers not long ago, and began to lay a moral high ground for themselves.

"Ship, there is a ship!!"

Leon stood up suddenly, his eyes dazed.

He suddenly understood why these people were running in panic.

The warship can only carry a limited number of people!

They are fighting for a place!

No, I can't just wait, don't... don't leave me! !

"Hahahaha!"

Bucky's laughter faintly penetrated the isolation of the wooden box.

"Crazy, it's always so simple."

"It's like a lit match dropped into a pile of hay."

"It all caught fire in a flash."

"Ah, this reminds me of the Sheriff. We were all hiding in dark corners and plotting conspiracies."

"But I just pushed it."

Bucky's mood suddenly became cheerful again.

Although his eyes could not see any images, his breath was indeed like a raging flame, surging from all directions.

Then it was extinguished again.

The flying squirrel wanted to kill.

Not his subordinates, but the people outside the warship.

Except for himself, there were already 280 people on the warship!

The veins on the flying squirrel's forehead bulged, and his fingers clenched the handle of the longboat several times, and a violent breath emanated from him.

If he really did this, he would fulfill the clown's wish!

"We must not leave the port now, but we must not let anyone board the ship. Calm the crowd first!"

"The clown cannot maintain such a large-scale oxygen-free environment!"

"Otherwise, why play so many tricks!"

The flying squirrel felt that his vocal cords had been stretched to the maximum, and these words were absolutely from the heart.

But the problem is...

He can't hear.

He can't hear the existence of any sound, including the sound he makes.

Vacuum, the environment here has become a vacuum!

The sound cannot be transmitted without the medium of air!

Damn clown, he wants us to be suspicious! !

Just like the fog battle! !

The flying squirrel can only look at T Capone, a navy man with a strong character.

He made a gesture to complete the task.

Some simple signals also have corresponding gestures in the navy to avoid the current situation.

T Capone opened his mouth and seemed to realize that the current environment was unusual.

My mission was to guard this warship and prevent Kibin and some idle people and limbs from boarding the ship.

He nodded and gave the flying squirrel an affirmative answer.

Then the flying squirrel turned around, stepped in the air for a few steps, and landed on the ground.

The port is the port of the base, and the first to crowd in are also the navy soldiers.

The air in the port is better.

The soldiers crowded together can finally breathe a few breaths.

"What's going on?"

The flying squirrel, who felt the presence of oxygen, also breathed a sigh of relief.

The clown is indeed not that scary.

If the air can be directly extracted over a large area, then he should just surrender directly, why struggle.

"... Breathing... is difficult."

The soldier's face was still purple, and the response was reluctant.

His eyes stayed on the warship.

It was okay when nothing else happened, but now... In the end, this warship became their only way to survive.

"Don't worry, the clown's strength is also limited."

The flying squirrel never thought that the gas fruit would have such a terrible expression.

Who was the previous ability user?

It seems to be a scientist named Caesar...

This guy must have misled them about the power of the gas fruit!

"Warship...will it wait for us?"

The soldier finally recovered his breath and was pushed forward a few steps.

His eyes seemed to be eager to board the ship.

"The warship will not leave the port!"

"As long as I am still here!"

The flying squirrel said firmly.

His will was particularly firm.

Although the warship could achieve the goal of the gamble by going out to sea directly at this time, the people and soldiers would definitely be in chaos and go crazy!

Who is willing to give up the hope of survival?

Who dares to turn around and face this inexplicable fear?

No one.

Even if the plane is about to take off, they have to cling to the landing gear!

Hearing this, the soldiers finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The flying squirrel still has prestige.

But he still overlooked a problem.

There is air in the port, but not on the warship.

The gas separates the two...