One Piece: Buggy the Clown from Arkham

A certain sea area in the New World.

The flying squirrel put down the telescope in his hand and said seriously: "It is basically certain that this is indeed the headquarters of the Revolutionary Army."

The outline of an island can be seen from afar by the warship. The flying squirrel did not dare to approach, and observed with a telescope near the sea for half a day.

Judging from the ships anchored nearby, this is indeed the headquarters of the Revolutionary Army. The clown did not lie to him.

As for whether the other party has discovered him... the flying squirrel is not sure.

The Revolutionary Army has always been elusive, and he has never fought with them, and he has no accurate positioning of the strength of their cadres.

"Is there a reply from the headquarters?"

"We need to send people as soon as possible, at least we need to launch a demon-killing order."

Except for the clown, the flying squirrel will not talk about friendship with other criminals. Using the demon-killing order to blow them all up is the best choice.

Unfortunately, he is not a general and has no authority to launch the demon-killing order. He can only apply to his superiors.

"Headquarters... Headquarters seems to have more important things to deal with, and they don't seem to care much about the news from the Revolutionary Army headquarters."

The signalman next to him responded with a bit of confidence.

Ever since the world's most vicious criminal was replaced, the importance the Revolutionary Army can get has been declining, and it has been reduced to being on par with those larger pirate groups.

"What about Sakaski? Didn't Marshal Aokiji say that they have reached a cooperation?"

As a hawk in the navy, Flying Squirrel still attaches great importance to Akainu, the former leader of the hawk. If it weren't for the Celestial Dragons, Sakaski would have been a marshal now, right?

And with his tough personality, maybe G1 will become the headquarters of the navy, as a stubborn nail for the navy facing the new world.

The signalman turned around and shook the Den Den Mushi again.

Flying Squirrel ordered the warship to turn around.

It's good to determine the place, there's no need to go up and fight alone.

After a while, the signalman ran over with a look of astonishment.

"Mr. Flying Squirrel!"

"According to headquarters, the Joker raided Marijoa!"

The Flying Squirrel was not surprised by the news, "Well, can't we hide it this time?"

He remembered that the World Government tried hard to hide it last time.

"Even if the Marshal and Momosagi can't leave, what about Fujitora and Kizaru?"

"...There is another piece of information. The Joker also teamed up with former Admiral Zephyr to destroy the New World."

"..."

"This guy has a really fulfilling life."

"Can't Sakaski also go over to join in the fun?"

The Flying Squirrel had a hunch that he would not be able to call even one admiral.

It would be good if he could come with a few vice admirals who are not so weak.

The Flying Squirrel didn't have much hope.

"Mr. Flying Squirrel, look, the Revolutionary Army seems to be moving!"

Flying Squirrel hurried to the bow, raised the telescope and saw from afar that the port of Baldigo suddenly became very busy...

The people of the Revolutionary Army have packed up their bags and gathered near the port, densely packed like an ant colony, as if they are going to evacuate?

Flying Squirrel turned his head and looked at the flag of his ship, thinking that the possibility of the Revolutionary Army evacuating is also very high.

As long as they are discovered by a warship, it is equivalent to being discovered by the World Government and the Navy. Timely evacuation is a good way to stop losses.

The only problem is...

Are you too cautious?

He only brought one warship!

……

FOOD...Island.

No matter how reluctant Kizaru is, he still has to fight.

The battle between the two is like light pollution.

First, the gas ghost bombed randomly, and then the light jade fired crazily.

After seeing the power of Buggy's Tremor-Tremor Fruit, Kizaru gave up the idea of ​​using Ame Murakumo and turned to using the light jade to pull continuously.

At first glance, it was Kizaru who was suppressing the Joker in the sky.

In fact, it was Kizaru who was keeping a safe distance.

Whitebeard almost caught him when he was halfway through teleportation...

If he was hit by the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, Kizaru would vomit blood and suffer internal injuries on the spot.

If he had to pick a disadvantage for the Flash-Tremor Fruit, Kizaru felt that it was very uncomfortable that it was not resistant to attacks.

Of course, this premise of not being resistant to attacks is based on the premise that there is armed color domineering and can avoid the natural elementalization.

Time passed by again.

The sun slowly turned from clear at the beginning to gloomy, and at some point, a dark cloud covered it.

The rain fell.

The whole town now has the outline of a lake, and the sandworms that were originally pressed underground are now exposed.

Whether it is the navy or the NEO navy, they tacitly gave up the main battlefield.

For fear of being touched.

Yellow Monkey still insisted on his strategy, mainly kite guerrilla warfare, and the clown did not seem to be planning to be radical. The two of them mainly focused on transforming the town.

During this period, Fujitora also tried to cut into the battle.

He used his staff sword to swing a move with multiple gravity - Hell Brigade.

He successfully split the clown into dozens of pieces.

Then he was approached by the clown and used the tremor-tremor fruit's shattering power to beat him out of a mouthful of blood.

The old man who had seen this power had always kept his distance.

Fujitora had also seen it.

He turned around to find trouble with Zephyr.

A blind man against an old man, it was fair.

The rain first filled the soil, and from time to time it was hit out by strange abilities. After several mixings, the water quality became particularly turbid.

"It's almost enough fun."

Buggy looked up and the dark clouds dispersed a little, allowing the stars to drill out.

In one day... the coating work is completed, right?

Everyone in the NEO Navy is consciously shrinking.

"It's really rare for me to hear the words "enough" from the clown's mouth."

Kizaru hovered under the dark clouds, keeping a distance of nearly fifty meters from the clown.

Don't ask, just look at the blood stains on the blind man's scarf and you will know that he will really send it if you touch it.

I'm too old to see this.

"So let's change the way we play."

Bucky gathered all the ghosts back.

Then he turned to Zefa and said, "Can you finish what you said before you die?"

He planned to leave the matter of planting submarine bombs to Zefa.

Bucky saw something more interesting.

Zefa was silent for a moment unexpectedly, unable to believe the generosity of his partner.

To be honest, Zefa asked Ain to contact the clown. His plan was that the clown would come over and steal the power rock to threaten the whole world.

Zefa was a little surprised that this guy was helping now.

He nodded and heard the clown say: "Well, it's better to live for another half month, then you should be able to see me sink the holy land."

The clown couldn't bear to lose an interesting audience.

Living for another half month may be a curse to others, but it is a real blessing to Zefa.

In order to resist Fujitora's attack, the old man took the vicious drug ES again. His lavender hair was completely gray and his skin was squeezed together weakly.

Fujitora silently put away his staff and sword, and instead of continuing to surround and suppress the old man, he focused his attention on the clown again.

The biggest problem is the clown.

The man who caused the most chaos in the world after Roger, the Pirate King.

He stretched out his hand and touched the blood on the scarf, feeling a dull pain in his internal organs.

"Okay, okay, now we can have more fun!"

After Bucky watched Zefa and others leave, his eyes became brighter and brighter. He now fully understood Kaido's mood when he jumped from the sky island and fell freely.

That exciting feeling...

"This should be a new habit. The scene of blood spurting out is particularly stimulating to people's nerves... It may be a new disease... I wonder what diagnosis the previous attending doctor would give."

The clown rolled up his hair, smiled a few times, and looked like an old birthday boy when he hanged himself - he was tired of living.

However, the tone was still relaxed, teasing, and then complaining:

"But they never dared to kill me, as if something terrible would happen, as if that would shatter the masks tightly tied to their faces."

"Well, actually..." The clown grinned, "That mask never existed. Kill me, just like..."

"Look..." He moved his hand and pointed around.

Under the continuous bombardment of the two natural elements, not even a single ruin was left in the town. Even the broken walls and ruins of the buildings had been buried by the soil, and the rainwater accumulated like a mud pond.

"Maybe there was someone like me in those houses, but their death was silent."

"No one will remember them."

"What do you want to express?" Kizaru narrowed his eyes, his expression extremely serious.

I really have to be serious this time.

This should be your best chance to kill the Joker.

"I mean..." the clown clasped his hands, "why do you have to be so serious?"

"Smile more."

Kizaru put away his kite-flying strategy, appeared in front of the clown in the blink of an eye, and kicked out with his elemental right foot.

But then, he saw a cunning smile on the clown's face, his whole body's aura suddenly changed, and curling cloud-like patterns appeared on his body.

"Just like this, hum ha ha ha..."

The dark demonic aura broke through the clouds, and the moonlight shone on the demon clown, and his eyes instantly turned red.

Click--

Spider web-like cracks appeared in the air.

"I also want to see how far I can perform...hehehe, this is a surprise, right?"

After a few crisp sounds, the crack spread to Kizaru's raised right foot.

"The power of fruit awakening?"

Kizaru can't tell which fruit the clown is awakening from.

But in a way that violated the rules of physics, his body suddenly turned into a group of light particles and retreated away.

The moment his figure broke away, Fujitora's heavy blows from behind had already been accumulated.

"Go to hell, devil!"

"Hell Brigade!"

He was holding the staff knife with both hands and slashed down hard.

A dazzling light burst out.

The flying slash, mixed with the power of gravity changes, was as heavy as a mountain collapsing, but in an instant it was as powerful as a tiger pouncing on its prey.

Not only is it gravity, but it is also wrapped with armed domineering energy.

The thick ground once again experienced a new squeeze, and the Hell Brigade carved out an abyss-like rift, pressing toward the Joker with unrivaled momentum.

He cannot divide.

The surrounding gravity environment suddenly changed dozens or hundreds of times as usual. It was like being at the bottom of the sea, with countless seawater tightly pressing on itself, making every movement extremely difficult.

But this gives me a feeling of being a general.

Bucky forced a smile on his face.

"It was Blackbeard who reminded me."

"A strong enough domineering spirit can withstand the power."

The demonic aura is roaring, and the domineering aura of armed color sinks on the surface of the body, and the flow is like the color of cherry blossoms when they are scattered.

Like Zukong Duxing, Ryusakura is a technique for using Armament Haki, which is not difficult for Buggy to learn.

The slash swept across his face.

The clown's body was neatly cut in half, but his aura was not reduced at all.

"Is it my turn next?"

His face tilted slightly.

Compared with gravity, the damage caused by the slash was limited.

"Ghost...shattered."

His body was diluted like mist, and then gathered into multiple ghost-like gas.

The speed of the ghost was as fast as a razor.

When it rushed over, a cracking sound was clearly heard.

Cracks and the ghost's laughter broke out together.

The earth rose into mountains, and then quickly collapsed into a valley. There was no fire or explosion during the period, only the earth and rocks were constantly wailing.

Fujitora stepped on a huge rock and soared into the air, and the gravity knife kept fighting against the cracks around him.

After a dazzling light, Kizaru suddenly turned into hundreds of clones and dispersed.

Unlike Buggy, among the hundreds of himself created by the light particles, one must be the real body.

So Kizaru did not attack the clown arrogantly, but suddenly flew high in the sky, blocking the bright white moonlight, and his hands were folded into a circle.

"Yata Mirror·Amaterasu."

His fingers flicked slightly. As the uncle in Zhan Taomaru's mouth, how could he not know the skill of Zukong Duxing?

He was just waiting for a good opportunity.

The hundreds of clones he split out did not seem to disappear at all, but like the real body, their hands were folded into a circle.

After a ripple, the clone turned into a light mirror.

The light of Amaterasu was extremely blazing white.

Zukong Duxing released the armed color domineering and was wrapped in white light. In the blink of an eye, the white light fell like the sun at noon, and when it shone on the light mirror, it turned into a straight beam of light and shot up.

Yellow Monkey created hundreds of light mirrors at various angles in mid-air. White light intersected and flew between the light mirrors, forming a white net that illuminated the entire island and the sea surface.

The ghost was pierced by the beam.

Like a ghost falling into the sun, it burned up.

"Hahahahahaha!"

"You are really hiding deep, Admiral Yellow Monkey!"

A ghost suddenly laughed wildly again, and more ghosts gathered. The burning of white light caused countless pits and scorch marks on Buggy's body.

Only the wild laughter on his face remained unchanged.

The veins on his forehead bulged, and the long-lost taste of pain made the clown's eyes excited to the extreme, making his act of gathering himself seem like suicide.

The white light was rushing towards him.

"Interesting, this is interesting!"

"It's more fun than Im, hahahaha!"

Amidst the wild laughter, the clown threw another punch.

The linear demonic aura seemed to be inspired by something, and finally wrapped around his fist, and in an instant, the black light covered the white light.

There was also a crashing sound.

The sky and the atmosphere shattered.