One Piece: Buggy the Clown from Arkham

Another gorgeous firework bloomed in the night sky.

Bucky looked up and saw that a corner of the top of the luxurious building in Miklos Saint was broken, and black smoke billowed out with firelight.

A nice sight.

He smiled.

The navy responsible for garrisoning the Holy Land, in addition to Akainu who was temporarily transferred, also had Vice Admiral Momotu who was known as a candidate for general.

A level higher than a lieutenant general.

However, the opponent’s first appearance was two years later, so I don’t know what his current status is...

There wasn't much information about the beautiful lieutenant general in Morgans' intelligence. What was highlighted was that the other party seemed to have a charm that made men involuntarily convince him, and there was also the sword - Jinpilao.

It must be that the lieutenant general received the surprise he left. If it were Akainu, the explosion would have been more violent, and there was no smell of sulfur in the smoke.

Then Akainu's position is very clear.

"Broadcast the location of the zombie..."

"This time should be enough for that little cutie to climb up."

Bucky lowered his head and murmured. He did not cover up the sound of his footsteps. He believed that after killing two Celestial Dragons in such a big way, both the navy and the CP organization should be looking for him like crazy.

Then your goal has been achieved.

So he asked Swann and Jacques to fetch the little cutie.

"The enemy of the world, he is here..."

At a corner not far from Bucky, an agent in a suit exhaled softly, trying to calm his breathing.

This is a devil who is good at playing with people's hearts. He must deal with it carefully. It is best to wait for the adults from CP0 to arrive...

The agent felt troubled when he saw Bucky's leisurely figure and even kicked the stones on the roadside twice.

The quality of an agent required that he should step forward at this time, stop the opponent, and buy some time for CP0 to arrive, but his emotions made him timid.

"He has never fought much. He always hides behind the scenes and plays tricks. This shows that the opponent's fighting ability must be average."

He encouraged himself in his heart, but his fear continued to grow.

Like an inflated balloon.

This shouldn't be the case. I have been trained as an agent since I was a child. Such cowardice shouldn't be in me...

“Emotions are often involuntary, even if we work hard to control them.”

A gentle voice sounded next to the agent.

He suddenly turned his head, a floating human head, smiling.

There was one on his shoulder.

As if seeing something incredible, the agent hurriedly turned his head to look at where Bucky had been.

A thin figure, still kicking the stones on the roadside as bored as ever.

Just no head!

"devil!"

The agent's eyes were widened, and he was terrified that he had been pushed to the extreme for some reason, and he almost couldn't suppress a roar.

He collapsed on the ground and retreated.

"You seem to like this kind of pranks." Bucky grinned.

He spoke to the demon within him.

Bucky has discovered that his ability to split seems to have increased a lot while playing around like this.

Especially when completing a certain mini-game.

To use the words familiar to college clowns, the devil in the Split Fruit is naturally a clown, and the closer his behavior is to a clown, the more obvious his ability will grow.

Well, play and digest, very interesting concept.

"Do you like it too?"

He suddenly turned his head and said.

A figure came over, and he felt it before he saw him.

It feels like this is something more elusive.

Corresponding to a very idealistic power in this world, Bucky knew that he had never mastered such a power, but he still felt it.

The person who came was wearing a pure white suit, with a striped mask on his face, and the eyes of the mask were empty.

Shield of the Draco, CP0.

The masked man did not answer. He first glanced at the agents who were running away in a hurry, then took out a small gun from his arms and fired one shot after another at the agents.

Dark red blood coated the blue bricks.

"Shame." He whispered, his voice sounded like a middle-aged man.

"The same to you."

The masked man's tone did not change, he turned around and shot Bucky again.

One shot missed, then the second shot, the third shot...

At the same time, the figure changed like a cheetah, approaching quickly.

But in the blink of an eye, the smell of gun smoke was very close.

A dark blade tip suddenly emerged from the cuff of the masked man's left hand that was not holding a gun, and the tip of the blade flickered with a cold light.

"It's really...dangerous."

Bucky's suspended head was divided into two parts, upper and lower, almost for a split second.

Although being cut in half by a knife would most likely cause no harm, he wanted to experience that mysterious feeling, similar to the domineering feeling of seeing and hearing.

Now, my body is not considered weak.

The masked man failed to hit the target, and immediately flicked his right wrist. A shotgun was caught in his hand. Before he could shoot, he seemed to sense something approaching from behind.

The head under the hollow mask suddenly turned 270 degrees.

Then he bit the knife that suddenly struck him.

To be precise, it was the two fingers holding the knife.

"It turns out to be an owl."

Bucky's expression remained unchanged and he laughed.

He saw an iron beak suddenly emerge from the masked man's mouth, holding the knife.

But then, the two fingers holding the knife suddenly exploded.

It was like two grenades exploded close to his face.

With a bang.

The mask on CP0's face broke in half, revealing his wide-open eyeballs, and gray-brown skin covered his skin.

"Gu——"

He suddenly roared, and the tip of the knife on his sleeve completely emerged.

It was five black iron feathers.

The iron feathers suddenly grabbed, and the complete bluestone bricks cracked neatly.

Buggy could feel the sharp breath from the iron feathers passing through his face.

The speed was faster than the feeling he had just grasped, and it also split himself into several pieces.

But it did not cause any damage.

After all, the original self had already proved in practice that even the slash of the world's number one swordsman would not work on him.

It seems to conflict with the setting that the armed color domineering can suppress the ability of the ability user...

It may be a unique feature of the fruit of the splitting into pieces.

After all, rubber can become the sun god.

The owl's pupils shrank, and he was obviously a little surprised by this situation.

But he quickly reacted, raised his wings, and dozens of cold guns emerged from the fluff under his wings.

Facing Bucky's head that was cut into ten pieces, he fired fiercely!

At least, that's what he thought.

The flames from the muzzle finally stopped, and he saw that more than a dozen Buckys in black suits were lying in a pool of blood.

He lowered his head again.

A knife pierced his heart from behind and stirred it gently.

There was a little bloody skin on his face outside the mask.