One Piece: Arkham: Buggy the Clown

Chapter 136 It's Me, I'll Do It
The moonlight tonight is not bright, and the sky is dark.

But such shady scenes seem particularly suitable for painting.

Whether it is the mist that rises after the evaporation of groundwater, or the sparks carried by the eruption of magma, they are all competing for a piece of territory in the night sky.

It was a scene straight out of purgatory.

Dauberman stood on the base's observation tower, lighting a cigar with circles of white mist floating above it.

He could smell neither cigar nor sulfur.

A thin linear wound split his face in two.

These were the scars left on him by Doflamingo.

It also caused him to lose his sense of smell.

White smoke floats like ribbons.

From his perspective, he could just see the lava flowing and the raging fire outside the city, illuminating the dark night.

The G3 branch is close to the port and town, and this originally convenient location now seems very crowded.

A dark crowd carrying torches poured out of the town.

The virus spread rapidly in the town, and the area outside the city was occupied by magma.

Some people choose to go out to sea to escape this hell, but then they jump into the mouths of sea kings.

Whether you like it or not, you have to move closer to the naval base.

Even though there was a pool of blood ahead.

Not far from the watchtower is the gate of the base.

The gunfire there reflected the color of blood, just as brightly.

Not only some people are facing outwards, some are also facing inwards.

Even pigs are not killed in this way, let alone those rushing over are living people.

Such bloodiness is enough to drive people crazy.

Charles was a sergeant, in the second line.

The soldiers on the front line formed a musket platoon and kept firing at the chevaux de frise.

The officers in the second line took turns firing in the gaps while also supervising the soldiers in the front line.

The gunfire had been going on for a while.

The bodies were piled up like sandbags on a battlefield.

But the crowds continued to pour in with no end in sight.

This is crazy!
Charles' hands were shaking as he saw a soldier on the front line stop shooting, turn around and vomit.

He also wanted to vomit because the smell of blood was too strong.

"Soldier, point your guns at the enemy!"

Charles pointed his gun at the soldier.

He growled as if to build up his courage.

His face was extremely pale.

He thought that he had experienced several battles with pirates and should have been numb to such scenes.

But when the people in front of him kept pushing the corpses forward.

He was so scared!
Xiaerlai wanted to urge the soldier to quickly plug the gap so that he wouldn't have to see the face of the person on the other side.

But to his surprise, the soldier pointed the gun at himself.

The sound of a gunshot made Charles tremble all over.

But then, another gun was pressed against his lower back.

"You, fill it in."

Xia Erlai knew without turning around that this was a high-level official from the Holy Land.

"Yes, we still have soldiers."

He tried to argue a bit, and could vaguely see the appearance of Saint Yeyaxi from the corner of his eye.

The iconic glass cover and white robe.

His brown hair was combed backwards, and his face under the mask could be described as handsome.

But his eyes were full of cruelty and wantonness.

"Are you resisting my orders?"

Before Charles could respond, a bullet pierced his chest.

Saint Yeshiva wiped the muzzle of his pistol which was carved with gold.

He looked at the officer's body with disgust.

“Untouchables are untouchables.”

Then Sri slowly set up a machine gun in front of the position.

"Number 3, remember to add this kind of game to your next hunt."

"If the Joker hadn't blown up the shrine, I'd really like that guy to host the hunt. He's such a genius."

Yeahi Sheng was generous in praising the clown.

How did this guy come up with the idea to make these untouchables keep rushing towards his gun?

No need to bother hunting.

Unlike the panic of the navy soldiers, Ye Yaxi Sheng only felt the pleasure of cutting grass. "Yes."

The agent called number 3 nodded in response.

He held the machine gun's ammunition belt in both hands.

“But they are still pariahs after all.”

The indifference in Saint Yeshiva's eyes was contempt.

Muzzle flames erupted.

Keep harvesting lives.

On the observation tower, Doberman took in everything on the front line.

But everything he saw made him extremely disgusted.

The ignorant people, the insensitive officers, myself, and the arrogant Celestial Dragons.

His eyes were equally cold, but this time they were directed at the person who was slaughtering wantonly, the member of the so-called Knights of God.

"Compared to the evil of the former, the Celestial Dragons are the greatest blasphemy against justice."

"I like the taste."

Bucky walked barefoot on the slightly warm street.

Then he casually stripped off the clothes of a running passerby.

He's a little crazy, but not perverted.

No nudity hobbies.

The passerby wanted to resist, but when he saw his face, he was so scared that he ran away.

clown!

"What do you think?"

The city was warm yet dry at the same time.

Think about the information Robin got earlier...

"Sand crocodile."

Bucky turned his head.

I just happened to see Crocodile walking out of a tavern, holding a laughing head in his hand.

Coincidence?

Not really.

Those who are still staying in the city, except for a very few who walk slowly like the passerby who was stripped of his clothes by Bucky, the rest are all somewhat confident.

Or it could be that you are already infected with the virus.

And Bucky had reason to suspect that the other party was waiting for him on purpose.

After all, he ran in a straight line.

"clown…"

"You have three billion, but now you look a little weak."

The sand crocodile is indeed waiting for someone here.

But he didn't expect to wait for the clown.

Isn’t this guy doing a live broadcast with Robin?
After all, they have been together for so long, it is not difficult for Lao Sha to recognize Robin.

According to his original estimate, the one who fought against Akainu should be an old monster on the sixth floor of Impel Down.

It's not surprising that he would feel this way from his perspective.

After the end of the Battle of Marineford, the Navy has been vigorously cracking down on these fugitives.

He also worked with Jinbei for a while.

As for why we have to block here.

Of course, he wants to be the oriole and reap the benefits.

But wait till the clown.

This is a bit scary.

Could it be that this guy already has the strength to fight Akainu head-on?

It definitely consumed a lot.

Lao Sha is ready to make a move.

Bucky's current condition does look miserable.

His hair is dry and white, his face looks obviously old, and the side effects of the deadly drug ES are still continuing.

Even the clothes he was wearing were snatched at the last minute and didn't fit him well.

"It's really tempting. How about giving it a try?"

Buggy grinned and in turn encouraged Crocodile.

Frankly speaking, in terms of lethality alone, even if Buggy took a lot of drugs, it would be difficult for him to compare with Akainu.

After all, Akainu at this time was already stronger than an admiral.

To confront Whitebeard head-on was something that the two generals who came later could not do.

"Three billion, it's me, I'll do it."

(End of this chapter)