One Piece: Arkham: Buggy the Clown

Chapter 175 Push

A long-term dark environment will indeed erode people's rationality.

Except for the Joker.

Although the head was locked in a narrow box and the cheeks were pressed against soft red satin, not a single ray of light was visible.

This is absolutely unbearable claustrophobia for ordinary people.

However, Bucky's mental state was not affected at all.

In other words, this degree could not affect his mental state. After all, he could even divide himself into tens of thousands.

There is no feeling of loneliness at all.

Still noisy.

"tatter"

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

Without relying on other limbs, he can perceive changes in the outside world solely through the perception of his observation Haki.

And that blind man.

The blind man, Fujitora, who was supposed to stand out and be promoted to admiral as an exception in the near future, smiled.

Now it's just a smile.

Fujitora's title, like that of Akainu and Aokiji, is exclusive to the levels of candidate admiral and admiral.

Usually it is color plus animal.

We should be at the port now.

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

Through his observation Haki, he can also sense the specific number of people, that is, their aura and emotions.

Taking off one's head and locking it in a sealed box seems to be particularly effective in training one's Observation Haki.

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

It was in this kind of environment that Yixiao cultivated his Observation Haki 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 experience.

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

Bucky sensed their inner thoughts, and at the same time he was panicking, yet pretending to be calm like a little leader.

His figure was a little shaky.

This includes myself, I can feel the shaking inside the box.

That should be boarding the warship.

The sea surface around the G1 base was occasionally surging with waves.

There are two other people whose emotions are more special.

One is as green as the rocks in the mountains, and its scent is more lingering; the other has a darker scent, but its emotional expression is gloomy.

The emotions perceived by the seeing and hearing color seemed to be the same as the emotional light balls he saw in the spiritual world...

interesting.

I have been studying demons for a while and almost neglected the system of domineering.

It's a pity that I can't hear other people's voices, nor can I predict the future...

Well, I don’t know if this ability to predict the future is reliable or not. It felt very oppressive on Katakuri, but after Luffy understood it, the oppression only lasted for a short while.

You'll still get beaten if you change islands.

Have a chance to study it.

Bucky's thoughts were scattered for a while, and then he heard a burst of noisy sounds coming from outside.

"The headquarters' orders are very clear, Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel. I don't understand why you are unwilling to carry them out."

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

"I have repeated this many times, this is my town, and I will never abandon it as long as I have the chance!"

This was the flying squirrel’s voice, cold yet firm at the same time, and Bucky could feel his emotions slightly jumping.

There were two other people who were also jumping.

T Capone and Yixiao, the two of them showed some appreciation in their hearts. They also tended to be inclined towards the people. They were dissatisfied with the orders of the headquarters, but generally approved of them.

Recognize Flying Squirrel as the base commander.

They are all rather stubborn people.

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

"You haven't forgotten how many marines were killed or committed suicide under the Joker's instigation, have you?"

"Killing the Joker is not only giving an explanation to the World Government, but also eliminating a major evil in this world."

"This is also the message from the top leaders of the World Government. Your Excellency, please do not make mistakes and do not sacrifice our lives together."

Kibin's tone did not waver at all. The education in the CP organization has always been more about the mission than the people.

The Commodore and the Flying Squirrel seemed to have a big disagreement.

With his observation Haki, Buggy could clearly sense the soldiers on the warship's inclination towards this disagreement.

Except Capone and Yixiao.

Everything on the warship was leaning towards Kibin's choice.

After all, they were already on the warship.

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

Bucky narrowed his eyes.

The soldiers also felt this uneasy feeling, but the emotions revealed in these two auras were that they were worried about someone...

This is interesting.

Hey.

Buggy could still feel a few flashes of red in the flying squirrel's emotions. He wanted to kill him, but seemed to be concerned about something and forced himself to suppress it.

The flying squirrel's arrangements for the warship were disrupted by his own subordinates.

The decision was still a little off.

Bucky decided to help the other party.

On the mast of the warship, a restless left hand climbed to the highest point, opened its palm, and waved a few times towards the mist above.

The diffuse gas slowly gathered together.

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

They will scare themselves.

Oh, and warships.

Buggy had a bad taste in his mouth. He only let the gas gather around the warship but did not cover the entire port.

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

He talked to himself in the box.

After doing this, her face became even paler, her usually bright red lips turned pale, and she even felt a little panicked.

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

The sense of panic that the seeing and hearing color sensed was rapidly expanding.

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

The oxygen is consumed between one exhalation and one inhalation.

Along with the fear, the desire to kill also grew.

The killing intent of the flying squirrel.

The Joker definitely did this on purpose, he was pushing himself!

He is making fun of the Navy!

The lieutenant general with a Mohawk hairstyle looked extremely frustrated.

It turned out that they were surrounded by a poison circle, but they still had enough space to move around, so they could naturally retain their sanity.

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

Very suddenly, it completely swallowed up the only space for movement, putting pressure on people's nerves to the extreme.

town.

Leon's eyes were fixed on the bright red blood flowing not far away, as well as the source of the blood.

A navy head.

His pale lips were trembling, not sure whether from fear or excitement.

"It'll be fine."

He comforted himself with a few words, and the appearance of the lieutenant general not long ago finally calmed his panicked mood.

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

This is definitely not a good thing.

Maybe you die without even knowing why you died.

This kind of panic has been going on for some time. If it weren't for the navy that was looking to take the opportunity to kill people and sweeping outside, Leon would have run away long ago.

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer..."

His eyes met the gaze of his neighbors, and their thoughts were surprisingly consistent.

"This fog is just a little dark. It won't hurt anyone. It won't hurt anyone."

Leon murmured a few words, but it was unclear who he was comforting.

But the next moment, his pupils shrank sharply.

In the alley farther away, a figure ran out in panic, but fell to the ground after only two steps, looking up with his mouth open as if he was shouting something, his limbs twitching and flailing. Leon watched this familiar figure fall down little by little, and he could even see that the other person's skin had turned into a terrifying purple color.

The string in my mind that had originally calmed down became tense again.

This is not even one.

In an area about a hundred meters away from him, a figure also looking up and shouting rushed out of the door.

This is much better.

Ran three meters more than the previous person.

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

It's like the calmness that comes after a taut string breaks.

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

Their limited knowledge made it impossible to understand the tragedy before them, and they could only attribute it to the gods and ghosts.

Leon's heart skipped a beat, and he pushed open the window, which was only slightly open, and stuck his head out to see where the sound came from.

He always felt something was wrong.

But while he was hesitating, groups of people suddenly rushed out from the originally closed houses. They were all adults with relatively strong bodies.

"No, no!"

Leon shook his head, holding his hair with both hands and trying to calm himself down.

He was a nobleman from a small country, had received considerable education, and boasted that he was far more knowledgeable than the average citizen.

But the small country where I live is often in turmoil, and the capital has been attacked several times. On the contrary, the naval base is rarely invaded by pirates.

Just moved here.

I didn't expect to encounter something like this.

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

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

He tried hard not to listen to the chaotic footsteps and shouts outside.

There were also bursts of knocks on the door downstairs.

Leon didn't respond, but the knocks on the door soon turned into kicks.

"Crazy, they are all crazy!"

The dark and inexplicably depressing environment had already stretched all the nerves. What the flying squirrel did was to use his identity as a vice admiral to relieve the tension.

And Bucky pushed in the opposite direction.

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

"Quick, get to the dock!"

"The navy's warships are there!"

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

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

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

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

"Boat, there is a boat!!"

Leon stood up suddenly, his eyes dazed.

He suddenly understood why these people were running in panic.

A warship can only carry a limited number of people!
They are fighting for position!

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

"Hoo hehehehehe!"

Bucky's laughter could be heard faintly through the isolation of the wooden box.

"Crazy, it's always been this simple."

"Like a lighted match dropped into a wad 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 he could not see anything with his eyes, his aura was indeed surging from all directions like a raging flame.

Then it was extinguished again.

The flying squirrel wanted to kill.

Not to his own subordinates, but to the people outside the warship.

Excluding a few of us, there are already 280 people on the warship!

Veins popped out on the flying squirrel's forehead, and his fingers clenched the hilt of the longboat several times. A violent aura emanated from him.

If I really do this, I will 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 can't possibly 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 definitely from the heart.

But the problem is...

He couldn't hear it.

He couldn't hear any sound, including his own.

Vacuum, the environment here has become a vacuum!
Without the medium of air, sound cannot propagate at all!

Damn clown, he wants us to be suspicious!!

Just like the Battle of the Fog Sea!!

The flying squirrel could only look at T. Capone, a navy officer with a traditionally strong character.

He made a gesture to indicate that the task was completed.

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

T Capone opened his mouth and seemed to realize the unusualness of the current environment.

His mission was to guard the warship and prevent Kibin and some outsiders and persons from boarding the ship.

He nodded and gave the flying squirrel an affirmative answer.

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

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

The air is better in the harbor.

The soldiers crowded together could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"what's the situation?"

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

Jokers really aren't that scary.

If the air could be directly extracted over a large area, he would just surrender and not bother struggling.

"…breathing…is difficult."

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

His eyes remained on the warship.

It would be fine if nothing else happened, but now... this warship has become their only way to survive.

"Don't worry, the Joker's power is limited."

The flying squirrel never thought that the gas fruit would have such a terrifying expressive power.

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!
"The warship...will wait for us, right?"

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

His eyes looked as if he couldn't wait to get on the boat himself.

"The warship won't leave the port!"

"As long as I'm here!"

The flying squirrel said firmly.

His will is extremely strong.

Although the goal of the gamble could be achieved by sending the warships directly out to sea at this time, the civilians and soldiers would definitely be in chaos and go crazy!

Who is willing to give up the hope of living?

Who dares to turn around and face this inexplicable fear?
No one's.

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.

Flying squirrels still have some prestige.

But he still overlooked one problem.

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

The gas isolates the two...

(End of this chapter)