One Piece: Arkham: Buggy the Clown

Chapter 49 Suggestions
"Help, help us."

In the magnificent temple of Saint Chalmaco, extremely shriveled servants or slaves could be seen everywhere. They tried to curl up their bodies and reduce all unnecessary activities.

They all had a mask that displayed numbers on their faces and a breathing hole covering their mouths and noses.

They have one more thing in common.

Those are not normal human beings.

Some of them glowed blue and had gills like fish, but the gill openings were also blocked.

Some have exceptionally long limbs, others are covered in some kind of animal fur…

Apparently, normal humans are dead.

One of them looked at Bucky with hopeful eyes, carefully took off his mask, exhaled, said for help, and put it back on immediately.

Bucky saw the number on the mask jump a few times.

Ten minutes of breathing...

The cruel conditions moved even Jacques.

“Save you?” Bucky tilted his head.

"Well, given the good quality education provided by a certain university, I strongly suggest that you save yourself."

"Yes, save yourself."

The Joker never saves anyone.

Bucky is no exception.

Self-rescue was his final compromise with the college students.

Moreover, it is certain that if I really save them without saying anything, these tamed people will not thank me much.

They will be more frightened.

He glanced at his nonexistent watch.

"In about half an hour, the navy will capture everyone here, and in three hours, about half of the people in this beautiful holy place will be dead. I mean what I say."

He said with a grin.

What Bucky gave was an opportunity, a chance to save himself.

Just like Swann.

He carefully installed a time-controlled Bucky bomb in the hall, which was prepared for the navy.

Well, as long as Saint Charmaco successfully completes his mission, the navy will inevitably come to his residence.

So he wanted to keep a little surprise.

A pool was carved out on one side of the magnificent palace.

There were some broken limbs floating around on it.

A tiger shark man was staring at Bucky with an extremely bloody and fierce look. This was the only animal in Saint Chalmar's palace who had no slave restrictions.

Bucky couldn't see any intelligence in the fishman's eyes.

Just a simple desire for food.

It was as if it had degenerated into a state of eating raw meat and drinking blood. Even its limbs, which should have been flexible, had degenerated, and its wide teeth were covered in blood.

Is it the result of deliberate breeding by the celestial dragons?
"I can help you."

Next to the pool.

A very shriveled fishman raised his head.

Unlike the free-range tiger shark man, this fish man was almost covered with chains, and even his mouth, nose and gills on both sides of his cheeks were covered by a thick mask.

The time above is three minutes.

There was even a slave collar tied tightly around his cracked neck.

Ever since the slave escape incident in the Holy Land, at the strong request of the world's nobles, not only the navy has to station an admiral in Marijoa, but also the fishmen of the same clan as Fisher Tiger, the culprit of the chaos.

Obviously, they were also treated with even more cruel means.

“How can you help me?” Bucky asked with interest.

There is an unexpected stubbornness in this fishman.

Some of them were different from the slaves who had just begged him for rescue. Their eyes were filled with confusion and dullness.

"What do you want?"

Prahlada is very clear about his position.

I have nothing, all I need is an opportunity.

As long as you give yourself a chance, you may be like Fisher Tiger.

This was the only thought that kept him alive. Even if it was only three minutes of breathing time, it pushed his originally strong body to the limit of survival.

"confusion."

"Then I can help you create chaos."

Parada didn't ask any more questions. No matter what Buggy wanted, as long as he was given such a chance, he was willing to risk his life.

"It seems that you have indeed found a way to save yourself."

There was anticipation in Bucky's eyes.

If the slaves here are as dull and confused as those outside, it would be better for them to stay here. At least there are the navy and the Celestial Dragons to bury them with them.

But this fishman is slightly different.

He shot out a finger and pressed it on the collar around Prahlada's neck.

After a while, this collar that the slaves feared the most quietly split into several pieces.

As for the shackles on his body, Bucky easily cut off a few of them with a knife.

He learned some knife skills from Brownie.

"I'll give you the chaos you want."

Prahlada, freed from his bonds, was trembling all over.

The opportunity he had been waiting for finally came.
"Is this the chaos I want?"

Bucky lowered his head and whispered.

The chaos he wants will never be created through the hands of others.

Well, I hope Moriah has figured out the art of combining zombies and explosions.

He held his chin in his hands, thinking of a certain stigmatized profession - the Necromancer.

"clown!"

Akainu picked up the mask in the flames with a dark face, and then with a loud bang, it was crushed into pieces in his hands.

I definitely underestimated this guy. He actually has the ability to deceive people.
devil.

He searched his mind for the exact word.

"Sir Sakaski, the identity of the deceased Celestial Dragon has been found out. It was Saint Charmaco of the Topman family."

Gion, wearing a cloak of justice, said with a stern face.

She was exceptionally tall, with a peach-pink spider tattooed on her long, straight legs.

"I have sent someone to investigate."

"do not go!"

Akainu instinctively felt that something was wrong. This completely passive situation made him feel very depressed.

Let an erupting volcano guard the holy land. What a wise order!
Just as he shouted, a violent explosion suddenly came from the distance.

Gion's eyes narrowed, and she almost instinctively used her observation Haki and felt the screams of her men.

This time the invader seems a little different!

"Damn it!"

"Send in the pacifists, and put the entire Holy Land on alert!"

The experienced Akainu instinctively felt that the other party's purpose should be more than that.

Have a slave liberation carnival like Fisher Tiger?

Or is it an extremely arrogant provocation to the world government?

At least during this period of time, this cannot happen.

Otherwise, the impact of the War of Marineford will be covered up again!
Akainu had never hated this holy place that could not be burned anywhere as much as he did today.

"I'll catch you, rat!"

Before he finished speaking, three or four explosions were heard simultaneously in different locations in Maryjoa.

Then came the sound of a broadcast.

"Hello..Hello."

This voice!

Several obvious black lines suddenly appeared on Akainu's forehead.

Is this guy planning to kidnap again?

This time, you don’t have such a good opportunity!

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