One Piece: Arkham: Buggy the Clown

Chapter 53 The Chaos You Want

The black smoke from the explosion added a hint of gunpowder to Gion's face.

The golden halberd was slowly sheathed.

She didn't know what was going on in her mind.

In short, while she was able to do so, she didn't really want to save this celestial dragon.

"Save the Celestial Dragons and protect my subordinates. I can only choose one."

She silently defended herself in her heart.

Yes, she can only choose one of the two things.

She chose to wield her sword like a dance, removing the powerful impact of the explosion one by one.

However, what Gion deliberately did not think about was that preventing the explosion of Saint Miklos would also protect his subordinates.

"You don't need to remember what happened here, understand?"

"Yes, Your Excellency."

The naval soldiers who had been somewhat shaken just now had no choice but to follow suit in the face of such powerful force.

What's more, Gion saved their lives from the explosion.

Apparently there were no valuable clues left after the explosion.

I feel a little relieved that the scary broadcast is over.

But Gion still felt heavy in his heart.

Where did that crazy clown go?
What is the purpose behind his crazy behavior?
Free the slaves?

Or is it the side of Ge Ming’s army?
This ability to bewitch people is somewhat similar to the style of Ge Mingjun.

"Lord Taotu, all the slaves belonging to Saint Miklos are gone."

"Including the two devil fruits in the Markas family's collection are also missing."

They took a quick inventory of the building's contents.

The most important thing is people and property.

"Do you want to be a hero who liberates slaves like Shelteger?"

In this case, Gion could still have some respect for him, but the other party was just too bold.

"It's still for money, but if it's just for money, why would you go to this extent?"

Her fingers rubbed back and forth on the hilt of Kinpila's sword.

The subordinates who were familiar with her lowered their heads and pretended not to see it.

They knew that this was how Lord Taotu behaved when he was struggling with something.

"But the Holy Land is so large that it is difficult to locate the enemy of that world."

"The CP agents who were in charge of the guard were killed twice without making any sound."

"Should we disperse the navy at this time?"

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"Gu————"

As Gion was struggling, a long howl suddenly resounded throughout half of the holy land.

Some Tianlong people who were originally confused finally understood after hearing the broadcast and the agents' reports.

The holy land was invaded by a daring individual.

What’s even more terrifying is that this guy dares to kill the Celestial Dragons.

The only few Tianlong people who died unnatural deaths in recent decades were all killed by one person!
This made the Celestial Dragons, while angrily cursing the navy and agents for their incompetence, immediately demand that they build an iron wall at their gates.

It seemed that this would make them less frightened when facing that bold guy.

They huddled in their own manor, stamping their feet, which they never used, and shouting and cursing that Fisher Tiger was back again.

There is no other reason.

After a long bird cry, the flames suddenly started burning again.

"Fishman Karate·Samewa Shoken!"

Without concealing his presence, Prahlada swaggered through the main gate, defeating the agents guarding it.

The punch that he threw out with all his strength not only made the agents vomit blood, but also directly smashed the bronze door in front of them.

How long have I waited for this opportunity?!
Five years, seven years, or ten years?
I really can't remember.

Under the extreme oppression of Saint Chalmaco, just staying alive consumed all his strength.

If the other party hadn't enjoyed this kind of training, I would have died a long time ago, right? But it doesn't matter, I finally waited for this opportunity.

Become a hero who saves slaves, just like Fisher Tiger, the hero praised by the fish singers!
This is the only belief that can support Prahlada and prevent him from degenerating into his own kind of person who eats raw meat and drinks blood!
The extremely oppressive life he had been living for so long had left him unable to store anything else in his mind.

In other words, only by keeping this belief can he survive.

Any other distracting thoughts will lead him to downfall.

"Only in this way can I live up to my many years of training in the Sea Forest."

"It's not a waste of your conditions."

There was a string of raw beef steaks hanging around Parada's neck. After throwing a punch, he would take a bite and chew it carefully.

His shriveled body gradually began to fill out with muscular lines.

Behind him followed in twos and threes some slaves who had suffered similar experiences.

He rescued more than just these, but after Fisher Tiger, the Celestial Dragons put more effort into training their slaves, so that the slaves' first reaction after breaking free from their restraints was not to flee, but to panic.

These Prahladas do not force.

His life was almost exhausted, and it was a blessing that he could still burn in this way.

"Mr. Clown, let me create the chaos you want with my fists!"

soon.

The Celestial Dragons, who were originally just shouting, discovered that Fisher Tiger, the guy who should have been dead for more than ten years, seemed to have really come back.

How dare those damn slaves step on the flowers and plants they carefully trimmed!

"How cruel."

“They should be your subordinates.”

Buggy placed his hands on the wings of the masked brain and trimmed away his disordered cognition.

The masked man finally saw clearly the dead Bucky.
They are just CP organization agents who came in a hurry.

"devil!"

The bird's beak trembled as it vomited blood and let out a loud cry.

The strong vitality given to him by the Animal Devil Fruit prevented him from being fatally injured.

But I was shocked.

This clown can not only deceive people, but he can really play with people's hearts!

Tieyu turned around, enduring the pain in his heart and trying to drive away the clown who touched him.

The vast majority of superhuman devil fruits are realized through contact.

This is not common sense, but his experience.

The iron feathers created a terrible cyclone, driving away all life around it.

The masked man's skilled killing experience allowed him to react quickly.

The bird's claws stomped hard on the bluestone.

He was already very skilled at shaving.

The speed at which it was played was also exceptionally outstanding.

The iron beak pecks at all sensible life.

He couldn't tell, really couldn't tell which one was the clown.

He also couldn't tell if the person he killed was the real clown.

Then kill all living things you can see, as long as the clown is among them!

Compassion, sympathy, companionship, justice.
The CP organization, which was trained as a killing weapon, does not need these meaningless things at all.

A little further away.

Bucky, who had somehow distanced himself from the masked man, held his chest and chuckled.

"Hahahaha. Funny. So damn funny."

Wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

From afar, I saw a navy man in a shirt rushing towards me.

The masked man had a clown mask on his cold and ruthless face.

The white mask was splattered with blood.

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