One Piece: Arkham: Buggy the Clown

Chapter 79 What have you done!
Transparent parasitic threads hung up every inch of Bucky's flesh.

Just like the pieces of meat waiting to be sold in a butcher stall.

"Maybe I should thank you."

Dover pulled his hand, and hundreds of pieces of meat were barely pieced together into half a human figure in front of him.

The white wires that bind them together prevent them from being put together.

"My life is so boring and dull, and you offer yourself to be my toy."

Dover's development of the fruit of the line is definitely not just limited to cutting.

One example is the parasitic thread that can manipulate a person's physical abilities like a puppet.

It is also the move that best targets Buggy's abilities.

The white line returns to its original position, not cutting, but binding.

His index and ring fingers pulled gently.

Buggy, who was barely able to hold on like a human, was hung upside down and moved above the sea.

"If you fall into the sea like this, will you still be able to survive?"

The grin on Dover's face faded a lot.

Turned into a look of indifference.

He never gets angry with the dead.

"Where's the pain? Where's the pain you promised to give me?"

There was no fear in Bucky's eyes, but rather disappointment.

I asked disappointedly, where was the painful death that the other party promised?

"It seems that you are no different from those pigs in the Holy Land."

"What's that name again, Charles or something?"

"When he mentioned you and your father to me, he looked disgusted. Um, I forgot to mention that I am his grandfather."

He kept on chattering in disappointment.

"Ah, you foolish celestial dragon who abandoned your noble status."

"He went to live alone in the human world with his two children and wife."

"In the end, what happened?"

Bucky shook his head while being wrapped in the string, his blue hair falling down.

The act of telling stories seemed to bring him great pleasure.

"My wife died of illness, and my two sons are living like beggars. At dusk or dawn, they try to find a little food in the garbage dump, even if it's just a little bit. They even have to risk being beaten by the slaves who were originally crawling under your crotch."

"Do you think I'm mocking you?"

"No, no, no, I respect everyone who lives seriously. Only by living can you be happy, right?"

Dover's fingers twitched.

The parasitic line that held Bucky upside down was tightened invisibly.

He tried to keep his face calm to prove that he didn't care.

But the look on his face, as if he was about to bite his teeth to pieces, showed that he cared extremely much.

He hated these humiliating years extremely!

Suffering made him grow, but that doesn't mean Dover is grateful for this suffering and pain.

He will only hate it more!
"My fat, pig-like grandson told me how they ended up."

Bucky's disappointed expression finally disappeared, and was replaced by a bit of joy.

Is it storytelling that brings him pleasure?

No, no, no, how is that possible? He is not a kindergarten teacher.

The people who listen to his stories are the source of his pleasure.

Especially Dover's look.

Oh, I'm so bad!

Bucky continued to laugh, and this kind of mockery and exposure of scars made Dover reluctant to kill him.

His ears twitched as he tried to think of ways to make Bucky’s death more painful.

"The kid who liked to wear sunglasses ended up taking off his father's head with his own hands."

"I want to use my father's head to knock on the door of the holy land again."

"Well, guess what Saint Chalmaco said?"

He tilted his head, trying to imitate the posture of Saint Chalmaco in the increasingly tight white line. "He said that even if we are a group of pigs, we cannot accept the pigs that jumped out of the pigsty to come back."

"Even if it's his offspring, hahahaha!"

Bucky's unbridled laughter seemed to reveal all of Dover's humiliating past.

Would Saint Chalmacus really say that?

Of course it's impossible.

Obviously it was just the clown's last lie before he died.

But the sad thing is that all the lies he told were real.

"I can't bear to see you die like this."

Dover's facial features distorted uncontrollably.

With a bend of his fingers, the parasitic line lifted Bucky from the sea surface to his front.

He took off his pink sunglasses, his eyes filled with extreme cruelty.

"I will keep you hanging and let the vultures take away every piece of your flesh. I will let you live a life that is more painful than death!"

"Pfft hahahaha!"

Bucky's laugh got louder.

"You still don't know what I want to say?"

"I mean"

His crazy laughter turned into extreme coldness in the blink of an eye.

Looking at Dover was like looking at a clown who was not funny.

"You shouldn't thank me."

"You should be afraid of me."

Dover was stunned.

There was a "pop" sound, and the sound of flesh being pierced by some blunt object was heard.

Then he lowered his head slightly and saw a black bamboo piercing through his chest, with small pieces of flesh sticking out from the bamboo joints.

Vergo was standing behind him, his entire body covered in pitch-black Armament Haki.

One hand held a ghost bamboo that was also as black as ink.

His cold expression showed no sign of emotion.

why?
Why did Vergo attack him?
No, this couldn't even be considered a sneak attack. Dover's Observation Haki had long known that Vergo was behind him, but he was a subordinate who was like a family member to him.

Dover paid no attention to his state.

Instead, he couldn’t contain his anger in the Joker’s story.

"What did you do?"

Dover raised his head, vomiting blood foam from the corner of his mouth, and the hole in his chest made his voice sound a little hoarse.

He didn't question Virgo.

There is absolutely no way that the other party would betray, so it can only be this clown!
"Pirate."

Vergo just said this indifferently, and the ghost bamboo in his hand was about to spin.

"Foot shave line!"

Dover spun around angrily, with eight nearly transparent thin silk threads on his toes.

A solid kick landed on Virgo.

Eight extremely sharp wires even cut through the defense of Armament Haki, oozing out bright red blood.

In the blink of an eye, Vergo was kicked from the bow to the stern, collapsing several layers of iron plates.

White lines spread across Dover's ruptured chest, like a bandage growing out of the skin, grabbing and stopping the blood from flowing out of the hollow chest cavity.

“What did you do!!”

His expression was extremely ferocious, and he almost roared at Buggy who was hung upside down.

Compared with the humiliation in the past, being betrayed by his current family was even more unacceptable to Dover!
“Uh hahahahahahahaha”

Bucky’s smile grew even wider. The tightening parasitic lines were about to cut him from a few hundred pieces to a few thousand.

But this did not affect his good mood.

"I just want him to be simpler."

“It’s not tiring to live like this.”

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