One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

But it's alright...

This means that the price of artificial Devil Fruits will rise accordingly. Although it will not exceed the price of a genuine Devil Fruit of 300 million, it will be enough as his start-up capital.

The premise is that you can grab a few more.

Old Shah still remembered the cooperation that Pakistan had mentioned.

However, he doesn't want this kind of charity cooperation; it has to be on an equal footing.

The town beneath the King's High.

Almost all the pirates and other forces rushed over. The effect of the firework was like a frenzied signal, igniting the already greedy emotions of the pirates.

This is a Devil Fruit.

It's hundreds of billions of dollars that fell from the sky!

"Forget about the Heavenly Demon, this job is enough to keep me employed for life!"

"Charge!"

"Stop them! This is family property!"

Diamanti's voice sounded particularly weak amidst this frenzied wave.

His fighting group couldn't even establish a single defensive line.

"And what about the other cadres? What are they doing?"

"Damn it, how could we let these scum step into the family's palace!"

"Where are the toy soldiers? Stop them!"

These soldiers were converted from the original royal army. I don't remember anything else, but I do remember their mission to guard the royal palace.

They stood in front of the steps of the King's Highlands.

After blocking a pirate's sword, he was knocked down by another pirate's bullet, his plastic chest charred black by the high temperature.

"Don't stop me from making a fortune, you stupid toy!"

The pirate with two rat whiskers, his face full of greed, kicked away the defensive line made up of toy soldiers.

Two polka-dot-shaped artificial Devil Fruits rolled down from the top, and the Rat Whisker Pirate stepped over the toy soldiers and hugged the two fruits to his chest.

"Long-bearded one, leave the fruit behind!"

Immediately, other pirates saw this and rushed over.

"Oh shit!"

"Consider it charity from your master!"

Lacking confidence that he could survive being surrounded by the crowd, Rat Whisker simply tossed a fruit to the pirates who were pouncing like tigers and wolves.

The lucky one who received the fruit was stunned for a moment. Faced with a crowd of green eyes, he didn't even have time to think before he wolfed down the fruit.

But suddenly, the lucky person clutched their neck, looking pained.

A red glow flickered around his neck.

Flames shot into the sky.

"It's a bomb, but it's fake!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

"No, it's not fake!"

the other side.

The Rat Whisker Pirate's size suddenly increased several times over. He raised his head and roared.

A large, gray rat stood up in the crowd.

He grinned at the astonished crowd.

"Hahahaha, what's mine is mine!"

"You're all scum!"

His emotions seemed very unstable; once he gained power, he turned around and attacked the pirates next to him.

"Hahahahaha!"

The maniacal laughter carried far.

far away.

Bucky's eyes narrowed slightly.

Her smile gradually brightened.

"That's really lucky, but that's fair."

"Do you understand, Monet?"

The snow woman flapped her wings and slowly descended from the sky.

"We're almost there, aren't we!"

Her eyes were filled with excitement.

Monet never forgot their purpose. They were not there to gain fame for defeating the Seven Warlords of the Sea. They did not need the World Government to give them any special consideration, nor would they gain any improvement from a so-called stalemate.

Their goal is simple.

We're going to drive Doflamingo crazy!

Whether it succeeds or not is none of my business.

Buggy chuckled. He never saw Doflamingo as an end in himself, but rather as a process of creating chaos.

What he valued more were the hesitant, fearful, and longing looks in the eyes of onlookers after they ate the fruits, which either exploded on the spot or transformed them into ability users.

"It has nothing to do with will, strength, background, or name."

"That's fair."

"Deadly risks and extraordinary power, that's fair too."

"This is our main course."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 162 Wait a minute

"Mine, all of them are mine!"

The long-bearded rat pirate, carrying a bag of artificial Devil Fruits, climbed all the way to the King's Heights.

They even came to the palace that had turned into white lines.

This is directly below where the pirate ship crashed.

Not only were there the wreckage of pirate ships, but also many scattered artificial Devil Fruits.

The rat was overjoyed, a feeling of indescribable pleasure filling its heart.

His claws were covered in blood.

Two thoughts were clashing in my mind.

One reason was that he was told that there were many powerful people on the island, including Doflamingo, the master of the palace, and that he was just an insignificant one among them. He was already extremely lucky to have picked up so many artificial Devil Fruits.

The other urged him to pick up more, there was one more ahead!

This is a Devil Fruit, not some wild vegetable by the roadside. Picking one of these yields more than you could harvest by enduring months of wind and rain on the open sea!

I can become a great pirate using these skills!

The clash of ideas yielded no results, and the rat-man couldn't resist reaching out and taking the Devil Fruits one by one into his pocket.

He would occasionally encounter a few insignificant colleagues, but he would kill them all with a single blow.

The child hanging up in front of us is no exception!

The ferocity in the rat-man's eyes had been fully unleashed. In this situation of fear and greed, he saw everyone as an enemy and a threat.

Children are no exception.

The little girl was wearing a polka-dot dress, had a monocle over her left eye, and her hands were bound with white thread.

The rat-man's gaze, however, was remarkably calm.

The blood-stained long knife was suddenly swung in front of her, and the pungent smell of blood from it filled her nostrils.

Sugar wrinkled her nose and felt like gagging.

But the next moment, her eyes suddenly rolled back, as if she had seen something extremely terrifying.

"Fufufufu!"

What do you want to do to my family?

"Rubbish."

Ming's voice had a strange quality to it, as if two voices were intertwined.

Thin white lines appeared on his bare skin, swaying like forked threads.

His mouth was stretched wide, with flesh and white lines intertwined.

A pair of eyes revealed violence and ruthlessness, and above those eyes was another pair of eyes.

It was open, but empty inside, like an endless, deep darkness, as lonely and cold as a lone star.

He exuded an extremely terrifying aura, a mixture of the oppressive power of a king and the fear of a demon.

Sugar only glanced at it, and her brain immediately activated its self-protection mechanism.

Three or four white lines emanated from Ming's fingertips, entangling the rat-man.

"I...I'll give it all to you, all of this is for you."

"Can you please leave me alone?"