One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

What's even more interesting is the other party's current attitude.

Wait for him a moment.

In Doflamingo's mind, the entire kingdom had become an arena for the two of them, a scene where a fight to the death was inevitable.

It's like someone ran into his house, sat in his chair, and hugged his wife.

It even greeted itself warmly.

But his own family turned around and saw him as an enemy.

The humiliation is self-evident.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have already pulled out a kitchen knife and were ready to fight the clown to the death.

But Ming is always different.

He was more resolute and more cruel.

Therefore, what he could not tolerate was the mockery in the clown's eyes.

He sees himself as a game.

That mocking gaze, like that of a superior looking down upon you as you kill your own family members one by one.

Then they clapped their hands happily.

This is what he finds most unacceptable.

Ming readily took the torch and set his family and house ablaze, using the flames to encircle himself and the Joker.

The Joker doesn't care about anything, while I care about too much, which is why things have turned out this way.

As long as you also abandon everything.

Talent

I saw the clown crying!

"Fufufufu!"

"Diamanti, you did a great job."

Doflamingo admired his loyalty, but still couldn't allow himself to have this weakness.

I won't be a joke!

Moreover, during this process, Doflamingo could feel that his fusion with the demons was deepening, and they had become the closest of all beings.

He was only one thing away from becoming an immortal demon: abandoning everything.

Make the clown cry…

White waves surged up from the high ground as he walked.

Ming showed respect to his family by personally taking off.

A thin white thread was being pulled between the fingertips.

"Now, let's stand with them, my family."

"Fufufu says I should be alone!"

Doflamingo's demeanor was like that of a madman.

His face showed a mix of crying and laughing, tears streaming down his face while his lips curled into a wide grin, and beneath his eyes, those empty eye sockets revealed a hint of liveliness.

The thin thread at the fingertip didn't cut straight down, but suddenly wrapped around Diamanti.

"Dover!! What are you doing?!"

Diamanti had barely managed to say a few words when she was bound into a white cocoon by white thread.

Blood gradually seeped out from the white cocoon.

The other cadres scattered immediately.

"Young Master, have you gone mad?! That's Diamanti!"

"He was even capable of harming his most loyal top-ranking officials!"

"Run! Run! That birdcage is coming for us!"

Only then did they realize the truth.

The other pirates' eyes lit up.

If the Donquixote Family has internal strife, then wouldn't all these artificial Devil Fruits belong to them?!

The opportunity to prosper is right in front of you!

Pushed by the white waves, the artificial Devil Fruit, a special existence that cannot be assimilated, was also pushed down.

It's like a strong wind blowing through an orchard, causing ripe fruit to roll along with the wind.

grab!

The pirate with the braided hair gripped his machete tightly, his eyes gleaming with a greenish light.

It lunged straight at a polka-dot-shaped fruit.

The fruit was like a floating leaf on the river, almost within reach.

The braided pirate used his cleaver to slash and flick, cutting off his rival's hands and feet, and then grabbed the Devil Fruit in his hand.

But the next moment, he felt a chill run through him.

A long cone emerged from the white line, moving at incredible speed, and pierced through his chest.

It's not just here.

The white lines covering the King's Highlands sprouted dense spikes, swallowing up those who challenged the family's authority.

The red cocoon quietly broke open.

Diamanti emerged again, his eyes vacant and lifeless.

A thin thread extends from the top of Ming's head all the way to his fingertips.

His body became further white and linear, as if it had transformed into a natural element.

"Just a little more, just a little more and it'll be perfect, hee hee hee..."

Ming chuckled softly.

Two teardrops slid down from beneath the empty eye sockets.

His demonic nature had long been awakened, and now it has been further aroused by him.

If the Devil Clown gradually awakens amidst chaotic pleasure, then Doflamingo, having already awakened, uses ruthless and merciless methods to further fuse the Devil within the String-String Fruit.

But he still felt different from the Joker.

In the perception of Observation Haki, none of the Joker's physical characteristics or emotional expressions exist.

It's like a lonely Devil Fruit.

"Eat him, and become a demon."

"If we add them, it should be fine, hehe."

Doflamingo's thinking became somewhat rigid, and he completely disregarded whether his path was wrong.

Devil Fruits are the most wondrous things in this ocean.

Before the Joker, research on Devil Fruits was limited to lineage factors and Devil Awakening.

Even questions remain unanswered, such as how they awaken, why there are Ancient Beasts and Mythical Beasts, and why some abilities can directly delete or modify memories.

And it can't be changed anymore.

Then let's go all the way down the path of assimilating with the devil!

"Whip!"

Ming sprang up, and a white line shot out from his palm like a long whip, moving at lightning speed.

The half-fish Deringer had already reached the edge of the birdcage.

"Hey!!"

His face was panicked, and he was panting heavily as he walked along the white line that resembled the sky.

The white lines scraped raw, leaving bloody marks on the soles of my feet.

But the fear of Doflamingo's posture completely outweighed the pain.

"He's gone mad...he's gone mad!"

"Hurry, I have to run! Run to the sea! Yes! If I get to the sea, I can survive!"

"The Don Quixote family is gone!"

Outside the birdcage, a white homing pigeon flapped its wings a few times and hovered in mid-air, a black camera hanging on its chest, pointed directly at Deringer.

"Bounty of 15 million Berries, pirate Dellinger is dead."

Beneath the carrier pigeon, a man in a suit stepped forward, extended his left hand, and the pigeon's claws grasped his fingers, cooing a few times.

"What nonsense are you spouting, you lackey!"

Deringer roared a few times inside the cage. The people in masks and suits were mostly from the World Government.

But his shouting stopped abruptly.

A white beam of wire fell from the sky, like an armor-piercing bullet, instantly piercing his chest.

Deringer's finger was still pointing at the man in the suit when his body suddenly collapsed, his face turned towards the white line, and he was sliced ​​into several pieces by the sharp birdcage.

"Hehehe, this alone is not enough to atone for your sins."

Rob Lucci.

Lu Qi pressed his ear.

The voice coming from inside had a teasing tone, like a mature woman's whisper.

"I know."