One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

If a historian saw this, he would probably be overjoyed.

However, for Bucky, it was just a matter of satisfying his curiosity. What the Five Elders were like was not important; what mattered was that they occupied the most important order in the world.

It's important, at least for Pakistan.

Otherwise, there's no sense of accomplishment in twisting things.

"Let's leave it at that for now."

Jiaoxiang Snake Head finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the demon fall from his head, even though he had always considered himself a demon.

Well, before meeting the Joker.

Right now, Jiao Xiang Snake Head just wants to get a good night's sleep, a long sleep, preferably long enough to forget all these painful memories.

"Let's move on to the second project!"

Just as the charred snake head thought it had escaped death, the devil whispered.

Buggy picked up a Devil Fruit, the one that Orochi had spat out earlier.

"Wasting food is a very bad thing, really."

He said earnestly, "Of course, more important than food is not forgetting your original aspirations."

Do you know what my original intention was?

"……What?"

The charred snake shrank back, its neck twitching, its eyes filled with even greater fear.

He thought the Joker would forget about it after he had confessed so much!

“It’s probably something like…” Bucky raised an eyebrow, “…give me a smile.”

The charred snake's head suddenly shot up toward the ceiling.

He wanted to leave this place and get away from this madman!

The ceiling of the large, single-level apartment was instantly shattered, and the faint morning light shone down. The charred snake head poked its head out and saw the vast sky.

But only there.

His body had been torn to its limit; of the eight heads, only his head was visible, the other seven...

They all stared at the fruit in the clown's hand, expressing their desire.

hungry!

You absolutely have to eat something!

He couldn't understand why he had this emotion, nor could he escape the burden of those seven idiots.

The snake's head emerged, gazing at the morning light, but its head was slowly torn off.

He must have spent too much time with that clown to have been infected like this.

"Hiss—"

The serpent's roar was extremely mournful, as if it contained the most extreme despair and fear, and then it slowly sank into hell.

"Hehehehehe!!"

After that desperate roar, Moria's maniacal laughter filled the entire Flower Capital.

His condition is terrible. Half of his body is covered in bruises from being hit by a hammer. His mouth, which was hit head-on, is lisp, and he has lost several teeth when he smiles.

"I retract my previous assessment."

"Gekko Moria, you truly live up to your reputation as a hero."

Kaido said calmly, carrying the Eight Precepts on his right shoulder.

On his left shoulder, however, there was a fresh knife wound that extended to his abdomen, bleeding profusely.

"He's qualified to be one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea."

I must admit that I underestimated this opponent. His swordsmanship and ability are commendable.

His extreme excitement almost made him think he had seen a clown.

It just lacks the Joker's eerie and unpredictable nature.

"Evaluate my ass!"

Upon hearing his words, Moria, who had just been supporting himself with his knife, immediately stood up straight.

His lips twitched with laughter.

"I don't need your opinion. With them here, having them watching is enough!"

He was in a daze, so dazed that he saw his companions crawling out from under the earth.

Twenty-three years ago, my companions set foot on this land with me to fight Kaido and are now buried here!

That lazy first mate always had phrases like "It's up to you now."

And then there's his navigator, a priest who uses a flail as a weapon, always rambling on and on.

The ship's doctor was a wizard, and there were also combatants, helmsmen, cooks...

One by one, faces reappeared.

It felt as if they were standing right beside me.

"They're still here...they're still here!"

I have never lost them!

Hehehehe!

Moriah's laughter was particularly manic, and his eyes were filled with tears.

The morning light slanted down from the east.

His shadow was like boiling spring water, from which one figure after another emerged.

The Joker's transformation of his mind, coupled with the land that buried his dreams and companions, catalyzed Moria's seemingly grasping the core of the Shadow-Shadow Fruit.

He has been researching and developing the Shadow Fruit for over thirty years.

"I can still give you a chance."

Kaido could also sense this strange aura, which, if he had to describe it, was somewhat like a fleeting moment.

He felt a little reluctant to part with it.

"Join my ranks and become my comrade."

Crocodile's initial surprise attack did indeed yield considerable results, causing heavy losses to Kaido's True Fighters.

If it weren't for Jhin bringing Kid to the scene, several members of the Flying Six would probably have died.

It is worth mentioning that a group of mink tried to intervene in the battle to support Kin'emon and his companion.

Then Kaido killed that group of Mink warriors along with Kin'emon.

This guy is the one who made me lose to the Joker!

"companion?"

Moria's gaze seemed to pause for a moment, as if recalling some distant memory.

This attack on Wano Country was partly due to Crocodile's scheme against Hades, but more importantly, it was also driven by Moria's own desires.

"My companions have always been here!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 207 Moonlight Moria

The same thing viewed from two different perspectives often leads to drastically different results.

For example, the situation where all your companions die while you survive.

Moriah's lesson from this incident was that it is because of life that one can lose.

So he began building his own zombie army and stayed in the foggy sea for ten years without moving.

It's not that he doesn't intend to take revenge.

Although it's easy to say that being a pirate requires being prepared to die, when your comrades, with whom you share life and death, fall in front of you, the hatred you feel is impossible to extinguish.

He just wanted to do it in a way that wouldn't lead to losing it again.

Building a zombie army capable of sweeping across the world and then seeking revenge against Kaido was Moria's survival strategy for the twenty-three years following his defeat.

It is different now.

"Did you hear their cries?"

Moriah chuckled, the sunlight stretching his shadow extremely long.

Human figures crawled out of the shadows.

"Ah, I heard that."

Kaido raised his hand and scratched his hair, his body once again transforming from human form into beast form, his size increasing dramatically, and his aura becoming exceptionally long.

Two long whiskers hung down to his waist.

His physique was almost twice that of Moria.

"The cries of the dead always come from the mouths of the living."

"The word 'companion' always touches people deeply."

"I didn't have high hopes for them either."

He clapped his hands, suddenly remembering his two dead underlings, Quinn and Jack.

Even though there was no alcohol, he looked like he was drunk.

Even tears streamed down their faces.

"My comrade, he died right before my eyes."