One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

Bucky smacked his lips and then said:

"You're so selfish."

He waved.

Denjiro and Crocodile behind them exchanged glances, still too afraid to step forward.

Right in front of me is Kaido in his prime!

He bullied his daughter with the face of the strongest creature and put all sorts of pressure on her.

Extremely challenging!

Bucky turned his head to the side, his expression showing no displeasure, still all smiles.

"It seems our little group still has some flaws."

Despite his laughter, his eyes held a chilling coldness that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it."

Bucky shook his head and pulled a button from his pocket.

"Which do you feel more sorry for, the nobles or the commoners?"

He pressed the button, and a mushroom cloud suddenly shot up in the courtyard of a Chinese family in the distance.

“Look, now there are probably hundreds of people who have died because of your selfishness.”

"They are His Highness Oden's loyal generals."

Yamato's lips trembled uncontrollably a few times, and his face suddenly turned much paler.

Did their deaths have anything to do with me?

"Where's next?"

"Uh, you really are a serial killer."

"Wait a minute!!"

Yamato saw the clown preparing to press the button again and couldn't help but speak up.

Her eyes were filled with panic and confusion, two conflicting thoughts clashing in her mind, making her heart feel tangled up.

But the Joker had no intention of giving her time to think.

He pressed the button on his own.

While Kaido and Shadow Moria were locked in a fierce battle, he quickly made some small arrangements.

Another small firework shot up into the sky.

It seems to be the territory of the Fujiwara family.

These noble families are quite interesting. While the common people fled in large numbers, they gathered together in large numbers, ready to support the victors at any moment.

The only unexpected thing is that the current winner is the Joker.

The clown doesn't tolerate them.

"You've killed hundreds more people."

After glancing at the lights shooting up from the fireworks, Buggy turned back to Yamato and said.

Yamato stared blankly, his eyes vacant.

The clown's words were like a hammer, driving in the nail that had killed hundreds of people.

"Dad"

"I see."

Kaido finally spoke, his voice unusually low.

"I'll send him to hell to keep you company!"

No sooner had Kaido finished speaking than the Eighth Guardian suddenly swung his sword, appearing behind the Clown in an instant.

In that split second, you could see the clown slowly turn his head to meet Kaido's gaze, and open his mouth as if to say something.

Kaido wasn't in the mood to listen to him.

I'm so frustrated and want to vent!

He doesn't care how Oden felt when he was threatened; Kaido, on the other hand, couldn't stand it at all.

The Eight Precepts, accompanied by lightning, swung down.

Bucky pulled out several small knives from his wrist, seemingly in a defensive stance.

But in an instant, the ordinary knife was easily shattered, and the Eight Guardians, imbued with Conqueror's Haki, struck Buggy's body head-on.

After a series of hissing sounds from the air.

Pakistan flew out like a cannonball, passing over countless houses before finally landing at the foot of Mount Fuji, creating a large crater.

"Cough! Cough!"

He coughed up blood mixed with shell shells; thankfully, the shell hadn't exploded.

"Hehehehe...that's what makes it fun."

Bucky tapped his fingers on the ground a few times, and his palm suddenly turned into mist and dissipated.

At that moment, another angry roar came from above.

"The Three Worlds Descend - Naraku!"

Kaido caught up in no time, and the Eight Guardians trailed countless bolts of lightning with each swing of their swords.

His eyes were wide open in anger, his long beard stretched to his waist, his dragon horns stood upright, and his scales rustled all over his body.

Top to bottom.

Like a thunderbolt striking!

At a distance of about two meters from the ground, it felt as if one had entered a sluggish world, where purple and white lightning and pitch-black lines were intertwined.

Like the confluence of fresh and salt water, two powerful forces are locked in a fierce struggle.

Bucky tilted his head back, his chest covered in bruises and blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, but that did nothing to diminish his increasingly manic smile.

Please, please beat me to death!

"Hahahahahaha!"

The dark lines were gradually pressed down by the lightning, creating an apocalyptic atmosphere that only made the clown's smile even brighter.

It felt like a certain nerve in my brain was being greatly satisfied.

After the lines and lightning confronted each other for about four or five minutes, the lines were completely crushed, and a powerful aura surrounded Bucky from all sides.

The still-powerful Naraku struck down heavily.

However, the domineering aura wrapped around it was largely neutralized by the demonic aura, resulting in a significant reduction in power when it struck the clown.

It just caused him to spit out blood again, and then crash into several houses.

Bucky let out a long breath, his eyes seemingly blurred by his own blood. The vanished hand didn't return; instead, more of it disappeared.

"Hehehehe, why is your strength so much lighter now? Are you starting to feel reluctant?"

He had barely finished speaking when Kaido suddenly burst through the wall again, and the Eighth Guard swung his sword diagonally, sending Buggy flying into the air.

Then, in mid-air, he relayed the baton, striking the Eighth Order with lightning netting several times, much like hitting a baseball.

They beat Pakistan into several pieces.

He pieced it back together himself.

Covered in blood, he carefully reattached his severed limbs, looking utterly disheveled.

"Hehe...hiss...hehehehe..."

His lips still curled into a mocking smile, and blood trickled from his exposed lips and teeth.

Haven't you eaten?

Bucky staggered to his feet.

"Why don't you just hit him on the head with your stick? Don't you even know how to kill someone?"

For the first time, Kaido, a man who kills without hesitation, was asked if he couldn't even kill a person.

He stood in mid-air, clearly in a position of looking down with disdain, but Kaido's expression remained as gloomy as water.

Bucky's eyes flickered several times.

"I will grant your wish."

After saying something in a low voice, Kaido grasped the Eight Precepts with both hands.

“Great Vajrabhairava…”

Countless lightning bolts flashed across the iron rod as Kaido once again mobilized all his power, unleashing an endless, arrogant, and wild display of domineering aura.

Kaido's eyes were extremely sharp, like two swords that had already pinned the clown down.

"Come on, come on!"

Kill me!

Hehehe!

The blood-soaked man stood hunched over, his expression unrestrained and arrogant.

"Thunderous Eight Trigrams!"

The lightning, like an iron rod tearing through the entire darkness, connected the entire night sky into one, the purple and white lightning emitting an extremely dazzling light!

The sky has fallen!

They headed straight for Pakistan.

He opened his arms wide, welcoming it with joy.

A net of lightning swept across the earth, its hammer blows shaking the heavens and the earth!