One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

The flames engulfed the ship once more.

Don't you like it here?

When Bucky opened his eyes again, Yuki's expression had become much colder.

“Someone once had this dream day after day.”

Yuqi, his eyes vacant, continued.

"It's a dream, no wonder it makes me so happy." Bucky grinned, not at all surprised by the change.

"But I don't like dreaming."

"Reality is already ridiculous enough."

Bucky repeated his previous action, raising his gun and pulling the trigger.

Murder and arson.

Just like what he does best.

Open your eyes.

Yuqi's expression was indifferent, and he kept a distance of six steps from him.

Aren't you annoyed?

This was the first time he had ever seen someone so impatiently repeating a series of actions.

Killing was as easy for him as drinking water.

Even if it's a group of complete strangers who are even greeting him warmly.

"Bored?" Bucky stroked his chin, as if he were thinking seriously.

Then, with a mocking laugh, he said, "Ah, open your eyes, close your eyes, and then repeat the process."

"The vast majority of lives I've seen are like this."

Why get annoyed?

Bucky silently walked over to Yuchi's side again.

Then he raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

The movements were fluid and graceful.

"Kill him!"

The crew on one side finally stopped watching.

He pulled out three or four longswords from the accordion, and the man with the afro who had been playing the violin turned his bow into a sharp knife.

This is their dream.

"It's now in berserk mode."

Bucky waved his hand dismissively, looking completely unconcerned.

He let the swords and blades strike his body.

"So, what's next?"

He pulled a thread from the corner of his mouth.

Gently rub your finger on it.

"boom--"

His mouth movements and the firelight rang out simultaneously.

"What did you do?!"

Yuqi, back to square one, was furious. Cracks spread from his face all the way to the ship's hull, and even beyond the ship, into the darkness where the cold firelight could not reach.

Cracks resembling shards of porcelain also appeared there.

Bucky looked up, and the other person's exasperated expression seemed to bring him great pleasure, his smile mocking.

“I’ve just been staying here.”

The first effect of the Four-Chop Fruit after its awakening is...

Those who come into contact with him can be divided.

"How is this possible!"

"How could you possibly escape my dream!"

"Isn't it nice to dream here!"

Yuqi was still shouting loudly, but the spread of the cracks was already unstoppable.

With a whoosh.

The dark shadows that had enveloped the surrounding area instantly shattered into pieces.

Bucky stomped his foot, and the wet, rotten smell was gone from the deck.

I could also faintly hear a sound like a "moo".

The towering black shadow silently fled.

Please read on! This is very important for a newbie like me!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 35 The Release of Obsession

Arne felt like he had a terrible dream.

He dreamed that he saw the crew members who had gone missing in the foggy sea.

One of them was someone he had met on a small island in the South China Sea.

In the dream, the other person seemed to be living a rather respectable life.

Living a life of luxury.

She even jokingly asked him if he was still in his original pirate crew.

Arne replied that he was no longer there.

The old friend then pressed him on where he was living now.

He hesitated for a moment before finally revealing the name of the Bat Cutie Pirates.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Phew, thank goodness it was just a dream."

Arne patted his chest lightly, looking as if he was still shaken.

The scene in my dream was terrifying!

Outside the dream, the dark shadow that had once filled him with dread had receded, but a thick fog still shrouded the area.

Bucky remained standing at the bow of the ship.

He was secretly chuckling.

"Where is that dark figure, Mr. Bucky?"

"Ran."

"But don't worry, I'll catch it."

"catch?!"

Looking at Bucky's serious expression, Alne wondered if he had misheard.

That looks like some kind of terrifying monster!

Bucky nodded without saying anything more.

"Before that, let's find Ghost Island."

He began to wonder what the corpses of Captain John and Silver Axe would leave behind.

And where did Moria dig up their bodies from?

Perhaps this is the joy of treasure hunting.

Bucky could barely understand himself.

Apart from the towering black shadows, there seemed to be no other dangers in the foggy sea.

After Bucky woke up Morgans and Secretary Ou.

They then sailed the Big News for two more days through the dense fog.

This sea area is not prone to getting lost; several times they saw slivers of sunlight peeking through the edge of the fog.

Having failed to achieve their goal, they turned around and plunged back into the thick fog.

Fortunately, they had brought enough food on the ship, and there were only a few of them.

If all else fails, there are also the large, fat secretary gulls that can be used as food.

It's still manageable.

It continued until the third day.

They finally spotted the world's largest pirate ship through a thick fog.

It was a terrifying three-masted sailing ship, the size of a small island, surrounded by a ring of walls.

I really don't know how this ship sailed from the Western Sea into the Grand Line.

Bucky floated straight over.

His clones inherently possess the ability to levitate, and this ability becomes even more pronounced when his feet are no longer required to touch the ground.

Entering the outer wall, there is a moat inside, with many mangled corpses floating on it.

As for the island, it was almost a complete mess.