One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

"Hahaha, we should keep playing like this forever!"

The clown had exhausted his abilities, and he swung his knife horizontally, making no attempt to dodge Sakazuki's incoming fist.

You can't hide, or you'll collapse from exhaustion.

Only by constantly attacking and wielding his sword, just as the meaning of his entire life requires a constant stream of new stimuli, can he truly be motivated.

Only then will the Joker feel that he is alive.

"Hahaha!"

His laughter continued.

Sakazuki, however, could no longer maintain his composure and opened his mouth to exhale forcefully.

His right wrist was covered with a layer of molten lava cooled by rain, like an arm guard covering his wrist and fist.

The Joker was already exhausted to this extent, and Sakazuki was in no better shape. The fact that he could hold on until the end was already a testament to his exceptional physical skills.

The explosive power of the Magma Fruit is among the highest in the world, and the drain on the user is inevitably immense.

What alarmed him even more was that the clown used three abilities, continuing from his battles with Kizaru and Fujitora to his own.

That kind of stamina is simply monstrous!

Sakazuki's lips were pale, and after losing a lot of strength, a layer of salt seeped from his chest.

He had a clearer understanding of the Joker's changing strength.

During the last battle, even though the Joker had developed his ability to shatter into pieces to the awakened level and possessed all three types of Haki, he could only fight and retreat in the face of the violent magma.

The Joker's Armament Haki didn't reach its peak like Garp's or Zephyr's, and his Conqueror's Haki wasn't as domineering as Shanks'.

It relies more on ability.

If nothing else had happened, Sakazuki would have had no problem taking down the Joker.

But even Sakazuki has to admit that, in terms of combat power, the Joker has achieved a triple leap, directly standing at the top of the world.

Gas, fragmentation, and tremors—these three abilities were freely combined in his hands.

The Gas Ghost is unpredictable and can evade general damage. Its Tremor ability gives the Joker a truly powerful and devastating ability, even capable of contending with violent molten lava.

The shockwave released in the form of a ghost was as terrifying as a silent thunderclap.

Caught off guard, Sakazuki was also hit twice, his bones breaking instantly, not to mention the twisted muscles and organs.

"bring it on!"

He took a deep breath, his eyes already bloodshot.

Faced with the clown-like, turtle-like punches, he had little strength to dodge. He simply raised his arm armor to block the knife, and then, countless times, threw out his fist.

Once physical strength reaches its limit, let alone ability, every swing feels like a machine covered in verdigris, constantly making creaking noises.

The muscle soreness felt like it was piercing the bones.

"It's over, Joker!"

A straight punch landed on the clown's reddened face, and he fell into the rain with a thud.

"Pfft... Pfft, hehehehehe..."

The clown chuckled as rain splashed on his face, washing away the blood. He felt both the burning pain from the lava and the coolness of the rain.

"Of course... cough cough, of course."

He coughed a few times, his lungs still burning from the smoke scraping.

It wouldn't choke him to death, given his Gas-Gas Fruit ability, but it would be quite uncomfortable.

The clown tried to brace himself, but his arm dislocated with a loud crack.

We had no choice but to take over separately and again.

"It's a simple matter of striking with a swift stroke, isn't it?"

"After all, look at me now, I barely have the strength to speak, hehehe."

The clown looked utterly defeated.

After all that trouble, and possessing the power of four Devil Fruits, he still couldn't defeat Sakazuki.

This doesn't fit the image of a time traveler in my memory at all.

However, Bucky himself was already very satisfied.

Look at who he beat up.

Fujitora, Kizaru, and Akainu.

Despite having Zephyr's help, it was essentially like he single-handedly took on three generals, and afterwards he even dragged Sakazuki to the point where he couldn't even use his abilities.

How long did it take him to go from being a clown who almost got imprisoned in Impel Down to where he is now?

It has been almost three years.

Thanks to the demons carrying the burden and Vegapunk's technological advantages, their training time was even shorter than the protagonist's.

Therefore, it is quite reasonable for him to be lying here now.

At least it aligns with Sakazuki's understanding.

My heart wasn't pounding, and then I started doing sit-ups.

He was already quite satisfied with this performance.

The clown's face showed no fear, but rather mockery.

Sakazuki picked up the knife that had slipped from his hand with some difficulty, his eyes cold.

He is not a kind person.

"Yes, let's do it this way!"

"Hold my neck and cut me cleanly. Hmm, don't forget to add a touch of domineering force, otherwise you might not be able to kill me."

The clown laughed incoherently, as if he wasn't about to chop off someone's neck. He clearly had no strength left, but his mouth just wouldn't stop.

The rainwater quickly reached the clown's mouth, and the island seemed to turn into a swamp in an instant. At the center was a lake that they had smashed out, and around the lake were scattered pools of water.

The beaches and harbors are no longer visible.

He also saw the boats that had been stranded on the beach earlier, which had been washed ashore.

The sound of the surging seawater once drowned out the sound of the rain.

"Aren't you going to say anything?"

Sakazuki grabbed the knife with his backhand and pressed it against the Joker's neck. Usually at this point, this demon would reveal one of his weaknesses, right?

Or propose conditions that you cannot refuse...

Sakazuki was actually somewhat looking forward to it.

"say something?"

"Hehehe, no need, absolutely no need. Our voices have been on the same channel for a long time."

"If I absolutely have to say it..."

The clown squinted, showing no sign of defeat or dejection, but rather appearing more like a victor.

Why be so serious?

"Smile, like this, hehehehehahaha!!"

With a soft "pfft".

Without hesitation, Akainu pressed down on the knife and sliced ​​through Buggy's neck.

The clown's laughter stopped abruptly.

He staggered to his feet.

After staring at him for a moment, his usually stern face seemed to relax considerably.

But only for a short while.

Sakazuki's eyes regained their firmness—an absolute firmness in his beliefs, an absolute firmness in justice, and a firmness in his current path.

I can never go back.

"Your matter is settled. The road ahead is my own to walk." He muttered a few words, rain streaming down his torn coat. "It has nothing to do with you."

Former Admiral Akainu limped across the swamp.

Even torrential rain couldn't extinguish the volcano.

All that remained were Bucky's severed head and body.

The two hands on his body reached up and touched his head, then put them back on.

The eye on his head narrowed slightly.

This guy didn't use any domineering aura...

"Hehehehe, unrelated?... That won't do! I've put in so much effort and given you so many suggestions, how can you just kick me out now? No, no, we have to keep playing..."

"Hahahahahaha!"

Bucky was laughing heartily.

The laughter briefly drowned out the sound of the rain.

But it couldn't drown out the sound of the surging waves.

He heard the tsunami.

The water had already submerged his mouth and was slowly seeping into his nostrils, so he was inhaling water droplets when he breathed.

He turned his head and saw a high wall.

A wall of azure water, with white waves at its top that seem to reach the clouds, as if the world has been contained within the waves.

"Well, if there's anyone in this world who can control floods and tsunamis... there's no one else."

The clown took a few deep breaths, dragged his arms to remove his head, and then used the two heads to support it.