One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

Stand between the navy and the pirates and make them give you face?

The Navy will probably give it to them, since fighting this war wasn't their original intention, but Kaido will definitely respond with a fire breath!

Then, in front of the Navy fleet, the Red-Haired Pirates fought a decisive battle against the Beasts Pirates…

And then you expect the navy to have some martial spirit?

That's incredibly audacious!

It was completely different from the situation nearing its end during the Marineford War. It was as if Ace was still on the execution rack, while Whitebeard was still breathing, and he ran over there.

Stop fighting, or I'll fight you.

Whitebeard would definitely throw a punch at me too.

"Why don't we retreat, boss? Anyway, the situation here has nothing to do with us."

Lackey Roux offered a suggestion with a smile.

They weren't under much pressure, since none of their companions had been captured by the navy; they were just watching the show.

It can be used for both offense and defense; it can be as carefree as it wants.

"Hmm." Shanks nodded in understanding. He didn't want to see such a scene before the disaster struck, but the current situation was beyond his control.

"Let's wait and see, the clown hasn't shown up yet."

Regarding war correspondents.

Arne flapped its wings several times, the slash frightening the two birds so much that their faces turned pale.

Don't forget, both of them are also on the wanted list.

As a weapon, the Seraphim certainly doesn't possess the virtue of not killing war correspondents.

Following closely behind S-Eagle, S-Bear also made his move, replicating the complete Paw-Paw Fruit, his figure flashing between multiple pirate ships.

"They've completely crushed the pirates' spirit, haven't they?!"

"The navy still has a solid foundation; they didn't have to use a single admiral in either of the two rounds of attacks."

They had a wide field of vision from above and could see the naval forces, including a line of vice admirals and generals on standby.

“That’s just how pirates are.” Morgans said, unsurprised.

If pirates had your cohesion, they wouldn't always be being chased and beaten by the Navy.

However, the pirates here refer to those outside the New World; the old pirates of the New World haven't really set off yet.

"Kaido should be making a move soon, right?"

The two whispered to each other for a moment, considering whether to notify Fang Zhou and switch the live stream to him.

Auctioning the Celestial Dragons is exciting, but the grand scene before us is even more exhilarating.

"It's hard to say."

"Mr. Clown should be making his move soon."

Morgans shook his head, feeling that the real action was yet to come.

This is just the beginning. The Navy hasn't deployed any admirals yet, and the pirates have two royal crews...

Jhin couldn't hold back any longer.

The flames on the two seraphim were so dazzling that they seemed to be constantly stimulating some nerve in him.

With its wings spread, the Pteranodon flew out like a shooting star.

As the outer pirate fleet dispersed, the Beasts Pirates' fleet finally came into view.

Before participating in this war, Kaido even made a special trip to Dressrosa to obtain more weapons.

The pirate ship, with its primitive punk style, was also covered with countless black cannons. The steam-powered ship roared as it launched its attack, closely following the footsteps of the group's big boss.

"boring!"

"So boring!"

Kaido's roar swept across the near sea in an instant, drowning out the sound of the rain.

The Thunder Bagua in his hand was itching to be used.

"Just let anyone come and kill me!"

Kaido's character, who is determined to die, has been given an additional layer of clown-like madness, which can be considered a gain from their battle.

When it comes to boosting morale, a commander who is fearless and leads the charge is far more effective than any words.

The effects of the two naval strikes were largely negated.

"chief of staff--"

In the command room of the main ship, Tsuru only uttered a few words, but his voice suddenly disappeared from his mouth.

It wasn't just his voice; it was the sound of rain hitting the sea, the ceaseless gunfire, and the footsteps of soldiers moving back and forth…

They all vanished in an instant.

It was as if the whole world had been forcibly silenced.

silence…

The crane suddenly raised its head, its eyes filled with solemnity.

The Joker has made his move!

Based on intelligence from the Mist Sea Battle, they already knew that one of the Joker's subordinates was a user of the Silence-Silence Fruit.

The silence at this moment... was perfectly timed!

Crane opened its mouth as if trying to say something into the microphone, but no sound came through.

The connection between her brain and the rest of her body was completely severed; no, the connection between all parts of her body was also severed.

For pirates, whose organizations are chaotic and who fight their own battles, being quiet or not has little impact. But for the Navy, a well-organized military, it would be a huge blow.

Each warship suddenly became an isolated island.

If a warship were to appear at this moment…

He's heart jumped. He stopped staring at the various instruments in the command room and quickly ran up to the deck, looking around.

As if provoked by the artillery fire, the rain turned into a downpour, determined to drown out the roar of the cannons, but it suddenly fell silent when it landed over the fleet.

Only layers of rain obstructed people's vision.

Aside from the ship's lights, the only other way to identify a warship is by the sudden burst of fire from its bow.

The crane's teeth were firmly planted, and its thin, dry hands were clenched tightly.

If she remembered correctly, the warship at that location belonged to Lieutenant General G1, the Flying Squirrel.

It's this guy!

The fire from the warships was firing haphazardly, and it seemed as if kerosene lamps had suddenly appeared in the darkness.

Panic and chaos, a situation eerily similar to the Battle of the Fog, loomed over the naval fleet once again like a persistent nightmare.

……

"Well done."

Bucky nodded and gave Swan a word of encouragement.

Extensive noise reduction was the development direction he chose for Swan, and also the role she could play in the team.

Swan's face was noticeably paler, and rainwater soaked his long, curly hair, which then seeped into his collar.

But he smiled contentedly at the clown's praise.

The Silence Fruit has no lethal power, but it adds a lot of color to the clown's game, so it's worth it.

Compared to the potential fate of slavery he might face in the Sabaody Archipelago, Swan, who had little ambition, was already quite content.

On the luxurious ship, the ornate and heavy doors had been pushed open halfway.

Swann didn't follow, but instead leaned against the doorpost and closed his eyes to rest.

Maintaining such a large area of ​​silence must have taken a toll on her.

The entire area of ​​silence was formed around the ship beneath her, so she could still hear the clown's light footsteps.

It gives me a lot of peace of mind.

"It was a bit noisy outside just now, but it should be much better now, right?"

The room behind the door was about four meters high, spacious like a church, with Roman columns and semi-circular arches. However, the golden decorations broke the classical charm and revealed the extreme luxury unique to the Celestial Dragons.

The person who opened the door was a secret agent in a white suit, wearing a crying face mask.

On either side of the entrance stood a row of about twelve or thirteen agents in black suits, holding rifles, their eyes blazing, ready to pounce.

"A welcoming ceremony? I like this."

Bucky spread his hands, seemingly helpless, but his mocking smile also made people wary.

Sacred Vochuli sat on a red leather sofa chair, his head tilted to one side, his neck not visible, his eyes as fierce as his scarred, bald head.

"If you come to me, it will save me a lot of trouble."

"Trouble, do you mean our entertainment program tonight? Ah... I love the smell of firelight, rain and gunpowder mixed together."

"Are there any more chairs?" Bucky looked around and realized that the guy with the mustache was not very hospitable; he didn't even offer a chair.

“We can sit down and have a chat.”

The half-open door only allowed Bucky to enter.

But compared to the Joker's relaxed and playful demeanor, Vocholi and the agents appear more like the surrounded individuals, unusually serious.

"Tonight is still a long night."

“I don’t like jokes.” Vochuli’s eyes were like sharp swords, and although his suit was smart, he exuded an aura as if he were sitting high on a judge’s table conducting a trial.

"I have no intention of trying to persuade you to surrender; your crimes are already too numerous to count."

"If you're going to threaten me with those three Celestial Dragons or the survival of the Navy, I advise you not to say a word."