One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

His eyes fell on Jacques, who seemed a little uneasy.

He pulled a Devil Fruit out of his person.

Yes, the reason he carries a Devil Fruit with him is to find an opportunity to feed one to a Devil Fruit user.

No one could have predicted that the opponent would suddenly pull out a Devil Fruit during the battle, right?

"It's also for the sake of fairness."

He handed the banana with white fuzz to the other person.

The clown is never stingy with these things.

This somewhat ambitious older man's eyes reddened, a rare occurrence.

"."

When the bubble cable car arrived at the holy site, it did not cause a commotion.

The Holy Land, Mary Geoise.

There is no difference between night and day here.

Charmaco Saint is decorating a new toy that he had finally managed to rent.

A toy called the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

Bartholomew the Great Bear.

Its tall frame was kneeling on the ground, its broken body revealing flesh that looked like steel.

The Celestial Dragons used expensive swords as decorations on it.

This is used to flaunt one's military strength and wealth.

The sword pierced through his body, like a screw stuck in a precision instrument, yet strangely it brought out streaks of blood.

Charmaco stood on the bear's head.

He forcefully plunged a long-handled axe into the bear's body.

If I could pierce this slave's body, it would prove that I am much stronger than the previous Celestial Dragons I had rented!

He had no intention of having slaves do something so boastful.

To be precise, he had just tried to stuff a slave's body into those meaningless iron plates.

It is a pity.

Even if I chopped that slave into mincemeat, I still couldn't fit him into this incredibly sophisticated body.

That was his 98th wife.

Unsurprisingly, it shares the same ending as the previous 97.

On the contrary, this long-handled axe could penetrate a little further.

"Do you need any help, sir?"

Greetings rang out in the Holy Chalmar.

He didn't even glance at them, treating them like guard dogs.

How could I let the dog play with my new toy first?

"roll."

"That's probably impossible."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 48 The Clown Arrives

"Looks like we're in luck."

Bucky, with a smile on his face, looked at the Celestial Dragon in front of him, who resembled a pig, and shouted angrily.

His fierce and aggressive demeanor was like that of someone acting in a silent movie.

Soundproof walls block the transmission of sound.

"There's no moonlight tonight, but you must be in a good mood."

He stepped forward.

A hand flew out and grabbed the Celestial Dragon by the neck.

Soundproof walls do not impede the transmission of sound inside.

Saint Chalmar felt he should be angry and throw this filthy wretch who dared to touch him into his underground water tank.

My little pet hasn't seen blood in a long time.

But these ideas quickly disappeared.

He seemed to be in a really good mood. He stared blankly at the night sky, where only a crescent moon, like a smile, shone in the dim night.

A smile unconsciously crept onto his face.

"Well, the split in the mental world seems to be related to the object's will or rather, its sense of resistance."

Buggy silently thought to himself that invading and splitting the Celestial Dragon's mental world was much easier than Moria's.

"It would be better if blood could fill the stillness of this night."

Bucky's tone was gentle, like that of a kind therapist.

"Yes, blood will fill the gap, just right."

An extremely strong urge to kill arose in Saint Charmaco's heart.

Despite his bruised and swollen face from the hardship, he still managed a smile.

"I like killing."

"Because I hate the air those lowly people breathe, it pollutes the holy land. So I only give them ten minutes of breathing time a day, and if anyone exceeds that time, I kill them."

“Singapore Saint often kills people indiscriminately, I am much kinder than him.”

In Bucky's cognitive long-range view, he saw a large number of dark purple-red corpses, which, if not known to him, would look like demons crawling out of some hell.

But evil exists among humans.

He raised an eyebrow and continued to instigate:

"Yes, but killing those people is completely unbecoming of your status."

In his spiritual world, he dissected some of the useless emotions of Saint Charles and magnified the orb that symbolized pride and vanity.

"Let the blood of the Celestial Dragons fill the emptiness of the night."

"Yes, that's how it should be."

Charmaco Saint's severely oxygen-deprived mind was incapable of thinking; he simply let his emotions dictate his actions.

"Only their blood is worthy of me."

"By the way, can you do me a favor?"

“Of course, you are my father.” A hint of dependence appeared in Charmaco’s dull eyes.

Bucky drastically trimmed the long axis of his cognition.

Charmacos is currently in a state of extreme confusion.

One moment he sees Bucky as his father, and the next he sees him as his grandfather.

"Yes, when you meet the navy, remember to write a few words for them with your own blood."

"What word?"

Bucky chuckled softly.

"The clown is here."

"it is good."

Bucky released his grip, and the pig-like Charmaco Saint fell to the ground with a thud. But he didn't even think to calm his rapid breathing. The intense emotions bursting from his spiritual world whipped him like a lash, urging him to fulfill his boundless emotional desires.

kill.

Slaughtering one's own kind.

"Don't forget this."

Bucky smiled and handed him a clown mask, a shotgun, and a Molotov cocktail.

The mask was stained with blood; it had been taken from the face of one of the Joker's gang members.

“Fire would add even more excitement,” he suggested.

Charmaco Saint stumbled out of his manor, heading straight into the dark night.

"."

"Wouldn't that expose us, Lord Buggy?"

"I've heard that a great general is stationed in the Holy Land."

Jacques asked in a trembling voice, realizing he had underestimated the clown's madness.

"That's why we need to do it even more."

Bucky excitedly tapped his fingers together.

He had originally thought that a vice admiral or even an admiral would come to Sabaody Archipelago to find him.

In that case, the fireworks should be placed in a location where the defenses are weak, such as Marineford or Enies Lobby.

pity.

No one from the Navy or CP0 came to Sabaody Archipelago to play with him.

So he had no choice but to come to their door.

However, this also reflects something.