One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

He touched his chin.

"If it were before tonight, I would definitely consider it seriously."

"A complete upheaval, what a... moving phrase."

"But unfortunately..."

Bucky's body slowly floated up, and the smile on his face gradually became arrogant.

"I'd rather see how you deal with this former subordinate, hehehe."

"Just a friendly reminder, this subordinate who sees you as an enemy has quite a bit of evidence against you."

Bucky's gaze followed the white mist, and he could see a lone naval warship sailing towards the edge of the mist.

The warship was unremarkable and did not fly any special flags.

Without the slightest hesitation, he plunged headlong into the white mist.

Looks like someone's getting anxious.

"Perhaps we can talk about cooperation in the future."

Bucky chuckled to himself. Dover was a good toy; at least for now, Bucky couldn't bear to play him to death.

Before we knew it, it was already bright daylight.

The white mist created by the Dream Eater can no longer block the sunlight, and this place is not like the Misty Sea with its natural geographical environment.

Hina's battle with the flying squirrel continues.

The roar of artillery fire and the piercing sound of gunfire mingled together.

The gloomy Dover then faces the challenge of his subordinates suddenly turning against him.

At least for now, he can't do anything about himself.

He's tried everything – Parasite Thread, Armament Haki, Conqueror's Haki – but unless Kaido gives him two clubs and he awakens Conqueror's Haki to entangle him, he'll be a threat.

Doflamingo himself was clearly aware of this.

And recovery is impossible.

Pakistan will only split apart.

Like Moriah, the damage to the mental world is irreversible.

The current chaotic situation brought him a sense of pleasure.

Especially at the beginning, this group's goal was originally themselves.

Now I've found them a completely new goal.

A more interesting goal.

The demon seemed to sense his inner pleasure, and hid in the world of shadows, clutching his stomach and laughing wildly.

There are other things to look forward to.

Hina, who has turned to the dark side; Doberman, who is absolutely righteous—well, that is, provided the other party can survive; and Doflamingo, who personally killed his subordinates who were like family to him.

Bucky was certain he would make the move.

Yes, an even more cruel and suspicious Heavenly Demon.

From this perspective, the so-called new world becomes much more interesting.

Oh, and those two supernovas…

Bucky's gaze sharpened as the half-real, half-illusory shadow of the Dream Eater enveloped his body and merged into the darkness.

……

……

Two pirate ships sailed side by side on a pitch-black sea.

"The night is exceptionally long tonight."

Hawkins put down the cards in his hand.

The numbers on the cards still fluctuate between zero and one thousand.

But after looking at it for a while, he accepted it.

Both left and right were determined by my own divination.

The warships had long since disappeared behind them.

Ap's choice of direction made some sense; at least the warship they had seen earlier hadn't even acknowledged them.

I wonder if that clown is still alive?

They must still be alive.

Hawkins suddenly felt certain again: people who desperately seek death are sometimes the ones who have the hardest time dying.

The night was just too long, and the oil wicks of the ship's lamps were showing signs of drying out.

"Captain, there's a ship over there!"

The curly-haired subordinate pointed to a spot not far away.

In the dim light, a brightly colored oak sailboat sailed toward them.

In the extremely quiet night.

The slightly cheerful singing on the oak boat and the bright oil lamp stood out particularly.

Something's not right.

Hawkins instinctively sensed something was wrong, and quickly put down the card he had just drawn.

I almost forgot that all my current divination attempts are just a jumbled mess...

"Captain, should we go take a look? That looks like a pirate ship too."

The curly-haired subordinate put down his binoculars and said.

He saw the pirate flag flying on the oak ship.

When he said "take a look," he meant to loot everything that could be plundered from the opposite ship.

Hawkins twirled the cards in his hand, his gaze sharpening.

"Let Ap and the others go."

With the naval threat gone, their alliance became precarious.

But Apoo seems to firmly believe that forming an alliance is the best way for these rookie pirates to fight against the veteran Yonko.

The two pirate ships were not far apart.

He could see Ap standing at the bow of the boat, shaking his head and playing some tune.

The sounds of musical instruments from the oak boat seemed to appeal to Ap.

The two ships slowly approached each other.

A blond man stood up on the oak boat and greeted Ap warmly.

Ap then folded up one end of his arm, turning it into a recorder.

"This guy's battle music."

"They really show no mercy."

Hawkins saw the oak ship suddenly burst into flames under the influence of the Ap battle music.

Apoo's Sound-Sound Fruit allows him to turn any part of his body into a musical instrument, and anyone who can hear it will be affected by the music.

Hawkins deliberately distanced himself from them.

He felt that Apoo wasn't up to any good either.

I only managed to escape from Fishman Island by taking advantage of the chaos when Kidd was fighting one of Kaido's Flying Six. So what makes this guy so special?

Darkness and silence still enveloped them.

If it weren't for the gentle ripples as the boat pushed through the water, Hawkins would have doubted whether he was even moving.

It was only a while later.

Then he heard his curly-haired subordinate come over and point in a direction a little further away, saying:

"Captain, there's a ship over there!"

On the dark sea, the oak boat, exactly the same as before, reappeared.

This time, however, the melody played on the oak boat seemed to have several variations.

The curly-haired subordinate repeated Hawkins's familiar words.

Perhaps it was the sea breeze, but his face looked stiff at that moment.

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Chapter 82 Keeping Your Word

The kerosene lamp emitted a pale yellow light.

The slightly curled white paper looked somewhat old.

A quill pen doesn't write very fast on paper.

The pure white feathers swayed gently.

As the brushstrokes are drawn, one can see the corners of the writer's lips occasionally lightly touching.

It seemed as if he was silently reciting something.

"The Chop-Chop Fruit possesses the ability to continuously divide itself, making it an effective immune weapon."