One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

White leather shoes first materialized in the light screen, stepping on the triceratops' dark green skin and gently patting it. Next came a yellow and white striped suit, with straight trousers and thighs bent at exactly ninety degrees.

A white navy cape was casually draped over the suit.

Kizaru rested his elbows on his kneecaps and supported his chin with both hands.

His face, hidden behind brown sunglasses, looked slightly sleazy, with a scruffy beard.

"Oh dear, it's actually a member of one of the Four Emperors' crews. This is really a headache."

He stood on the cadre's shoulders, his expression a mixture of fear and sarcasm.

Admiral Kizaru…

Sasaki swallowed almost imperceptibly.

The pirates' fierce temper made him want to strangle the marines with his fingertips.

"I advise you not to do this. After all, you've come all this way, and if someone dies, it would be a dereliction of duty."

Kizaru adjusted his brown-tinted glasses and said casually.

"Huh? What you're holding... could it be that guy's head?!"

He noticed that Sasaki was holding a head in his other hand.

“That must have been an illusion. I saw the Joker alive and well,” Smoker said with a sigh of relief.

That was a close call! Luckily, headquarters was notified beforehand…

"That's good, that's good! I thought I was really going to become a marshal!"

Kizaru breathed a sigh of relief, noticing the blank look in the head's eyes.

sluggish?

He pulled down his sunglasses and took a closer look. His dull gaze darted around for a moment, and then his stiff face relaxed again.

Good morning, everyone.

"Hmm...it's been quite a while since we last met. I wonder what you've thought about my suggestion?"

"After all, that's the throne!"

What the hell is this?!

Smoker felt the suspicious looks around him, and even his cigar slipped from his mouth. He hurriedly retorted:

"When did you ever offer any suggestions?!"

“I understand.” Bucky smiled.

The dolls that Jacques made could themselves contain a part of him that had split off.

He had also used this trick to fool Satan before.

But now we can use it for some fun...

"With a high-ranking general here, it's not a good time to talk, right?"

Smoker's embarrassment deepened.

When the navy catches pirates, they always engage in straightforward hand-to-hand combat. When have they ever seen someone frame someone so openly?

"Young friend, such tricks won't work on this old man."

Kizaru waved his hand.

Then he looked at Sasaki with a look of great alarm.

"The sudden appearance of the Beasts Pirates' executives here might indicate some grand conspiracy. Well, I can't just sit idly by."

Are you making excuses?

Smoker's eyes widened in surprise. Although he didn't understand why Buggy could have two heads, Kizaru's feigned indifference was too obvious!

"Yes, we must give it our all!"

Kizaru muttered something to himself, then his figure blurred, and he instantly appeared before Sasaki.

One leg was raised high.

It transformed into a blinding light and kicked out.

What a great speed!

Sasaki couldn't even lock his gaze on anything before he felt himself being sent flying. After a moment of surprise, he suddenly realized...

it hurts!

"What terrifying defensive capabilities!"

Kizaru muttered something, and his figure instantly followed Sasaki's still-flying body.

He lifted his foot off his protruding spine and then pressed it back down.

If a high-ranking member of one of the Four Emperors' factions dies like this, I'll have no excuse to explain myself...

Sasaki's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets; he could feel that his bones were truly cracked.

"This guy's actually pretty tough..."

Bucky shook his head and sighed, glancing at Smoker with a hint of disdain.

If I had known there was an Ancient Zoan user, why would I have bothered training in physical combat with Smoker?

Please vote for me!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 92 Mission

On the other side of the island.

On the Tea Beard pirate ship, the white sails that had been rolled up on the mast fell with a whoosh, and on the lookout tower, Tea Beard's slightly comical pirate flag was still flying high.

Buggy wasn't very interested in pirates, so he didn't bother changing the flag.

Maybe we can even play a trick on those who mistakenly believe it to be true.

Bucky chuckled to himself, feeling as if the world he saw had been split in two.

Half of his field of vision was still in the harbor, watching Kizaru "go all out" to fend off the Flying Six of the Beasts Pirates.

I wonder what Satan will think?

The other half of the view is right in front of you.

The coated ship seemed to be pulled up and down on the sea surface for a moment, as if by some force, before suddenly sinking into the azure world.

The seawater is isolated by the coating, and colorful schools of fish roam outside the membrane.

His blank stare revealed no thought whatsoever.

Like the Sabaody Archipelago, FOOD Island is surrounded by powerfully attractive sinking currents in its surrounding waters.

They were created by cavities thousands of meters below the seabed.

Therefore, as long as you ride this surging sinking current, it will eventually lead you to Fishman Island, located 10,000 meters below the Red Line.

The shimmering sea grew smaller and smaller, and the light was slowly swallowed up. Instead, the flickering flame at the bow of the ship provided a bright spot.

The dark, bottomless abyss gaped wide open, swallowing the faint glimmer of light without any hesitation.

The human body instinctively feels fear towards such darkness and profundity.

Everyone on the ship will experience it, but everyone reacts differently.

Including Pakistan.

His body could also feel fear and trembling.

But what followed was excitement.

The thrill of being on the brink of death made Bucky's eyes exceptionally bright. The seawater grew heavier, pressing down on their heads like a thousand pounds, and Bucky's smile widened even more.

"We've seen similar scenery before, haven't we?"

"Those were exceptionally joyful times, and that's probably when we developed our love for treasure hunting, right?"

"We all understand the joy of constantly untangling and exploring a bunch of loose threads, and finally getting an unexpected reward."

"I heard from Hawkins that Shanks is on Fishman Island right now. Have you thought about what kind of fun you want to give him?"

He spoke freely, without any restraint.

"What on earth happened to Bucky to turn out like this..."

Mochi, the former first mate, was both afraid and suspicious.

No wonder he was scared. Bucky, standing alone on the ship's railing, talking to himself and smiling broadly, was someone Hawkins could only look at with a blank expression.

That guy seems to have entered a new world, transforming from a fortune teller who draws cards himself into a near-madman who wants others to draw cards every day.

I don't know how many people I killed at the port; every card is stained with blood.

Looking at the constantly changing numbers, he unexpectedly broke into a satisfied smile.

"This guy isn't much better!"

The three former members of Buggy's Pirates huddled together, feeling out of place with the rest of the crew.

The only normal Jacques…

He seemed to notice the three people's gazes, raised his head, and gave what he thought was a gentle smile.

She was sewing a headless clown doll in her hands.

This is completely unlike anything normal!

The three of them were trembling.

Bucky ignored the three men's stares, preferring to rummage through the depths of his memories.

Incidentally, I was having a conversation with one of my own personalities.

He had experienced similar scenery before.