One Piece: Buggy the Clown from Arkham

"Really, what a waste!"

Apu said sarcastically.

It's hard to imagine that such a fragile guy can be ranked third among the supernovas?

"Your divination has failed, just follow my orders~"

"No matter what they are doing~~"

He pointed in the direction of the four warships that were in a mess.

The G5 warship turned its bow and hit the hull of another warship directly.

A gap was knocked out of the dark green iron sheet.

The sharp bow just got stuck in it.

It was getting deeper with the surge of the sea water.

The commanders of the two warships looked like mortal enemies.

The two were covered with black armed color domineering.

The swords and bamboos kept slashing.

This was something that the two rookie pirates could not master.

There were two warships that were terribly quiet.

One of them was firing randomly at the warships on the left and right at first, but now there was no movement at all.

The situation of several warships a little further from the port was not much better.

At least seven of the eleven warships sent by the navy this time have already been grounded.

This is great news for them.

"Just break out from that direction!"

Apu twisted his hand and pointed to the direction of the only two warships that were not in chaos.

"Reason."

The tall scarecrow turned around and asked in a deep voice.

Hawkins was a little afraid of divination now.

"Does this still require a reason?"

Apu shook his head.

"Or do you want to get involved in places that are obviously wrong?"

"We have no grudge against that clown!"

"Just pick a normal place to leave."

And otherwise, how can I complete the mission.

Apu grinned and hid the last sentence in his heart.

Hawkins looked at Apu's as if it was a matter of course, and had to admit that he was right.

The more the warships in other places showed an attitude of infighting, the more uncertain he felt.

He was afraid that this was another game of the clown.

On the contrary, this direction, which was not unusual, made him feel a little relieved.

"Okay."

Hawkins nodded, unwilling to participate in the decision-making.

He wanted to do divination a few more times.

Not convinced.

The two pirate ships, shrouded in white fog, silently moved away from the flaming warships.

Sailed a little further away.

"Are you scared, Miss Hina?"

The person who spoke was wearing a navy uniform. From the shoulder straps, it can be seen that he was a third-class soldier in the navy.

He looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a rough and dark complexion from the sea breeze all year round, and a few freckles on his cheeks.

His limbs were locked by three black guns, and the other end of the black gun was held in Hina's hand.

The corporal was dragged backwards by her, like dragging prey.

The gun head made a creaking sound when it scratched the deck.

Somewhat harsh.

Hina's expression was indifferent, and there was some blood on her face.

The third-class soldier had a miserable smile on his face.

He raised his head and let the superior drag him.

"You should have seen it, Miss Hina."

He was referring to the content of the newspaper.

The content of the Celestial Dragons was an extremely heavy blow to all the marines.

"I have thought about it, but it is actually none of my business."

"Because I am not good enough, Miss Hina, I am not even qualified to be a prey."

"But I don't know why, my heart can't stop aching."

The boy closed his eyes, tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes.

"People with weak wills will be bewitched by that clown."

Hina said indifferently.

She knew that her words could not relieve their emotions that seemed to explode in their hearts.

As long as there is a little fear, sadness, and hatred in their hearts.

The omnipresent clown will magnify them infinitely.

Is this why the top leaders have to send so many troops to encircle and suppress that clown?

Is it because the other party has developed the ability to split into pieces to this extent?

Or did something happen to Marijoa?

Hina could vaguely guess something.

The first reaction of the World Government to the news agency's report was to ban it.

This just confirms the content of the news.

It was said by a celestial dragon living in Mary Geoise.

She dragged the third-class soldier out of the dark cabin.

Came to the open bow deck.

The black iron bars formed a dark forest.

Under each of the intersecting black guns, there was a marine locked tightly.

One, her subordinate.

In order to prevent them from committing self-harm due to their emotions amplified by the clown virus, Hina had no choice but to imprison them.

The freckled boy was one of them.

When Hina found him, the boy was already thinking about what posture he should use to jump into the sea to see his dead family.

"You shouldn't care about us, Miss Hina."

The boy who had just become part of this dark forest said again.

They were shrouded in uncontrollable fear, but Miss Hina didn't.

Spending effort to care about them would restrict Miss Hina.

Hina didn't reply.

He just quietly recalled whether he had missed any soldiers.

If there were any more soldiers crying and dying in front of him.

Hina was not sure which side the balance in her heart would tilt towards.

As a soldier, she was not against death.

But she could not accept such a desperate death.

Every soldier's cry and despair added a stain of blood to her justice.

Hina squatted down and hugged her knees.

She was a little scared.

She was afraid that she would become a madman that she did not even know.

But she could not refute it.

The most fundamental reason why the navy was so powerless in the face of this clown was that

The navy, their justice, was originally like a clown!

Full of holes.

Another gust of sea breeze blew with mist.

The extremely tiny fragments scattered by Buggy were pieced together bit by bit.

It formed the shape of an eye.

Looking at the increasingly silent pink-haired woman from a distance.

His eyes were quite satisfied.

Like a winemaker looking at a bottle of new wine he had carefully brewed.

I believe she will definitely bring him a different flavor.

Buggy's other consciousness was still focused on the battle with Doberman.

Looking out from the other party's spiritual world.

Both Doberman and Vergo are strong in physical skills.

The dark Armament Haki has covered half of his body.

Doberman's swordsmanship is straightforward, without any fancy moves, but it is all aimed at killing the opponent to the greatest extent.

The long sword can be chopped, cut or stabbed.

Vergo's fighting style is close to blunt weapons, mainly smashing and blocking.

He is also creative, blowing up bamboo like a balloon, and the bamboo wrapped in Armament Haki seems to have an exceptionally good ductility.

When it is deflated, it is like a bomb ignited close to the body.

It adds a touch of fiery red to the chaotic night.

Very interesting, a different fighting technique from Gotham.

Buggy's consciousness is appreciating with interest, like a sponge constantly absorbing everything they show.

For greater fun, he never hesitates to learn.

Another thing in common between the two is that they are both good at Observation Haki and Armament Haki.

This is exactly what Buggy is not good at.