One Piece: Arkham: Buggy the Clown

Chapter 68 Let's Go Crazy Together
The fireworks in the night sky are like a flash in the pan, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The light white mist floated along with the surging sea water, clinging to the dark green hull of the warship, and then slowly climbed up with the surging waves.

The sound seemed to disappear.

Grant looked around aimlessly.

Panicked soldiers passed by him, and he should have heard the rustling of their uniforms and guns, and the sight of Vice Admiral Doberman standing on the bow deck, shouting orders...

There was no sound at all.

“Ha, haha…”

He did not inquire why the sound disappeared. Instead, he lowered his head and laughed sadly.

"What a quiet world!"

Grant found himself finding some solace in a world without voice.

His expression was half crying and half laughing.

He walked towards the Lieutenant General with a brisk pace.

The word "Justice" on the general's cloak is extremely eye-catching.

It just so happened that Grant was eager to destroy or mess up something at this moment, using catharsis to cover up his inner sadness.

Otherwise, he was afraid that he would not be able to help himself and would dig out his heart that seemed to be tightly grasped by someone's hand to see if it was really that ridiculous...

The emotions that needed to be vented in his heart exceeded his rationality.

It seems like there is a devil hidden in the mysterious spiritual world, manipulating people's emotions.

It was not something that was created out of nothing, but rather the hatred and dissatisfaction that Grant already had was magnified to the point where it filled his heart completely.

The Lieutenant General seemed to have noticed the disappearance of the sound. His expression became extremely serious and he began to use kicks and gestures to make the soldiers understand his orders.

Not alert, he was not alert...

Grant couldn't help but snickering, like a child about to pull off a practical joke.

Such behavior seemed to bring him some kind of pleasure.

He leaned in behind His Excellency the Lieutenant General.

Bow down.

The sword he carried with him was unsheathed smoothly without making any sound.

But the voice that roared out of Grant's throat only echoed in his own mind.

"Who allowed you to kill him?"

"Who allowed you to do that?"

The white blade flashed by, and he saw blood spurting out of the lieutenant general's body.

"traitor!"

Doberman reacted quickly, unleashing six types of iron blocks the instant the blade passed by. Grant's knife only left another new scar on his back.

I just don't understand why this major, who had performed so well and was very obedient to orders, dared to do something to me.

Then he raised his foot and kicked with such force that Grant flew back more than ten meters and vomited blood.

"Are you crazy, Grant?"

Dauberman said this habitually with a serious face, but when he realized that the voice had disappeared, his expression became even colder.

Is this what the clown wanted?

First he used self-destruction to deceive people, and then he used this area that can block out sound...

His eyes swept over the confused soldiers.

Some of them seemed to have suddenly understood a certain truth and had sad faces. Some of them were so cowardly that they even jumped into the sea.

And those who were already angry became even more angry.

They actually turned the gun barrels around and fired at the friendly warships nearby!

Since the clown's self-explosion, everyone's emotions have been filled with a kind of madness...

Dauberman began to understand why the CP agents called it the demonic contamination and the clown virus.

He is eroding people's spiritual world.

We must find all the parts of that clown and throw them into the sea!
Dauberman immediately thought of the most direct way to deal with the situation.

Grant, who was lying on the deck and twitching, forced a smile on his face. Such pain seemed to soothe the pain in his heart.

"It feels so good..." Dauberman wasn't sure what his major was talking about, but the smile made him start to feel sick.

Just like that clown.

kill him!

A murderous intent sprouted in his heart.

The rough hand grasped the familiar hilt, then released it. There was a hint of hesitation on Doberman's face, which was covered with knife and sword scars.

The executioner, who was used to killing, actually began to doubt killing.

This is not me!
He remembered the clown's cheerful expression when he stood on the observation deck and greeted people...

kill!

The knife flashed across Grant's body, far beyond his reaction.

Blood gushed out, and he just chuckled twice, as if he got some kind of satisfaction.

"Let's go crazy together."

Doberman, who was wielding a knife, read his words from his lips and felt a strong sense of shock.

This can’t go on any longer…

He ignored the soldiers on his own warship and wanted to contact the generals on other warships.

But then, the warship under Doberman suddenly shook, and flames shot out from one side of the hull.

A warship opened fire on us? !
On the warship next to him, a dashing beauty with long pink hair was staring at him with vicious eyes.

Dauberman soon figured out why.

Their own warships bombarded the enemy.

She also saw that she had killed Grant...

He was a major after all.

But it was the other party who took action first.

Just as Doberman was about to explain, his expression suddenly froze.

The sound is blocked.

An unknown person with special abilities must have blocked out the sounds of these warships!

He wants to put us all on an island!

He couldn't help but feel a little bit of fear in his heart, and Doberman realized that in the environment without sound, they had become independent islands, caught in inevitable suspicion.

For the first time, Doberman felt a sense of fear as if he were falling into an ice cellar.

It was obvious that the clown didn't swing a knife at him, and he hadn't even had any contact with the clown!
The clown clearly looked very frail.

But he just pushed himself into this predicament through a fireworks display.

Find him!

Only by finding that clown can all this be stopped!
clown!

Doberman's eyes were filled with anger, and his observation Haki was pushed to the extreme. The crazy emotions of all the soldiers on the warship were enveloped by him.

His figure shuttled between the warship and the enemy like a ghost.

Malice!

He was looking for the biggest villain among them.

Lieutenant Colonel Balto, there's something wrong with the way he looks at me!
Lieutenant Kilitjo, he couldn't hide the resentment in his heart at all!
Chef Marcelino, his curry is not good at all!
The thought of killing filled Doberman's heart. He even forgot what his original idea was. He just wanted to keep killing until he no longer felt that fear.

It seemed as if a crazy laugh was echoing in his mind.

On this silent warship.

Extremely harsh.

"Hina report, Hina report!"

"Mr. Doberman has been corrupted by the Joker, and he is slaughtering navy soldiers like crazy!"

"Hina must stop him now!"

On the warship that was also emitting billowing black smoke, Hina loosened the collar of her rose-red suit.

The sound is exceptionally crisp.

(End of this chapter)