One Piece: Arkham: Buggy the Clown

Chapter 72 Brewing

"What a waste!"

Apu sneered without any hesitation.

It’s hard to imagine that such a fragile guy can be ranked third among the supernovas?
"Your divination has failed. Just follow my instructions from now on~"

"No matter what their nerves are~~"

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

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

A gap was created in the dark green iron sheet.

The sharp bow just fit in.

It is also getting deeper as the sea water surges.

The commanders of the two warships looked like mortal enemies.

Both of them were covered in pitch-black armament Haki.

The knife and bamboo were chopped alternately.

This is something that neither of these two rookie pirates have been able to master.

The other two warships were eerily quiet.

One of the ships was initially firing indiscriminately at the warships on its left and right, but now there was no movement at all.

The situation of several warships farther away from the port was not much better.

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

This is great news for them.

"Just break out from that direction!"

Apu twisted his hand and pointed in 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 is now a little afraid of divination.

"Does this need a reason?"

Apu shook his head.

"Or do you want to get involved in places where something is obviously wrong?"

"We have no grudge against that clown!"

"Just pick a normal place to leave."

Otherwise, how can I complete the task?

Apu grinned, keeping the last sentence in his heart.

Looking at Apu's matter-of-fact look, Hawkins had to admit that he was right.

The more the warships in other places showed signs of infighting, the more uneasy he felt.

Afraid this is just another clown game.

On the contrary, this direction, which seemed normal, made him feel at ease.

"it is good."

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

He needs to do some divination a few more times.

Not satisfied.

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

Drive towards a little further away.

"Are you scared, Ms. Hinata?"

The person who was speaking was wearing a navy uniform, and judging from the shoulder straps, he was a private first class in the navy.

He looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a rough and dark complexion from years of exposure to the sea breeze, and a few freckles on his cheeks.

His limbs were locked by three black guns, and the other ends of the black guns were held in Hinata's hands.

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

The gun tip made a rattling sound as it scratched the deck.

Somewhat jarring.

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

The private boy had a sad smile on his face.

He raised his head and let the officer drag him.

"You should have seen it, Ms. Hina."

He was referring to the content of the newspaper.

What the Celestial Dragons said was an extremely heavy blow to all the Marines.

"I've thought about that, but it's actually none of my business."

"Because I'm not good enough, Ms. Hinata. I'm not even qualified to be a prey."

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

The boy closed his eyes, tears streaming down his cheeks. "People whose wills are not strong enough will be bewitched by that clown."

Hinata said indifferently.

She knew that her words would not be able to ease the emotions that were bursting from within them.

As long as there is some fear, sadness, and hatred in your heart.
The ubiquitous clown will magnify them infinitely.

Is this why the top brass sent out 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?

Hinata could vaguely guess something.

The world government's first response to the news agency's report was to block it.

This just confirms the content of the news.

Or it comes from a celestial dragon living in Marijoa.
She dragged the private out of the dark cabin.

Come to the open bow deck.

The black iron bars look like a dark forest.

Behind every few crossed black guns, there was a Marine locked tightly.

One of her subordinates.

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

The freckled boy is one of them.

When Hinata found him, the boy was already thinking about how he should jump into the sea so that he could see his dead family.

"You shouldn't be in charge of us, Ms. Hinata."

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

They were gripped by an uncontrollable fear, but not Miss Hinata.

Spending effort on managing them would actually restrict Ms. Hina.

Hinata didn't reply.

I just quietly recalled whether I had missed any soldier.
A few more soldiers cried and complained about the deaths in front of them.

Hinata wasn't sure which way the balance in her heart would tilt.

As a soldier, she was not averse to death.

But she found it hard to accept such a desperate death.

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

Hinata squatted down and hugged her knees.

She was a little scared.

I am afraid that I will become a madman that even I don’t recognize.

But she couldn't refute it.

The fundamental reason why the Navy is so powerless in the face of this clown is that
The navy, their justice is just like that of a clown!

Riddled with holes.

Another gust of sea breeze blew by, carrying a thin mist.

Bucky's scattered extremely small fragments were pieced together bit by bit.

Put them together to form an eye.

Watching the increasingly silent pink-haired woman from afar.

The look was quite satisfied.

It's like a winemaker looking at a new bottle of wine he has carefully brewed.

I believe she can bring a different flavor to herself.

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

Looking out from the other person's spiritual world.

Both Doberman and Vergo are strong in taijutsu.

The pitch-black armament domineering has covered half of the body.

Doberman's swordsmanship is straightforward, without any fancy moves, but it is aimed at inflicting maximum damage to the opponent.

The long knife can be used for chopping, slashing or stabbing.

Vergo's fighting style is similar to that of blunt weapons, mainly relying on smashing and blocking.

It is also creative to blow up the bamboo like a balloon. The bamboo wrapped in the armed color domineering seems to have an exceptionally good ductility.

When you are discouraged, it is like a bomb is set off close to you.

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

It was fun, with Gotham and different fighting techniques.

Bucky's mind watched with interest, absorbing everything they presented like a sponge.

For the sake of greater fun, he never hesitates to learn.

Another thing the two have in common is that they are both very good at observation Haki and armament Haki.

This is exactly what Bucky is not good at.

(End of this chapter)