One Piece: Arkham: Buggy the Clown

Chapter 71 You're Next

"Do you think I want to redeem them?"

"Do you think I want to free them from false justice and give them real justice?"

"Do you think I'm fighting against the darkness of this world?"

In the spiritual world, tens of thousands of clowns suddenly turned around and looked at a clown with innocent and naive eyes.

He wore a wig mixed with yellow and green and his face was painted with cheap paint.

"Then you underestimate me."

Tens of thousands of clowns said in unison.

It was like ten thousand drums beating at the same time, causing the hearts of the college students who had just found themselves to tremble.

"Or you kill me."

"Kill me and you'll be mine."

A clown with a broad grin came out and handed a knife to the college student.

He also stretched his neck.

"Come on, kill me."

"You get everything you want."

His eyes kept jumping. "You can take that pink-haired woman as your own. Her eyes are already starting to panic. Just hand her a few more knives and let the blood of the cowards who collapsed when faced with the truth stain her hands, and she will let you play with her."

"Don't resist desire. We all know it exists."

"You can build a harem of your dreams on this sea."

"You can still keep your kindness, which is really a rare thing."

"It can only be born in the homeland you come from."

The clown licked his lips and stared at the college student's slightly trembling hand after he took the knife.

Keep getting closer.

"You can save anyone you want, just like the artilleryman, so that you can satisfy your kindness to the greatest extent."

"You can also kill someone without any logic, for example, if you remember that father and son and that country."

"You're not happy there, I can feel it."

"As for wealth, we already have it, but you can enjoy it."

The Joker left Arkham Asylum with a crazy look in his eyes.

"Come on, kill me!"

"Kill me and you can enjoy everything."

The college student held the knife and pressed it tremblingly on the clown's neck, and blood began to ooze out.

"You think I don't dare?"

His eyes were red and he was extremely dissatisfied with this provocation.

This is my time travel!

These should be my stories!
I'm not Batman, I will kill you!

The college student got angry and slashed the knife across the neck of the clown who had the same face as him.

There was no blood oozing out, only the head falling in vain.

"Hahahaha!"

Tens of thousands of clowns laughed wildly at the same time.

"See? Killing people is not scary."

They stretched out countless hands and pulled college students to join their ranks.

"Come on, come on, we have everything you want, join us."

"Let the world bring us joy, not us saving the world!"

The college student opened his eyes, but he did not realize that he had gained any control over this body. Instead, he was being pulled step by step and fell into this horrible laughter.

He didn't care whether he killed him or not. Regardless of whether he killed him or not, he was destined not to gain control of this body.

The college students suddenly understood.

From the beginning, they have been one!

It was just that tens of thousands of splits gave him a sense of self for the first time.

And the Joker just wants him to acknowledge his desires.

Admit that you want those things.
The college student staggered a few times, and then merged into one with the tens of thousands of figures.

There was a hint of confusion in their eyes.

Crazy and ignorant.

Exceptionally true.

"You're next." The clown whose head was cut off picked up his head, looked at a figure hiding in the far corner of the spiritual world, and said with a grin.

The oil lamp on the bow flickered under the gunfire.

It was very similar to Hawkins's mood at the moment.

"Hey, you guy, when are you going to break out?"

Apu's hands have more parts than normal people, and they look a bit like nunchakus, swinging back and forth.

While speaking, he also kept a certain tune.

"The chance of survival of the breakout now is zero."

Hawkins remained silent, took out a card, and said indifferently.

Then he took out another one.

"The chance of survival of the breakout is now ninety percent."

"Isn't ninety good?" Apu said angrily.

He somewhat regretted forming an alliance with this guy. These navy men actually started fighting among themselves. This opportunity couldn't be better.

But he still had some hidden thoughts.

"The fourth time is ninety, the fifth time is zero."

Hawkins' face was pale, and dozens of cards symbolizing different outcomes were scattered in front of him.

He couldn't understand why every time he did divination, the result was different from the last time.

It was as if fate was constantly fooling and laughing at him.
Divination could not tell him the outcome of his choice.

Hawkins, on the contrary, suddenly didn't dare to make any choice. He was like a patient with choice syndrome, and the means of selection that he had relied on so much suddenly failed to work.

So instinctively I choose out of fear.

"Why, why is it like this!"

Hawkins suddenly stood up, grabbed Apu by the collar, and questioned with an extremely panicked look.

A fortune teller predicted a bunch of garbled codes, and you can imagine how panicked he was at the moment.

The clown's mocking words were still echoing in his mind.

"You won't let us go either!" he growled in frustration.

My guess was correct. That clown must have done something crazy enough in Marijoa to cause the Navy and the World Government to target him so much!

But what’s even more terrifying is that the other party has gone so crazy that he sees all of them as food at his fingertips.

He was afraid that if he broke out, he would find that this was all another joke of the clown.

That guy will be somewhere again, pointing at his own miserable figure and laughing so hard that he can't straighten his back.

Simply put, Hawkins is in trouble.

"cymbals----"

Apu's fingers rubbed together, and a long cymbal-like sound echoed in Hawkins' mind.

"What are you crazy about, Scarecrow?"

"You just did divination once!"

once?
Hawkins turned around and saw only one card floating.

The memories of countless previous divinations were quickly compressed, like dreams that were constantly forgotten after waking up.

Dream?

He stared blankly, not understanding why he suddenly had a dream.

If this was just a dream, then everything that just happened was just my imagination.

This eased Hawkins's uneasy mood a little.

Apu's appearance wasn't so unpleasant to the eye anymore.

They are still allies who can break out together.

At least when facing swarms of naval forces.

What is the result of your divination?
Hawkins thought of this and reached out to take the floating card.

Turn over.

The base is a pattern of three nested five-pointed stars, with a number in the upper left corner.

The numbers from zero to one thousand are constantly changing!

How can it be? !
Am I still dreaming?!

Hawkins' face turned paler in an instant, and his body turned into a confused and frightened scarecrow under his out-of-control emotions.

With his mouth open, his fingertips as hard as nails were holding the card.

The numbers that kept changing from zero to one thousand seemed to destroy his faith in divination in an instant.

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