Pirate: I, Buggy, am the Emperor, the Emperor of the Clown King!

Chapter 81 The Clown-Free Game: Challenging the Demon Dragon

"Ladies and gentlemen"

"The clown thriller musical is now in session. Today's program is—Challenging the Demon Dragon."

"Only by defeating it will you have a chance at freedom."

"Only by surviving today will you have a tomorrow."

Bucky's black and white mask gleamed strangely in the sunlight.

"Alright, let the game begin."

"You are allowed to defeat Wapol by any means necessary. The only condition is—you are not allowed to leave the area designated by these four swords."

When Bucky finished speaking, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a smile that everyone present would never forget.

There was no malice, no murderous intent, and no superfluous emotion in that smile.

There was only a chilling composure, like something swallowing you from the abyss.

"Retreat!" Mochi knew exactly what Bucky would think once he got up there, and he couldn't let his boss's interests interfere at this time.

The lion, Leigh, is even more timid than Bucky; he can be said to run incredibly fast.

"Everyone! Retreat to the captain!" Kabaji retreated from the alley; blood was still seeping from the wound on his left arm.

But he didn't have time to bandage himself.

"Retreat!" Alvida was the last to stop.

She stood atop the two-story building with its roof smashed, a spiked club slung over her shoulder, her long, black, curly hair fluttering in the wind.

Alvida's gaze fell on Bellamy, who was jumping off the roof in the distance, and a dangerous, mocking smile appeared on her lips.

Then she turned around, jumped down from the ruins, and her high heels made a crisp sound as they stepped on the rubble.

In Alvida's eyes, Bellamy was doomed—either to die or to suffer something worse than death.

She walked back to Bucky and stood a little behind him.

The spiked club was lowered from his shoulder, its tip striking the ground with a dull thud.

Mochi, Kabaji, Leigh, and the other pirate henchmen retreated one by one.

Although many people were exhausted and injured, no one dared to speak or complain.

This is what Pakistan's dictatorship is like.

The Buggy Pirates retreated quickly, and no one dared to stop them.

In less than half a minute, the previously chaotic street became quiet.

Only the members of the Bellamy Pirates remained, standing in the area enclosed by the four ace throwing knives.

They looked at each other, some pale-faced, some trembling, and some swallowing unconsciously.

They didn't know what would happen next—but they knew that whatever happened wouldn't be good.

Bellamy stood at the front of the crowd. The initial contempt and arrogance in his eyes were gone, replaced by a sense of unease.

The unease was a feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time, like irrigation water seeping from the cracks in his bones.

Sachs stood beside him, a large dagger in his hand, his gaze fixed on the silver-white monster standing in the ruins in the distance.

"Bellamy—things—"

"Shut up," Bellamy interrupted him, her voice forced through clenched teeth. "I know."

Standing behind the two were: Hewitt, with a 21 tattoo on his forehead; Murray, a beautiful woman with long blonde hair; Lily, a beautiful woman with short black hair and sunglasses wearing a red hat; Marnie, a black woman; Ross, a tall, muscular man; a green-haired man in sunglasses; a gray-haired strongman; and a brown-haired man in sunglasses.

The Bellamy Pirates, these ordinary pirates, sensed an extremely ominous situation. They were like frogs being watched by a snake, too afraid to move, even their breathing became labored.

The entire street was now quiet, except for the loudest sound coming from Wapol, who had transformed into a silver-white monster.

Wapol stood there, the mechanical dragon's form reflecting a blinding light in the sunlight.

Its entire body is forged from a special Wahlbo alloy, without any gaps, allowing direct attacks to penetrate its interior.

Even for Bucky now, it would be very difficult to take down Wapol in a head-on fight.

This guy is now a solid iron turtle.

Moreover, due to the special properties of the Swallow Fruit, it can move freely like a living creature.

If Wapol hadn't been so busy lately, Buggy would have wanted to try and get him to devour other Devil Fruit users.

—Although this wasn't shown in the main storyline of the original anime, it was indeed achieved in the theatrical version.

The only problem is that it can't stay for too long and can't devour too much.

"Gulp."

"Gulp."

As the pirates faced Wapol, who had transformed into a mechanical dragon, they instinctively swallowed hard. Wapol's segmented tail swayed gently behind them, its sharp ends cutting through the air.

Its thick lower limbs were firmly planted on the ground, and every slight movement of the three-toed metal behemoth left a deep dent in the ground.

The two cannons on its back point diagonally upwards.

The mechanical giant claw on his left arm hung down at his side, its five claws slightly spread apart, the tips as sharp as knives.

The muzzle of the cannon embedded in the right arm was hidden under the armor plate on the back of the hand. Every now and then, a gap would be opened to reveal the dark cannon barrel inside, and then it would close again.

The silver-white mechanical dragon head drooped slightly, and the metal jaw structure opened and closed, making a "click-clack" mechanical sound.

Two thin red lights shone from where the eyes were.

Wapol stood there motionless, having been trained by Bucky into a machine waiting for instructions.

"This is the PUA master, the Clown King, Bucky. 'Obey the captain's orders.' Wapol's voice came from the speaker on the mechanical dragon head."

"Obey the captain's orders."

""

"Obey the captain's orders."

—This phrase echoed through the streets, over and over again, like some kind of ancient incantation.

The Bellamy Pirates members instinctively took a half-step back.

The sense of oppression was so intense that their bodies instinctively wanted to escape.

"Don't back down!" Bellamy's voice was filled with barely suppressed anger.

"What are you afraid of? That's just a guy who ate a Devil Fruit! You're from the Bellamy Pirates! Under Lord Doflamingo!" He turned around, his gaze sweeping over his retreating subordinates, a sinister smile spreading across his face.

"How boring—" In Bucky's eyes, Bellamy had no meaning or value other than being a test subject.

"Anyone who only talks about dreams is a fool, but someone who doesn't even know what a dream is is even worse than a fool."

That's what Bucky thought, and that's his assessment.

"Aaaaaah!" Bellamy clenched her fists so tightly that her hands began to turn black.

It's Armament Haki!

He roared, his legs springing up like a spring, and he shot towards Bucky like a cannonball.

His right arm simultaneously springs up, his fist compressed to its limit, and with overwhelming force, he smashes it toward Bucky's face.

"Super! Spring! Sniper!!"

This is very fast, but the attack trajectory is too easy to predict.

Bucky didn't even need to lift a finger to counter Bellamy's attack.

Wapol's massive mechanical claws extended horizontally, blocking Bucky's path.

Don't be fooled by Wapol's enormous size and seemingly slow movement speed; that's because his body is too heavy, resulting in slow acceleration and a lack of agility.

Whether it's straight-line sprinting or body movements, Wahlbo is quite fast.