"Put a smile on your face."
Moria stared blankly at the smiling man in front of her.
The other party stretched out his hand and put a smile on his swollen face that was even worse than crying.
The old neighbor's dream tapir lay obediently on the clown's back, and his half-solid, half-empty body seemed to have no weight at all.
It's an extremely cute pendant.
It's very different from the particularly bad temper in Moria's impression.
It was also very different from the terrifying figure that covered the sky and the sun not long ago.
"What do you want to do?" Moria asked with a trembling voice.
He was a little confused about the man in front of him with a white skull painted on his face and red lips that were always raised...
Why is there no fear in the eyes?
As for resisting and being deceived, there should be anger...
Moria's fear of the person in front of her was never overridden in her heart.
It's not the fear of being crushed in terms of strength like Kaido, the fear of the clown is inexplicable, it's the fear of his cunning methods.
What is even more frightening is that the vulnerability in my heart seems to be clearly visible to the other party.
"Well...a little preliminary preparation work."
Bucky propped up his chin and replied seriously:
"Although I haven't figured out how to use this little cutie yet." He stroked Meng Tapir's head with his hand, which felt like a stuffed toy, "But whatever."
Achieve plans with purpose?
No no no…
It would be too easy to guess for some shady planner always hiding behind the scenes.
Well, he usually likes to tell those high-sounding people a plan that is enough to scare people, such as asking a cute mayor to meet his grandma, but he has to implement this plan in a way that is beyond their expectations.
A very important part of it is.
No plan.
To be precise, it means that this plan may or may not exist.
Who knows?
Bucky didn't even know.
But in this way, you can not only see the panic and fear on those people's faces, but also enjoy the pleasure of realizing the plan.
It's wonderful.
Bucky couldn't help but lick his lips.
He still had a separate palm resting on Moriah's shoulder.
The upper half of the body also floats.
After all, Bucky, who is only 1.9 meters tall, is not an easy task to reach the shoulders of Moriah, who is nearly 7 meters tall.
But now Moria has no ability to resist.
He lay flat.
Whatever.
It can't be beaten anyway.
Moria has suffered enough blows recently.
First, he was pushed to the ground and hammered by the up-and-coming junior.
After being summoned to participate in the war, he was beaten by the pirates of the New World.
It was not easy to wait until the war was over.
Ya's world government has rebelled!
He was almost beaten to death.
I fled back to my hometown, thinking I could live in peace for a while, but I was hit by my own shadow again!
More importantly...
Even the fruit ability that I am most proud of is being played with by others.
What else are you playing with?
Moria felt like he was back in Wano Country.
I was paralyzed on that piece of snow alone, clinging to my last breath.
All around him were the corpses of his companions.
Their blood dyed the snow red, and then it was covered with fresh goose snow.
It's like it never existed.
...
...
Bucky continued to experiment with his abilities on this flat former Shichibukai.
Split a person's cognition, thoughts, thoughts...
This type of fragmentation is more abstract and dangerous than the fragmentation of matter.
It's like performing a craniotomy on a patient in a rural clinic.
There is no need to make mistakes, the occurrence itself has already produced irreparable consequences.
Fortunately, Bucky didn't care about the consequences.
In the touch of his ability, there is a group of light in Moria's spiritual world that is mainly gray, mixed with various dark colors and blacks.
Symbolizes emotions and emotions.
There is also a long line like a movie reel, symbolizing cognition.
Splitting emotions and cognition is about as difficult as splitting gold four times.
Of course, finding the light groups and films that you want to split is more troublesome.
After all, these things don’t come up with a title on their own.
Bucky's judgment was much simpler.
He first split a gray light group.
The division of the spiritual world is not like that of matter, which will be divided into two.
The smaller, weaker part blinks out of existence when separated from the whole.
Just like an idea that once popped into my head, but then I couldn't remember it.
Well, the division in the spiritual world is exclusive.
Bucky nodded silently, and then observed Moriah's reaction.
"Jiejie——"
Moria, who had been lying flat just now, suddenly lowered his head and chuckled, and his eyes surrounded by pale skin revealed a fierceness.
He barely supported his body to stand up and began to think about revenge.
Revenge against the Straw Hat Kid, revenge against the World Government, revenge against Kaido, revenge against the Kid...
Moria noticed the man in front of her and paused.
Forget it.
In the spiritual world, the originally gray area was filled with thick blood red.
Expressive?
Bucky concluded in his heart that the area occupied by blood red was not large, at least not as large as gray, but Moria instantly showed a vengeful mentality.
Does it mean that the emotion after the blank area is filled will be more directly expressive?
Just like a person's nature is gentle, but at a certain time, he will suddenly want to do something bad.
He decided to do a few more experiments.
Split the entire blood-red light group, allowing the largest gray area to be completely occupied.
Plop.
Moriah, who had looked fierce just now and was trying to stand up, lay down naturally.
Look relaxed.
There was even a slight snore immediately.
Lazy.
Bucky felt a little clearer in his heart, and his bloodshot eyes were full of excitement.
Apart from the fact that the splitting of his own body does not require any consumption, the splitting of any external object is a consumption of his own spirit.
What's more, from the time he met the black shadow until now, he has been in a state of awakening the fruit.
The performance of the Split Fruit after its awakening seems to be mediocre.
But the potential is huge and can be normalized.
It's just this pressure, this tight feeling that makes him feel fulfilled.
He would directly split the entire gray light group into small parts many times.
Moriah, who was lying flat, suddenly opened his eyes.
Can't sleep.
There seemed to be a fire burning in my brain.
After a long time, Moriah recalled the dream again.
Find Roger's treasure!
Then!
Dominate the world!
It's on fire!
"Hey hey hey, here I come to the position of the Pirate King!"
The big fat man Moriah is like a carp.
Most of the wounds all over his body were torn apart at once.
"Wow, it hurts!"
Moriah bared his teeth and rolled over.
As a result, it didn't take long for him to force himself into a punching move.
Exercised steadily.
struggle?
Or a dream?
Bucky didn't know how to describe this emotion.
But it's black.
Gudong——
not far away.
Abrosam and Hogubak were handcuffed by sea floor stone.
Seeing the once high-spirited Lord Moria.
Under the control of that scary clown, he lay down for a while and punched for a while...
Swallowed deeply.
