The pirates sat and forgot, and they really believed the nine truths and one lie.

After Orochimaru completed his mission and casually extracted a vial of Barrett's blood as a research sample, he was teleported back to his scientific life laboratory by Nakime.

Barrett was unconcerned about Orochimaru's research fanaticism and even developed a slight interest in him. The brief peak experience provided by this scientist made him truly appreciate the immense strategic value of technology.

He even had a thought: if he could always keep these White Zealot spores on hand, wouldn't that be like having a second life? In a fierce battle, being severely injured and instantly revived with full health would be enough to wear down any powerful enemy.

Buggy remained seated on the throne, lazily raising a hand. "Nakome, let's find a more spacious place..."

Hidden in the crevices of space, Nakime's slender fingers plucked the strings of her harp, and strange sound waves spread out like ripples.

Bucky and Barrett remained standing still, but everything around them—the walls and the dome—began to move like building blocks, defying the laws of physics, either shifting backward, floating upward, or splitting to make way for each other.

Furthermore, other enormous stone pillars, seemingly moved from nowhere, were precisely pieced together into the original spatial structure, making the entire space seem to come alive, being arbitrarily transformed and reorganized by an invisible giant hand.

Within just five minutes, the once luxurious banquet hall had vanished, replaced by a vast, flat, white platform that stretched as far as the eye could see, with almost no obstacles.

The platform's boundaries were shrouded in a hazy mist, seemingly extending to the ends of the world. The sense of space here was extremely eerie, far exceeding the apparent size of the base from the outside.

Barrett looked around, a hint of undisguised surprise flashing in his eyes. He had roamed the seas for many years and had never seen such a magical way of manipulating space. Just how many secrets were hidden in Bucky's base?

Buggy slowly rose from his throne, casually smoothing his striking green hair, and explained in a calm tone, "Nakome can fold and expand space itself. As long as she's there, my Clown Pirates will have almost unlimited usable space."

At this moment, Barrett, as the challenger, could no longer listen to these explanations. A surge of power filled his limbs and bones, and the will to fight boiled in his chest like a volcano.

His mind was completely cleared of all distractions, leaving only a pure and insane thought: to defeat the clown before him and prove with absolute power that Roger was the strongest man in the world!

"Bucky, you'll regret this decision today. Prepare to die!"

Barrett let out a roar like a prehistoric beast, and his huge body instantly tore through the air, turning into a blue afterimage that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, and charged toward Bucky.

With each step he took, the hard ground beneath his feet cracked, like a heavily armored tank charging at full speed.

"Only domineering power can rise above everything!"

With a roar, Barrett's massive fist was already covered with a layer of top-level Armament Haki, as deep as ink. Even before the fist arrived, the extremely concentrated fist pressure had already blown the hair on Buggy's forehead wildly backward.

This punch, imbued with his Roger-style faith, was powerful enough to shatter a small mountain. Faced with this earth-shattering blow, Bucky remained standing motionless.

He didn't even make any obvious defensive stance; he simply raised his seemingly slender and weak right hand, spread his fingers, and casually met the terrifying fist that was powerful enough to crush him.

Just as fist and palm were about to make contact, a strange yet pure white light flashed and disappeared from Bucky's palm.

"No way..." Barrett's pupils suddenly contracted, and a deadly sense of crisis instantly spread through his body like ice water. He wanted to change his move, but it was too late.

There was no earth-shattering clash of domineering power as expected, nor any shockwave from an energy explosion. Under Barrett's incredulous gaze, the top-tier Armament Haki on his fist, which he was so proud of and which was enough to withstand a Great Grade Sword, was simply...

When it came into contact with the white light in Bucky's palm, it was broken down and torn apart from its most basic structure into countless tiny, unrelated fragments. Was its Haki fragmented?!

Without the protection of his domineering aura, Barrett's fist, made of flesh and blood, was as fragile as tofu in front of Bucky's white light, which contained the rule of division.

Deep, bone-revealing cuts instantly appeared on Barrett's fists and forearms, blood gushing out like fountains. Intense pain instantly spread throughout his body!

"Your domineering aura is still far from sufficient."

Bucky's voice remained calm, even tinged with disappointment, as if he had only done something insignificant. He had clearly held back; otherwise, Barrett's entire arm would probably have been completely shattered into the most basic particles, just like that wine glass.

Before he finished speaking, Bagina raised his right foot and, with a speed that seemed slow but was actually as fast as lightning, gently pressed it against Barrett's abdomen, which was wide open due to the excruciating pain.

A deep, resounding boom, like the beating of a giant drum, erupted from Barrett's body. He felt an indescribable, terrifying force instantly pierce through his internal organs.

Barrett's eyes bulged out, and a mouthful of bitter liquid mixed with stomach acid and blood uncontrollably gushed from his mouth. His massive body, like a baseball hit at full speed, transformed into a straight streak of light and flew backward.

His body smashed through several thick stone pillars along the way, his momentum undiminished, flying several kilometers before crashing heavily onto the edge of a distant platform like a tattered sack, producing a heart-stopping thud. He finally slid softly to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

The power of one kick is so terrifying!

Bucky slowly withdrew his foot, gently dusting off non-existent dust from his trouser leg. His green hair swayed slightly in the wind that seemed to come from nowhere.

He looked in the direction Barrett had left, the clown smile still on his face. Barrett's body was indeed very tough; that kick seemed to send his opponent flying, but the force was also transmitted to his internal organs at the same time.

For a monster with thick skin and tough flesh, Barrett got up from the ground and his originally sunken belly instantly bounced back. In terms of physical resistance to blows, he might only rank second to Kaido.

This minor injury to his stomach isn't enough to completely incapacitate him. Barrett wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "His Devil Fruit ability and strength are both impressive. Everyone from Roger's ship is a monster..."

That was just a warm-up. Barrett is now full of fighting spirit. He wants to find Bucky's weaknesses in the battle and defeat him using mobile warfare tactics.

He didn't believe Buggy was perfect in every way; everyone has flaws. This time, he wanted to test Buggy's true strength on behalf of Shanks.