Just as Queen the Plague burst into laughter, the scattered limbs reassembled, and Joker sprang back up.
"Surprise!! Mr. Joker is alive again!"
"What an annoying flea." Queen the Plague, having been slapped in the face, sneered. "You think you can act arrogant in front of me just because you have a Devil Fruit? Boys, take him out!"
The moment he finished speaking, the Beasts Pirates under his command charged forward.
However, Joker gave a strange grin and somehow produced a remote control. He pressed it. "Welcome the gift from Daddy Joker! Everybody, get high!"
As soon as he spoke, faint explosions erupted from the ground, and strange green gas seeped up from the earth.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"Hehehehehehehe!"
"Hehehehehehehe!"
As the green gas spread, the ordinary members of the Beasts Pirates immediately began grinning and laughing uncontrollably, laughing so hard that their mouths tore open and exposed every tooth.
"What kind of poison gas is this?" A grave expression appeared on Queen the Plague's face. He desperately suppressed the urge to laugh rising in his heart, only to feel the world before him spinning like a Mangekyo, filled with strange patches of light that left him dizzy and his will hazy.
He pulled several antidotes from his clothes and swallowed them without pause, but the situation only improved slightly.
Fortunately, as an Ancient Zoan Devil Fruit ability user, his resistance was strong enough. Though dizzy and disoriented, he had not completely gone mad.
But all his subordinates were in miserable condition. Every one of them grinned like lunatics—no, they had already become lunatics—and turned their gazes toward Queen the Plague.
There was nothing to be done about it. The Joker Virus inherently possessed the instinct to infect those who had not yet fallen ill, much like how zombies, for some unknown