One Piece: Nobody knows Devil Fruits better than me.

Chapter 175 Welcome back, monster of the soul!

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At that moment, the scene shown on the live broadcast plunged the entire Totland into the ultimate tranquility.

That was also the source of Katakuri's almost unconcealable horror before.

"It's actually true!"

Perospero covered his head with both hands, and his tongue began to tangle.

"Mommy, Mommy was..."

Smoothie's expression at this moment was almost blank.

And clearly it wasn't just them.

Throughout Tottoland, whether ordinary citizens or members of the Charlotte family.

At that moment, everyone's jaws nearly dropped to the ground, and some even fainted on the spot.

What they were seeing at that moment was completely beyond their comprehension.

The Four Emperors are the rulers of the seas, the pirates among pirates.

Since they dominated the New World and earned the title of 'Emperors of the Sea', countless people have challenged them.

But none of them succeeded in dethroning them or killing any of the Four Emperors.

They are the strongest pirates, monsters that even the Navy Headquarters and the World Government fear – this is common knowledge for most people on the sea.

But now, it's right in front of them.

Right here in the stronghold of the Four Emperors, in the capital of this 'Totto Land'.

Big Mom, one of the Four Emperors, was killed with ease!

This situation, which even the most imaginative people wouldn't dare to imagine, gave almost everyone at that moment a sense of unreality.

"Are you kidding me? How could that BIGMOM be possible?"

"Hey! Hey! Look here—the Homies!"

At that moment, someone exclaimed in surprise.

And then—everyone saw it.

The entire Tottoland underwent a transformation at this moment.

The pulsating ground, the talking walls, and the dancing clouds all seemed to 'dissipate' at this moment.

Their eyes rolled back at that moment, their faces began to disappear, and the obvious change in their aura was even noticeable to ordinary people.

And in the center of that live broadcast screen.

"Buzz!"

The face of 'Zeus the Thundercloud' also began to disappear, as did the face of 'Napoleon in the Three-Cornered Hat'.

"Are the Homies going to disappear? Does that mean Mom really is?"

Upon seeing this, Perospero almost jumped up.

This scene really looks too much like the standard scenario where 'the ability user's creations disappear after their death'.

But it is precisely at this moment.
"you"

But he heard his younger brother's voice, which sounded unbelievable.

He turned his head and looked at Katakuri not far away.

At that moment, he saw Katakuri clenching his fists tightly.

The complexity in his expression and words was not concealed.

"What kind of monster are you, Mom?"

Even this strongman who had been fighting the sea with the old lady since childhood.

At this moment, his words clearly carried an air of disbelief.

And at the same time
Above the ruins of Cake Castle.

The Rat, Rooster, and Dog, who originally thought the battle was over, had almost all deactivated their strongest battle modes—whether it was 'Winged Dragon of Ra' form, 'True Mirage', or 'World Slice', the physical exertion for them was too great.

But even now, they remained tense.

They naturally noticed the situation of the Homies as well—especially the non-combat type snack Homies, or the various furniture Homies that were being cleaned.

At this moment, they all let out unintelligible wails, as if they were about to disappear.

But that's precisely the problem.
They knew very well that the Soul-Soul Fruit's power was very special.

Its essence is to extract the souls and lifespans of others to create entirely new beings.

According to the original work, these creatures can continue to exist even after the ability user dies.

For example, even after Big Mom died, Zeus, the thundercloud beside Nami, still existed.

In other words...
The abnormality of these Homies at this moment is not due to the dissipation caused by the 'death' of the ability user.

And if that's not enough to explain the situation...

"bake!"

At this moment, accompanied by burning flames.

The enormous figure falling from the sky was enough to explain the situation.

It was a massive fireball, like the sun.

That was one of the three Homies created by Big Mom's own soul—Prometheus the Sun.

At this moment, the Homie, as if it were a human, extended two tentacles out of thin air from its enormous fiery body.

And what those two wrists were holding were Zeus the Thundercloud and Napoleon the Three-Cornered Hat.

But strangely—unlike Prometheus, who was clearly still conscious at this moment.

Both Zeus and Napoleon were now in the same strange 'faceless' state.

Their aura remained powerful, but their consciousness seemed to have vanished.

"Mom, I'm sorry. I couldn't protect your body."

At that moment, Prometheus spoke respectfully to the old woman's body, which had been split in two, and her severed head.

It spoke these words as if it had gone completely mad because of its master's passing.

But only for the next moment.
"It's not your fault, Prometheus."

A deep reply echoed across the ruins.

It sounded like an older woman's voice, but the tone was completely different from what one would expect from an older woman.

If BIGMOM's previous tone was chaotic and willful, tinged with a strange innocence and childlike wonder, then this voice now carries only coldness, violence, and evil.

"How can I completely take control of my soul if I don't 'die' completely once?"

"As for the body... it doesn't matter!"

"Even if her body is split open and her head is severed—Lingling's body is a real monster."

"Besides... this is Totland, my country!"

Meanwhile...
"Hey, hey—I've already seen it."

Within the hearts of the three members of the twelve constellations, the voice of another constellation resounded.

"The main body will transmit its vision to you. Big Mom is indeed a real monster."

As they spoke, the perspectives of the three members of the Twelve Constellations suddenly changed.

At this moment, their perspective seemed to shift to 'above the sky'.

In addition, their perspective seems to have shifted from merely observing the real world to observing everything in the world through the eyes of the 'soul'.

【Lord of the Underworld - Soul's Perspective】

Above them, through the clouds, they looked down at the ruins of Cake Castle.

All that could be seen at that moment was amidst the ruins.
Among the old woman's 'corpse', something is slowly 'standing up'.

It was a soul of unbelievable size.

Or perhaps—it is a 'monster' created when many souls are mixed together.

One, two, three, four—the vast majority of those souls were very weak and pure, displaying a vibrant array of colors.

There is brave red, kind green, and cheerful blue.

However, there are only two exceptions.

One of them was a pink soul—a soul that was also very clean and pure.

But the other was a black soul.

And within this soul
Greed, cruelty, violence, and baseness—its ugliness even taints all other innocent souls.

Both of these soul fragments were much larger than the others, but the pink soul fragment seemed to have lost its vitality at this moment.

It shrank rapidly, completely suppressed by the black soul.

And that was the source of the changes that occurred throughout Totland at that moment.

"Soul Deprivation Homie!"

As the old woman's evil voice rang out, her scattered corpse suddenly began to change at that moment.

Countless points of light flew up from all directions of Totland.

The source of those countless points of light was none other than the Homies who had become extremely strange at this moment.

The only difference is that the Homies with light spots flying out of their bodies at this moment are not combat-type Homies, but rather 'auxiliary Homies' such as snack Homies, sweeping Homies used for daily life, and weather Homies that ensure the weather in the world.

"That brat Lingling."

"No matter how much I tried to influence her, she insisted on building this country into some kind of 'fairytale land' or 'utopia'?"

"He's just a kid whose soul is stuck at six years old, yet he's so determined to suppress me in this kind of thing. He's an idiot!"

The middle-aged woman's voice came softly.

"Weather? Snacks? Life? Who would waste their collected souls and lifespans on such a boring thing?"

"With that monstrous power, all the people of this country are just slaves. This country itself is not some 'dream home,' but just 'trash' that can be discarded at any time."

"The only purpose of slaves is to earn money for me, provide me with life and soul. If they disobey, kill them. I don't need to care about the lives of slaves; the weather and such are fine as they may."

"The only Homies I need to create are weapons and tools of war that can help me dominate the world—that's what the 'Four Emperors' should be doing!"

She seemed to have been suppressing her feelings for too long, and she was very talkative at this moment.

But the next moment...
"Soul Endowment, Body, Self-Repair!"

Accompanied by her low growl.

Countless points of light began to surge into BIGMOM's previously scattered corpse at this moment.

then
"mom!"

Her bones seemed to come alive, calling to each other as they grew anew.

"Welcome, Mom!"

Her flesh and blood seemed to come alive, roaring as they reassembled.

"Welcome, Mom!"

At this moment, the shattered fragments of her heart and the pieces of her head also mended each other and reassembled.

"Welcome, Mom!"
The sound, layer upon layer, resounded throughout Totland at that moment.

Those voices came from all the Homies of Totland.

At that moment, the battle Homies, who had previously seemed to have lost their faces and vitality, began to laugh in unison.

Their faces regenerated, but they were completely different from before.

They no longer sing, no longer dance, no longer resemble a utopia or fairy tale.

Quite the opposite.

At this moment, all the Homies newly born in this 'Nation of Ten Thousand' had eyes that became extremely fierce and evil.

"Welcome back to rule all, welcome back to possess all."

Amidst such cheers.

"bake!"

Flames burned above Prometheus.

Then, BIGMOM's massive figure stood up again.

However, at this moment, her expression had completely changed.

And that soul, almost completely stained with darkness, is enough to explain her true nature.

She is no longer the Charlotte Linlin she once was.

She is still BIGMOM.

But at this moment, the control of her soul belonged to [the other party].
"Our mother—Lady Charlotte Carmelo!"

(End of this chapter)