Pirates: Martial Arts Masters on the Straw Hat Ship

"Memory...extracted!"

Accompanied by Brin's ethereal, delicate shout, a chilling scene unfolded.

Roll after roll of memory, like old-fashioned film reels, was being continuously pulled out from BIG MOM's head.

Those memory films spun rapidly through the air, flashing countless images—frenzied killings, an insatiable craving for sweets, and the tyranny that destroyed a nation…

The entire coastline was instantly enveloped by this massive, suffocating torrent of memories, and even Big Mom's mournful, terrifying laughter echoed in the air.

Brin's hands moved like butterflies among the memory films, her gaze intensely focused, frantically altering, deleting, and stitching them together using the power of her third eye.

However, altering the memories of one of the Four Emperors is far more dangerous than imagined.

As time went by, night fell and the sea breeze became cold and biting.

Brin's body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably.

Big Mom's memories are simply too vast and boundless. Those terrifying obsessions that have lasted for decades, as well as the powerful soul defense mechanism inherent in the 'Soul-Soul Fruit' itself, are instinctively launching a violent backlash against Pudding's invasion.

Large beads of cold sweat slid down Brin's pale cheeks and splattered onto the rocks. Her breathing became rapid and labored, and even fine blood vessels appeared in her purple eyes. Under the abyss-like resistance of Big Mom's soul, this newly awakened "beginner" gradually felt a fatal sense of powerlessness.

"Prin can't hold on any longer!" Perospero exclaimed anxiously, nearly crushing the candy cane in his hand.

Just as Brin was on the verge of being overwhelmed by the massive flood of memories and even suffering a mental breakdown, a warm and strong hand suddenly gently rested on her back.

It's Ronan.

Without any further ado, a brilliant light shone deep within Ronan's eyes.

In an instant, an extremely dense and tangible surge of true energy gathered in his palm.

Ronan skillfully removed the violent and destructive lightning attribute from these true energies, retaining only the purest and gentlest nourishing power.

Suddenly, this vast true energy poured into Brin's body like a river bursting its banks.

For Brin, whose power was already on the verge of exhaustion, this true energy was like a sudden downpour in a cracked desert.

Her trembling body jolted violently, her pale face instantly regaining its rosy hue. Her mental energy, on the verge of collapse, was given an even more dazzling purple light by the endless supply of Ronan's true energy, which firmly suppressed BIG MOM's memory film that was about to go berserk.

"Keep going. With me here, you just need to focus on your work."

Ronan's calm voice rang in Brin's ears, giving her an unparalleled sense of security.

And so, with Ronan's continuous infusion of true energy, this long and dangerous "soul surgery" lasted for an entire night.

As the first rays of dawn pierced the darkness of the sea, staining the turbulent ocean a grim, blood-red hue, Pudding's tampering finally reached its core, deepest, and most dangerous area—Big Mom's childhood memories.

There, the shadow of Sister Carmel is hidden, as is Charlotte Linlin's most primal madness.

Just as Pudding gritted her teeth, preparing to completely shatter and reshape this last piece of the memory puzzle, a sudden change occurred!

Big Mom, who had been as still as a dormant volcano, suddenly twitched strangely in her massive, mountain-like body.

Then, to everyone's utter astonishment, BIG MOM... suddenly opened her eyes!

What kind of eyes were those?

The whites of his eyes were completely filled with scarlet blood vessels, and a kind of extremely sinister and violent light, not belonging to humans, flashed deep in his pupils, as if he were a demon that had crawled out of the deepest part of hell!

"Ah!! Mama's awake!"

"It's over! The memory alteration failed! Run!"

The moment the Big Mom Pirates saw those eyes, the fear etched into their bones erupted, causing them to stagger backward and scream in despair.

However, Katakuri, who was standing at the very front, did not take a single step back.

His top-tier Observation Haki was giving off a frantic warning at this moment.

He stared intently into Big Mom's bloodshot eyes, his brows furrowed into a tight knot, his voice heavy with shock and horror:

"No! That's not Mama!"

Hearing Katakuri's roar, the panicked crowd forced themselves to look again, suppressing their fear.

Sure enough, clues appeared!

At this moment, the aura emanating from Big Mom was equally terrifying, but it was definitely not the madness and violence of Charlotte Linlin who would do anything for sweets. Instead, it was an extremely gloomy, ancient, and scheming evil aura.

That look, that posture... it was as if a completely unfamiliar soul had suddenly taken over this enormous body!

Just as everyone was filled with doubt and uncertainty, another unexpected event occurred.

"Ugh!"

Brin, who was the first to be hit, let out a piercing scream.

The moment BIG MOM opened her eyes, an unimaginably vast and unfamiliar soul force surged out through her memory channels!

The purple light emitted from Brin's third eye shattered like glass, and she was struck as if by lightning. Her spirit was instantly severely damaged, and she spat out a mouthful of blood before collapsing backward powerlessly.

Almost simultaneously, Big Mom, lying on the ground, slowly opened her blood-red maw in a strange arc, letting out a low, hoarse laugh that was completely different from Charlotte Linlin's sharp voice.

"I want to erase the memories of this body, I want to control this perfect vessel..."

The sound was chilling, like fingernails scraping against a stone slab, carrying a condescending disdain:

"You ants...did you even get my permission?!"

A sudden gust of wind arose, sending sand and stones flying!

Under the control of that strange soul, Big Mom's enormous body actually resisted the instinct of unconsciousness and tried to forcefully turn over and get up.

A terrifying pressure, enough to change the very fabric of the world, was brewing wildly within her body, just like a volcano about to erupt!

"Who are you?!"

Katakuri's eyes widened in fury, and the Earth Dragon Trident in his hand was instantly covered with the highest level of Armament Haki, letting out an angry roar that shook the entire coastline.

However, no answer was needed from that eerie spirit.

Because on this vast ocean, there are people who are faster, more resolute, and more unreasonable than him!