One Piece: Mandala Swordsman

Chapter 678 is too boring if it only focuses on plunder.

In the One Piece universe, the soul is equivalent to lifespan.

The materials used to make Homies are their soul.

Of course, the soul does not arise naturally.

It must be plundered from the living.

The establishment of the Kingdom of Tottoland was essentially a plunder of the lifespan of its citizens.

Even the Queen herself is the same.

Using their own lifespan to create even more powerful Homies.

Finally, it became the fairytale kingdom of Totland.

Of course, besides using their souls for unique creations, Soul-Soul Fruit users can do other things as well.

Just like Roman.

To plunder the life force of others in order to heal one's own wounds.

Lingling can do it too.

Roman would never forget that one of the Soul-Soul Fruit's abilities is to steal the souls of others in order to repair himself.

It should be said that she had anticipated this.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have created such a battlefield on her own.

Isolate ordinary people.

Only family members are allowed to stand here.

But now, there is no one else around.

This is a difficult choice.

If it's a mother, most of them would struggle with this decision.

She knew her mother; her mother would definitely take action.

This is not a problem for her at all; she will not hesitate.

Brothers and sisters all know that a mother can bring herself to harm her own children.

Even she hesitated.

But Mom will do that.

She didn't want to, but she had to.

Therefore, her strategy can guide her mother to do this.

"Hey, come here!"

"Mother!!"

The children, who had just been frightened and panicked, dared not disobey their mother's orders.

And that's how I walked over.

Roman did not launch an attack to stop Lingling.

Instead, they just watched quietly.

Watching my mother go and loot.

For a mother, stealing a soul is an easy thing.

No matter who the prey is, Mom would do it.

And so, the unfortunate Moscato fell to the ground.

This older brother is a rare and honest person in the family.

He is not cruel.

He also cares a lot about the people under his jurisdiction.

They are also very responsible.

Some of them don't seem like members of the Charlotte family.

She also remembered that he had spoken to her kindly and gently.

No, that's all in the past.

He wasn't the one who killed him.

It was her mother.

"elder brother!"

"Are you alright?"

The surviving children have already started shouting.

But seeing their mother's expression, they all fell silent.

They didn't even dare to cry out.

They were more afraid of their mother being angry than of their brother dying.

Their mother's anger was the most terrifying thing in their memories.

As expected, nothing has changed.

Just like I remember.

As members of the Charlotte family, they have already been tamed by their mother.

They will endure it as long as they are not the ones being killed.

They even go to great lengths to please others.

Even knowing that their mother would kill them, they would try their best to delay the killing.

Just like that, in a daze

Of course, it's not their fault.

Because that's how it is from birth.

This is their rule of survival.

Roman understands.

The greatest malice always comes from the mother.

She created all this tragedy.

This is something that couldn't be made up for from the start.

"Useless, only forty years?"

Like looking at trash, Lingling didn't give Moscato even a glance afterward.

Charlotte, nourished by the soul, quickly recovered from her injuries.

They're even in better shape now.

"Very impressive ability!"

Even after witnessing this scene firsthand, Roman's expression remained unchanged.

She was just a little sentimental.

They really are mother and daughter.

Plunder is truly ingrained in their genes.

People are the greatest asset of capable individuals like them.

The larger the battlefield, the more it becomes their breeding ground for self-repair.

Their abilities were truly born for chaotic times.

If they were simply killing machines, they would be perfect.

No one is more suited to the job than they are.

Power is built upon death.

They constantly devour others to grow stronger.

But simply engaging in plundering would be far too boring.

Both Lingling and I have other skills.