The Nun's Memory Puzzle Deep Within the Soul, and the Evil Soul Seizing the Body!

"Memory... extraction!"

As Pudding's clear, ethereal cry rang out, a spine-chilling scene unfolded.

Reel after reel of memories, resembling old-fashioned film strips, streamed endlessly out of BIG MOM's head.

Those memory reels whirled through the air, countless images flashing across them—crazed slaughter, endless greed for sweets, the brutal destruction of nations...

The entire shoreline was instantly engulfed by this suffocatingly vast torrent of memories. Even BIG MOM's shrill, terrifying cackle began echoing through the air.

Pudding's hands darted among the memory reels like butterflies weaving through flowers. Her gaze was utterly focused as she used the power of her third eye to frantically alter, cut, and splice them.

Yet tampering with the memories of one of the Four Emperors was far more dangerous than anyone had imagined.

As time passed, night shrouded the sky, and the sea breeze turned bitingly cold.

Pudding's body began trembling violently beyond her control.

BIG MOM's memories were simply too vast. Those terrifying obsessions spanning decades, along with the Soul-Soul Fruit's own powerful soul-defense mechanisms, were instinctively lashing back at Pudding's intrusion.

Beads of cold sweat rolled down Pudding's pale cheeks and splattered onto the rocks. Her breathing grew ragged, like a bellows, and fine threads of blood faintly appeared in her purple eyes. Against the abyss-like resistance of BIG MOM's soul, this novice who had only just awakened her power was gradually finding herself fatally outmatched.

"Pudding can't hold on!" Perospero was so tense he nearly crushed the candy cane in his hand.

Just as the vast torrent of memories was about to overwhelm Pudding, possibly even shattering her mind, a warm, strong hand suddenly rested gently against her back.

It was Ronan.

Without a single unnecessary word, a brilliant gleam lit up deep within Ronan's eyes.

An immense surge of True Qi instantly