"Cake..."
Charlotte Linlin was starving. Nothing else mattered to her anymore. When she heard that the cake had arrived, she immediately opened her mouth.
But what awaited her was a fist, which drove straight into her mouth.
Charlotte Linlin suddenly grabbed Rogge, however. She took his blow head-on, then tried to stuff him into her mouth.
"Die!"
Rogge slammed a vicious kick into Charlotte Linlin's head. The heavy blow sent her toppling backward.
Boom!
Charlotte Linlin fell to the ground, her eyes spiraling. She had clearly lost consciousness.
Rogge walked toward her to deliver the finishing blow. Someone like her was even more terrifying than Whitebeard, who had still been able to thrash Blackbeard with half his head gone.
Even with her heart destroyed, Charlotte Linlin could keep fighting for ages. Even if she ultimately died, she might take you down with her.
So Rogge had to finish her off, killing her outright without leaving the slightest chance of survival.
"Destruction!"
Rogge placed his hand against Charlotte Linlin's head, using the Chop-Chop Fruit to shred her entire brain. Even if she survived, she would be nothing more than a brain-dead idiot.
The Chop-Chop Fruit's white light passed through Charlotte Linlin's skin and entered her brain.
Suddenly, Rogge leaped away. Charlotte Linlin sprang to her feet and punched the spot where he had just been standing.
"Still awake..." Rogge gritted his teeth. He had not expected even that to fail. Her binge-eating disorder had already flared up, yet she still lived up to her reputation as a monster. Killing someone like her in single combat was truly difficult.
"Hahahaha! Thank you, Marshall Rogge!" A shrill cry rang out. It was unmistakably Charlotte Linlin's voice, yet she sounded like an entirely different person.
"You... you're not Charlotte Linlin!" Rogge stared wide-eyed at