One Piece: Copy Talents Starting from Elbaf

"Lingling, come here~" Roy ran outside the village, waving the Samra in his hand.

In the distance, Lingling let out an enraged roar, throwing her head back.

Roy was so despicable, but what could the unconscious Lingling do about it?

Lingling continued chasing, running after him.

Lingling threw a punch at Roy, who held the Samra in front of him. Lingling's fist loosened, and she reached out to grab it. Roy watched as a few giants from the village pushed small carts toward him, carts full of Samra.

Roy quickly threw the last few pieces of Samra into the air. Lingling, looking up, reached out, waiting for the Samra to fall. Roy turned and left the area.

A few pieces of Samra fell, and Lingling swallowed them eagerly. As the cart approached, filled with Samra, it was pushed right in front of her. She grabbed more and began devouring it furiously.

The Samra on the cart quickly disappeared. When she finished the last piece, Lingling finally felt satisfied, lying back with a deep sigh, falling asleep.

"Roy, are you okay?" Gailz approached, looking at him with concern.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Roy waved his hand dismissively.

"You're amazing!" Haierding admired Roy.

"Not really. I'm just a little better than you." Roy grinned mischievously.

"Ugh…" Haierding looked frustrated.

Gailz covered his mouth, chuckling.

Although Roy used the Samra to lure Lingling away and minimized the village's damage, some buildings were still caught on fire.

Back in the village, Roy saw a nun in a deep blue habit, Carmelo, standing before the flames. She closed her eyes, hands crossed in front of her, and softly whispered, "GEBUR!"

In the next instant, the nun's soul seeped from her hands.

"TSTAG!"

Her eyes snapped open, and she looked at the raging fire. "I grant you a voice!"

The flames surged upward, and a grotesque face emerged from within the fire, writhing and dancing.

"Obey me!" the nun commanded.

"Boom!" The flames flared even higher, and the face twisted into an evil grin as it gazed at the nun.

Roy watched silently from a distance as the nun displayed her abilities. She had used her soul to create a high-level Homiz.

The nun was the previous user of the Soul-Soul Fruit, a power that allowed its wielder to use their soul to create Homiz.

(Homiz: These are soul-infused beings created by the user, from lesser beings like cannon fodder to high-level beings like Prometheus.)

Moreover, the user could also steal the souls and lifespans of others, freely manipulating souls. If fear arose, one's lifespan would be drained.

"Your name is… Pandora!"

The nun stood in front of the smiling, fiery face, commanding Pandora to absorb all the flames.

The raging fire shook its body, and the flames from the surrounding buildings leaped toward Pandora, who absorbed them all.

Finally, the flames calmed, and Pandora transformed into a cute little cartoon sun.

The girls from the Lamb House gazed at it in excitement. "So cute!"

"Eek~"

Roy approached, tugging at Pandora's face.

He'd always wondered: when the nun dies, will Pandora disappear? If not, where would it go? Would it assume the name of Prometheus? Or something else?

He was so curious~

Ahem, Roy was more interested in abducting this cute Pandora.

"Nun, it's so cute!" Roy said, tugging at the little sun's face again.

Pandora looked at the nun with a tired expression, thinking, "Can I burn this little brat?"

"Oh, really? Roy, be careful. It is the embodiment of flames," the nun said with a smile, crouching down.

"I'm not afraid," Roy responded, pulling Pandora's face once more.

With his defense similar to Lingling's, a little flame could never break through his defenses.

In fact, if he wanted, he could even mimic the fierce flames that would appear on Big Mom's head in the future.

For someone like Roy, now considered a monster, a small fire wasn't a problem~

"Let go of me!" Pandora complained, finally turning to the nun with a pitiful look, "Nun~ can you control this kid?"

What? A high-level Homiz can even act cute?

Roy found it even more fun now.

"Whew!"

Pandora waited for the right moment, finally leaping out of Roy's arms, flames flickering in slight anger as she glared at him.

"Little sun, calm down. It's not good to be too angry," Roy said, extending his pale hand, which easily extinguished the flames coming from Pandora. He grabbed her again, holding her tightly.

"I'm Pandora! Not little sun! How dare you!" Pandora protested, struggling in his arms.

But once again, Roy held her down. A high-level Homiz, reduced to losing all dignity at this moment.

The nun was surprised, watching Roy with astonishment. His defensive strength was far greater than expected.

Roy, Charlotte Lingling.

The nun silently repeated the two names, feeling more and more pleased.

She felt that these two could fetch the highest price in decades!

"Roy, isn't your birthday coming up soon?" the nun asked, but in her mind, she was thinking of a good time to sell both Roy and Lingling.

Roy glanced at the nun. Birthday? Oh, that was just something he had told the nun. He'd made it up!

She was a liar, a trafficker. How could he believe her? Ridiculous.

"Yeah," Roy nodded, acting pitiful while tugging on Pandora's face, "I've never had a birthday before. Will the nun throw a birthday party for me?"

He looked at her expectantly.

The nun smiled warmly, "Of course, I love you and Lingling the most. I'll prepare a big surprise for you!"

"Ah, thank you, nun!" Roy exclaimed, then raised the squished Pandora in his arms, "I love Pandora the most. You'll give her to me, right?"

The nun smiled, her heart cold. "Yes, Roy, you're so clever. I'm really happy for you."

At this moment, both the big and the small were two deceitful characters, full of acting skills. Even future actors would feel ashamed.

In the village, people were handling the aftermath of Lingling's rampage. Lingling was soundly asleep on the ground, and Yoruru, holding a new sword, stared at her with a grim expression, pondering how to deal with her.

Yoruru had barely escaped with his life, and now he doubted something: could his sword really cut through Lingling's defenses?

Reding sat quietly in the village, next to his disciple, Haierding.

Both the master and the disciple were brooding, glancing at Roy, who casually handled Pandora. They couldn't help but feel a sense of inferiority toward their own teachers.

Meanwhile, Roy happily "conversed" with Pandora, smiling contently.

Whether Pandora agreed to follow him or not didn't matter anymore.

It was a Homiz created from the nun's soul and would obey her will.

Roy only needed to maintain the illusion that the nun had given Pandora to him before she was taken down by Lingling.

Then, he'd abduct Pandora and slowly train her~

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𝙥𝗮𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙤𝙣(.)𝙘𝙤𝙢/𝙂𝙤𝙙𝙊𝙛𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

✨ • 𝗘𝘅𝗰𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗔𝗰𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀: 𝙂𝙚𝙩 3𝟬+ 𝙖𝙙𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚.