After the Pirate Empress sacrificed me to the heavens, the evil god awakened

A red light curtain leaked from Mr. 1's rusty and slashed body, and immediately after, a temperature exceeding 100 degrees Celsius swept through the central control room.

Tick!Tick!Tick!
The high temperature alarm on the ceiling suddenly sounded, and bursts of red light flickered non-stop, illuminating the whole house into a dark red.

Rust has also become this color.

And the red light curtain pierced the dark red, and hot molten iron flowed out of Mr.1's body.

Xiu En's hands were blistered by the scorching heat. After holding on for nearly ten seconds, he withdrew his red and swollen palms.

"This... is wrong with Mr. 1's fruit ability information! Quickly retreat, all retreat, abandon the warden's central control room, hurry up...execute the order!!!"

Xiu En turned his head back, and issued a forced retreat order to the navy captain who was still able to move freely with a roar that was almost roaring.

Soldiers take obedience to orders as their bounden duty. Although they don't know why Colonel Xiu En, who is clearly on the verge of winning, suddenly put on a very strange and puzzled air, but there is no time to ask now.

The navy formed their own teams, dispersed in a swarm, and ran towards the only gate exit ahead.

Bang!

The iron railings suddenly moved, locking the escape route of the marines, and Mr. 2 outside the door, wearing a red cloud and black clothes, was pressing on the escape route.

"Run away if you can't fight, how boring, kill him! There are so many of you, agree, I will not intervene in the battle between you! Fairness is the iron rule that our evil temple has always followed!"

Facing the furious navy in the iron fence, Mr. 2 spread his hands helplessly. It is always the pirates who cannot be imprisoned.

Having lost the chance to escape, the navy returned to the battle circle between Xiu En and Mr.1.

Pieces of hot red rust slowly peeled off from Mr. 1's body, chest, and cheeks, revealing sections of hot molten iron skin.

It was as if liquid substances filled every inch of Mr.1's skin, and Mr.1 glanced at Xiu En, who was as tall as his waist.

"Is it fun?"

The hot left hand swung out suddenly, every section of the rust was melted by the high temperature, returning to the appearance of pig iron, and the red five fingers grabbed Xiu En's palms at once.

puff...

"what!!!!"

The moment the high temperature of nearly a thousand degrees touches the skin, the human body's protection mechanism will transmit this extreme temperature to the whole body, and protect the hands by sharing the temperature.

30 degrees Celsius -40 degrees Celsius -100 degrees Celsius...

Almost instantly, the clothes on Xiu En's body were burnt to ashes, and the dark blood vessels on his palms, which could still barely see the shape, were slowly beating.

And other places... not so lucky!
The skin on the skinny body was cracked every inch as if the earth had encountered a terrible drought that had never happened in a century.

It seemed that with just a slight push, Xiu En's body would be smashed into a pile of broken bones.

Mr. 1 left Xiu En the spark of life, and his indifferent voice resounded throughout the central control room, which was flickering with dark red alarm lights.

"Courage is commendable and you can live, but if you take the road and flee, you will die!"

A hurricane flashed, and Mr. 1's figure was like a dead person in a bloody hell, and the life of a coward was like an ant in his eyes.

Even the thought of looking at it no longer exists. Mr. 1's hand is like a lawn mower with his steel-like armed domineering and steel-like devil fruit ability.

Raise the knife and drop it!

All the bloody heads rolled towards Xiu En's feet.

1 minutes!

The dark red alarm light in the central control room stopped blinking, and Mr. 1's body in the form of high-temperature fluid slowly entered the cooling process.

Yuan Yi bestowed on Mr.1 the blood succession limit of iron and fire. If the current Mr.1 and Diamond George, who has been practicing for two years, were to fight against each other, the odds of winning would be "six" or even "seven"!
A drop of molten iron scalded the floor, and Mr. 1's gaze slowly swept away. In the small world filled with blood, there was only one Xiu En holding Berigold's head and crying prostrately.

click...

After searching for a while, Mr. 1 stretched out his arm, pulled the iron fence completely out of shape, threw it away, and disappeared without a trace.

Meeting Mr.2's gaze, Mr.1 said coldly.

"There should be a secret passage in the central control room. That woman has sneaked away. I'm afraid it's too late to chase after her. Hurry up and inform Bruno on the sixth floor that the blockade plan has failed."

"Tch! You bastard, you forget everything once you get into a fight, that woman..."

Mr.2 glanced at the bloody battle field, and saw a woman who looked very similar to Domino's uniform, and was just about to refute that Mr.1 didn't have eyes, when he suddenly saw something strange.

This Domino's figure is not plump enough, and he doesn't give him a very annoying feeling as a ladyboy, he is a man!
When did this happen!
"The guy over there did it!"

Mr.1 pointed to Xiu En who was kneeling in the crowd. If Domino could escape, there was only a short period of time when Xiu En controlled his body with the fruit ability.

It seems that letting the navy escape is just a cover-up. Did you know it was not my opponent from the beginning?This guy's perception is very strong!
"Okay, don't you want to kill?"

Mr. 2 spread his hands helplessly, took out the phone bug from his pocket, and glanced at the dying Xiu En, with a very casual tone.

"never mind!"

After Mr.1 briefly responded to Mr.2, he turned around and walked towards the fourth-floor guard defense.

If it fails to disrupt the control room plan of the promotion city, then facing the organized guards and jailers on the fourth and fifth floors, although it will not cause any pressure on the adults on the sixth floor, it will always be a variable.

Mr.1 doesn't want anyone to disrupt his master's plan at this critical moment, even if it's just an ant.

"Tch! What are you pretending to do!"

Mr.2 whispered a mouthful of Mr.1 who was leaving, and ignored the only survivor Xiu En in the pile of dead people, quickly pressed the phone bug connected to Bruno, and ran in the direction Mr.2 left.

Tatata!
The sound of cold footsteps echoed in the dark corridor, and the damp smell mixed with a pungent mist unknowingly filled half of the infinite hell.

tread!
Stop the footsteps!

The huge black shadow suddenly stopped, his eyes shot a bright light, and he saw clearly the opponent who was blocking the way.

"A former member of the CP9 intelligence agency—Bruno, are you the only one worthy to be my opponent? Or is it that now that the ants have wings, they can spread their wings like eagles?"

Bruno held a phone bug in his hand. He stopped here just after listening to Mr.2's report, and he put the phone bug in his arms.

With a slap of his right hand towards the empty air, there was a creaking sound of the door opening slowly, and Bruno's old cow-like face showed a very ugly smile.

"How can I, an ant like me, dare to block your majesty! I just want to see how the eagle spreads its wings here..."