The pirates sat and forgot, and they really believed the nine truths and one lie.

The arrival of the two iron-blooded warriors announced that the Death Cult would complete the final harvest of the Warning Society. Looking at the thriving human flesh crops, the day finally came when the heads would be bled.

"Pava and the rest of you, you only have ten minutes left. We will clear the area after ten minutes. Anyone without a teammate logo will be cleared out in the square."

"Elder Pava agreed to give you a long vacation. When you can no longer stay in the earthly world, the temple of the Death Worship Cult will always be open to you."

The two canned men in power armor raised their fists, and Pava excitedly punched them. She said that since she was brought up in a worship of death, it was time for her to see the scenery outside.

Harley Quinn envied Pava very much. She also wanted to touch the power armor up close. Every woman dreams of obtaining this kind of tactical equipment.

Barry saw that his uncle was interested in power armor. After all, mecha was a product of the imperial era, and there was no such tactical equipment in the pirate era.

"The power armor they wear, although the serial numbers have been worn off and repainted, the shape cannot be seen, it should be a model that has been retired by the Imperial Army for several generations." Mecha has a natural appeal to men. When he was a child, Barry liked to collect mecha toys and read many books related to mecha.

Each set of power armor is very expensive, and only the empire's finances can afford it. The most primitive power armor is more like an iron can, which is bulky and has too weak firepower.

As the Empire continues to develop new mecha technology, more craftsmanship is incorporated into power armor, and special steels are used to reduce weight, increase defense and rebound surface.

The weapons they are equipped with are varied, but they are all large items. Ordinary humans will run out of strength after swinging them a few times. After wearing power armor, they can exert hundreds of times the strength and pick up heavier weapons to fight.

The reason why Harley Quinn looks down on the ambitions of the rat people is that she was a psychiatrist before she went crazy, providing psychological counseling for the Imperial Army with mental illnesses.

I have seen in private the power armor that the Empire equips the Imperial Army with. Wearing this powerful tactical equipment, an ordinary person can easily kill a thousand people.

"There are some special models of power armor that can adapt to complex combat environments. There is even an Angel of Death designed specifically for capturing people with special abilities. It's best to pray that they don't appear." Barry, wearing the Flash's battle suit, actually saw the Angel of Death at a crime scene.

If Barry hadn't run fast enough and hadn't been one of the fastest in the empire, if he had been caught up by the Angel of Death, his end would have been very miserable.

Speaking of the Angel of Death, Barry suddenly remembered something and took out a ring from his bag. The ring setting had a yellow lightning logo on it.

"Take it with you, maybe it will be useful later." Barry handed the ring to Kizaru. The admiral took it and used X-ray to see through it, and found that there was a piece of clothing inside.

Borsalino immediately understood Barry's intention. He really misunderstood him before. This kid had been staying in the room alone, and it turned out that he had been preparing a battle suit suitable for a speedster.

This suit is a modified version of Barry's old suit to accommodate Borsalino's height of over three meters. Barry doesn't want to see the revered ancients running naked in the eyes of outsiders.

"It's very practical, and it helps me save some face." Although Borsalino didn't care about running naked in front of outsiders, he still had to pay attention to his image because there were two women beside him.

Pava didn't understand what the two grown men were doing, exchanging rings with each other. Was there some hidden affair going on?

Thinking of the scene of the gay couple, Pava felt a chill in his heart and goose bumps appeared on his skin. Just as he was about to say something, new changes occurred in the square below.

The grievance meeting finally reached its climax as people from the lower classes came on stage one by one to display their injuries and tell of their sufferings.

They all have the same sufferings, and their eyes are filled with helplessness and sadness about life. One sentence after another, the complaints gradually become one, and the crying pushes the negative emotions to a high level.

The cultists of the warning meeting took this opportunity, their eyes flickering with strange lights, and began to hum an unknown hymn softly, asking the suffering lower-class people around them to sing along.

Tempting this group of desperate lower-class people, only by humming hymns sincerely can they be noticed by the gods outside the sky and escape from the sufferings of the real world.

The tune was low and mysterious, and in this atmosphere full of melancholy, it had a strange appeal. Some lower-class people couldn't help but hum along in a trance.

Word spread from one person to ten, from ten to a hundred, and more and more people joined the humming team. What was originally just a small piece of sound spread rapidly like a spark.

Soon the entire square was filled with the melody of the unknown hymn, and the number of people singing continued to increase, eventually turning into a chorus of tens of thousands of people.

The singing surged like a tide, covering up the people's original lamentations. The cultists stood in the middle of the crowd. They also believed in their own rhetoric and longed for explanations from extraterrestrial life.

The herd mentality makes the lower class people immersed in this strange song, forgetting the hardships of life, but they don’t know that they are sinking into the abyss step by step.

The layman watches the excitement while the expert sees the details. The Death Worship Cult knows that the Warning Society is not angels who save people from suffering, but a group of beasts in human skin.

The hymns sung at the warning meeting have a bewitching effect, which can cause the bodies of these desperate lower-class people to begin to deform. This is the so-called being watched by the gods, but they are nothing more than turning into monsters that are neither human nor ghost.

"While they are still human, grant them the Queen's grace, let them lose their identities as human beings, sacrifice their blood to the Emperor, and offer their skulls to the throne"!

The three Death Cult believers shouted out a fanatical signal for an attack. This was the moment Pava had been waiting for. "You guys watch my performance first. I want to wake these imperial rebels up."

Pava stood on the edge of the cliff in the cave, carrying the shabby yet mysterious bag on his back. The strong wind whistled across his body, blowing up his messy hair.

Then she pushed hard with her hind legs and leaped up, falling from the cliff like a black meteor. In the air, she spread her limbs, glided with the help of the air flow, and quickly rushed to the square on the ground.

The square was crowded with people and no one noticed Pava descending from the sky. The moment he approached the crowd, he nimbly took out several spherical explosives from his bag.

After calculating the distance, Pava swung his arm and several explosives fell into the crowd like bullets. The moment the bombs collided, a deafening explosion sounded, and fireballs were set off on the field.

The crowd instantly fell into panic, with screams and cries coming one after another. Some people were knocked to the ground by the air waves, while others were on fire and fled in panic. The scene was in chaos.

Pava watched all this with a cruel smile on his face. He took out explosives from his bag again and continued to throw them into crowded areas to create more chaos and prevent the cultists from approaching.

The power of the spherical bomb surprised the three people on the ground. They really underestimated its power.