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

The explosion created by Pava in the crowd had a very obvious effect. When people around them died or got injured, the lower-class people who had not yet been completely brainwashed stopped singing hymns.

Every one of them was very afraid of losing their lives, and panic spread among the crowd of tens of thousands of people. Only a few fanatics remained motionless even when they were hit by the bomb.

The most brutal fanatic had half of his body blown off, but his mouth could still move and he continued to hum hymns, completely forgetting the pain, as if God's blessing was about to be bestowed upon him.

Tens of thousands of people were in a panic, fearing a second explosion. Everyone wanted to flee the scene, but they ended up crowding together in panic, resulting in a serious stampede.

Countless weak humans were pushed to the ground and trampled into the soil one by one, physically crushed into meat paste, experiencing extreme pain before death.

Pava would not feel sorry for these rebels of the empire, a group of scum who were of no use to the empire. Living was just a waste of resources, and only death could bring a little remaining value.

Gliding and floating in the air, and then landing among the crowd, Pava stepped on the rebels' heads and ran quickly on them using the heads as land.

Harley Quinn acts as a guide. She has no intention of interfering in the civil war between cults, but that doesn't stop her from watching the fun. The Death Worship Cult and the Warning Society are fighting to the death. It has been a long time since she has seen such a big scene.

Gwen, as the employer, was not left alone. She remotely directed Pava to run in the direction of her friend, snatch the woman back, and move on immediately after succeeding.

"It's easy to find. The task is simpler than I thought." Pava came to a group of people in black robes. This group of fanatics were still singing hymns with their mouths open, as if this ritual could not be interrupted. They would rather die than sing with their mouths open.

Singing an incomprehensible hymn, the language system was completely different from the mainstream. Pava didn't think much about it, followed the instructions of his employer, and carried Gwen's friend on his shoulders.

Although Pava looks thin, he is very strong. He can carry thousands of kilograms of cargo effortlessly, and carrying a female student weighing less than 100 kilograms on his shoulders is extremely easy.

Gwen's friend was carried on his shoulders, still singing hymns with no intention of stopping. Pava carried her back the same way, using the strength of one person after another to jump in the air continuously.

The Death Worship Cult believers outside had been waiting for a long time and had surrounded the entire venue, allowing only entry but not exit. Pava had the aura of the Death Worship Cult, and she would not be stopped while carrying a female body.

The madmen of the Death Worship Cult, who were shouting slogans of "blood sacrifice to the God-Emperor" and "skull sacrifice to the throne", raised their butcher knives against the group of imperial negotiators, reaping the lives of those nearby, connecting their heads to the bodies one by one.

The lower-class people who were the first to escape were honored to become the first batch of skulls harvested by the Death Cult. Their bright red blood spilled all over the ground. The Death Cult believers who hacked and killed people were simply devils walking out of hell.

"The Death Cult is really extreme. It seems they don't intend to leave anyone alive," Borsalino looked at the two iron-blooded warriors beside him. They were the main force of the killing today.

As soon as he finished speaking, two Iron-Blooded Warriors wearing power armor jumped down from the towering cave like the Red Death.

The power armor flashed a cold metallic luster in the dim light, and its huge body, wrapped in a fierce momentum, rushed towards the ground like a swiftly falling meteor.

Below, a group of Imperial rebels were fleeing in panic, crowded together with no room to hide, their terrified shouts drowned out by the howling wind.

The Iron Warriors were falling faster and faster, the ground was rapidly enlarging in their eyes, and just before they were about to touch the ground, the jet device on the back of the power armor suddenly started up, and a powerful airflow spurted out from the nozzle.

This powerful reverse thrust caused the Predator's falling speed to slow down drastically, retaining some of the impact force. Unfortunately, the humans at the landing point became meat pads for the power armor.

Five or six poor people were crushed under the iron cans and screamed in pain. Their bodies were instantly crushed by the heavy pressure and their internal organs were stepped out of their bodies.

The two Iron Warriors stood firmly in the ruins, the sound of the power armor's jets gradually weakened, and they looked down at the surroundings.

The driver's expression could not be seen through the protective mask covering the power armor. It was common sense that the Death Cult would be more excited by slaughtering their enemies. Only by killing more and sacrificing more skulls could they attract the attention of Her Majesty the Queen.

"Blood sacrifice to the God Emperor, head sacrifice to the throne"! !

The killing of the Red Death officially began, and one of the Iron Blood Warriors grasped the giant chainsaw sword in one hand.

Use your other hand to activate the switch, and the saw teeth will rotate at high speed, making a chain transmission sound that makes your scalp tingle.

He rushed into the crowd of traitors like a tiger. Wherever the chainsaw sword passed, blood and flesh flew. The flesh and blood bodies could not withstand the chainsaw sword, and the screams of the lower class rose one after another.

Every swing could take away several lives, slaughtering the unarmed traitors around him. The power armor was splashed with the blood of the traitors, making the red death more colorful.

Some internal organs even collapsed onto the power armor, but he didn't have time to clean them up. As long as it didn't block his vision, he didn't care about having a few more intestines hanging on his body.

Another iron-blooded warrior was wielding a giant axe that was more than one person tall. The axe blade flashed with cold light and could easily cut through steel. Its armor-piercing ability was even better than that of a chainsaw sword.

Calling upon the jet pack behind him, the Iron Warrior moved among the crowd, swinging his giant axe in a sharp arc, easily splitting the traitors' bodies in half.

The axe whistled, bringing up blood mist, as if the god of death's scythe was reaping lives, easily chopping bones and internal organs. The Akainu flag stuck behind him became even more colorful and eye-catching after being stained with blood.

They "split the crowd" and divided the traitors into two parts. The traitors were caught off guard by the sudden attack and retreated in panic, resulting in more trampling.

The two warriors did not stop at all and continued to charge left and right bravely. The power armor gave them great strength and speed, allowing them to move freely in the crowd of tens of thousands of people.

Kizaru stood on a high place, using the X-ray in his eyes to see through the power armor. Through the steel covering the body, he found that the two pilots inside were strong men of good height and build.

Inside the power armor, there are various analyzers to assist the Predator in combat, point out the priority targets to attack, and give detailed information about the angles at which to kill the enemy and how to save the Predator more effort.

At the top of the display screen inside the power armor, there is a power display. If the power is fully charged, it will take 48 hours for the energy to be exhausted, so the Iron Blood Warrior does not have to worry about running out of power.

It is estimated that after this battle, even half of the power of the two power armors will not be used up.

It can enable ordinary people to exert strength a hundred times higher than their own, and can also carry out autonomous auxiliary combat. It is worthy of being a tactical equipment that the empire can develop.

Now Kizaru is somewhat doubtful as to whether the scientific research path previously taken by the navy was correct, and whether its powerful ships and guns are outdated.

If every member of the navy could wear power armor, it would be extremely easy to kill pirates. Guns and cannons cannot penetrate power armor. Only specially made armor-piercing shells can cause damage to power armor.

With the two Iron Blood Warriors as the center, a bloody cavity area appeared around them in just a few minutes, killing at least a thousand people.