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

Gwen and Harley Quinn were both wondering in their hearts about the true identity of the creepy uncle. Was he the real Admiral Kizaru, or a clone based on the Twelve Primarchs of the Empire?

"Barry seems to have something coming out of that crack. You take them away first, I will deal with it alone." Kizaru, wearing the Flash suit, turned into a golden flash the next second and rushed straight to the crime scene of the warning meeting.

Barry trusted the other party in his heart. If even Kizaru couldn't solve the situation, then he, the second-generation Flash, would only cause trouble if he took the initiative to go over.

At this point Barry can no longer pretend to be an ordinary person. He opens the ring and turns into a set of red light and puts on the Flash armor. He turns around and comes behind the two women and says, "Let's move away first. After the uncle solves the accident, he will come back to meet us."

Barry held Harley Quinn in his left hand and Gwen in his right hand. His own speed reached the limit in an instant, turning into a dazzling red lightning and escaping from the danger zone.

"Is the uncle an ancient person who traveled through time?"

Gwen was moving at high speed, not caring about her image, and every strand of hair was flying freely in the air. Harley Quinn also wanted to ask this question.

"Yes, but it's all my fault," Barry took the responsibility, but he didn't say clearly what he did wrong, leaving the two women in his arms confused.

Borsalino didn't care about the young people's troubles. After the golden lightning on his body disappeared, he returned to the scene in a breath.

In the dead silence and dilapidated venue, garbage was piled up in a mess, and the body parts of tens of thousands of people covered the venue, emitting a smell of decay.

The strange space crack was slowly closing, but the red cloud spreading in the sky seemed to have life, rolling and surging, with an indescribable sense of oppression, approaching the woman surrounded by cultists.

Gwen's good friend could no longer be called a human at this moment. Although he still had a human face, hundreds of black tentacles grew on his back, which made him particularly eye-catching in this dim environment.

The red clouds that kept approaching her became nourishment for the woman after coming into contact with the tentacles. The cultists were reaping the power gained from the sacrifice.

When the first ray of red cloud touched her body, the woman shuddered violently and a look of pain appeared on her face. Her body from top to bottom was being baptized by the gods.

In a few minutes, the red clouds in the entire sky were absorbed by the woman in front of her. This demon-raising ceremony from the gods was completed under the witness of a navy admiral.

The surviving cultists of the warning meeting were all to kneel down devoutly and worship the messenger of God. The plan that had been planned for many years had finally come to fruition. It was time to rebel against the great empire!

But before that, we must first get rid of the bystanders who are considered an eyesore, "Those with ability must submit to me, and believe in my God to escape the sufferings of this world."

Borsalino was not a fool. Although it seemed that the woman in front of him was moving her mouth, the one that was actually making the sound was the monster in the woman's belly.

The gifts gained from sacrificing tens of thousands of souls were all absorbed by the monster in the woman's belly. Now it can barely be covered with human skin. In fact, this mother body is no longer needed and can be abandoned at any time.

"Although I don't know what kind of monster you are, I am an atheist. I only believe in myself and don't believe in the so-called gods, unless you can make the gods come out of the space crack to see me." Borsalino still likes to speak with strength. If a god can be defeated even by humans, then he has no value of faith at all.

"Arrogant man, you are just a lucky guy who is favored by the devil. The more you get now, the more you will lose in the future." In the eyes of God's messenger, people with special abilities are nothing more than a group of workers. Tracing back to the source of their power, they all come from a certain devil.

"Catch him back for me," the messenger of God gave a divine oracle. The fanatical cultists around him held their bodies tightly and stared at Kizaru like hungry wolves, among them was Pava who was under control.

A group of cultists took off their black robes together, revealing their deformed bodies. They looked extremely horrible, with twisted limbs, festering skin, and a disgusting stench.

There is a strange aura of the curse of the outer gods lingering on his body. If you are accidentally contaminated by it, the consequences will be disastrous.

They were muttering something, their eyes were crazy, and they rushed towards Kizaru as a whole, as if they were driven by an invisible force.

"You still underestimate me"

Admiral Kizaru raised a playful smile and transformed his body into a golden lightning. He moved at the highest speed among the cultists.

"Who are you"!

A dazzling light flashed, and Admiral Kizaru used his unparalleled speed to move freely among the crowd. Before the cultists even had time to react, he had easily bypassed them.

When it came in front of the messenger of God, the mother body suddenly lost its composure. This was the first time it had encountered someone with such fast ability.

"I'll take out the dirt from your body for you," the woman's eyes widened, her face full of surprise and her mouth slightly open, before she could make any resistance.

One of Admiral Kizaru's hands instantly turned into a bright light and inserted directly into the woman's abdomen. The expected pain did not come, but the woman's face was full of fear.

Admiral Kizaru exerted a little force with his arms, and with a creepy tearing sound, a grotesque monster was pulled out of the woman's belly.

The monster exuded a strange aura and was wrapped in a group of tentacles. It had a bulging eye, like some kind of marine mollusk.

Kizaru frowned, his eyes full of disgust. He lifted the monster high up, and the monster's struggle seemed so weak in his hands.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding cultists shouted in anger and fear, and rushed towards the person with special abilities.

Kizaru felt that the thing in his hand was very unlucky, so he threw it into the crowd. Seeing this, the cultists opened their mouths one by one, ready to use their bodies to accommodate the messenger of God.

Taking advantage of the chaos within the cult, Kizaru quickly checked the body of Gwen's friend. After the parasite in his body was removed, he lost control of his body and fell into the uncle's arms, and it seemed that he was still breathing.

While Kizaru was taking her away, he found Pava in the crowd, came up to the unfortunate child, and knocked her unconscious with a palm.

After successfully rescuing the two girls, Kizaru quickly took them away from the scene, caught up with Barry and the others, and handed the other two women over to their care.

Barry and others didn't expect that the uncle would be so efficient. If Kizaru had taken action earlier, the sacrifice ceremony might have been over as soon as it began.

The cult lost its two most important hostages. Kizaru once again returned to the scene of the crime. He still had the final cleanup work to do to help the underground world solve the hidden dangers of the warning meeting.