Chapter 1262 Kizaru's Future Journey 34 - Pava's Blood Control Ability
The navy of the pirate era could never imagine that the future Death Cult's belief in the Empress could not be described as extremely twisted.
The sky dome is about to show an unprecedented bloody scene. Pava takes the initiative to take the three people on the ground to see the world. Before going to the meeting of the Warning Society, they first go to a temple of the Death Cult.
Harley Quinn knew what the Temple of the Death Cult was, and she was extremely resistant at first. Even though she was a mental patient, she couldn't convince herself to get close to a group of crazy people.
As the eldest daughter of the earthly world, Gwen had only heard vaguely about the Death Cult. Even her father had hired female killers from the Death Cult to eliminate political enemies.
Kizaru is very interested in the temple set up by the Death Worship Cult. He also wants to see the world and experience how extreme the Death Worship Cult is.
Barry did not express any opinions and did not have many ideas of his own. He followed the footsteps of his two idols and believed that their choice would never be wrong.
Leaving the human settlement of Happy Town and heading deeper into the underground world, the living conditions displayed become even worse and more cruel.
“A place not suitable for human life”
A strong, pungent smell of decay instantly penetrated the nose, making people feel nauseous, and the surrounding environment was dim.
Only a few faint beams of light struggled to shine through the cracks above the head from the glowing radiation stones, casting broken spots of light in the thick darkness.
Everywhere you look, you can see debris of heavy machinery, huge gears twisted and deformed, broken pipes scattered all over the place, covered with rust and unknown slime.
Nameless white bones were piled up randomly in the corner. It was impossible to tell what kind of creature had left them there, but it looked like they were very old.
Not far away there were stinking pools of water bubbling with bubbles. A thick layer of oil floated on the dark green water. From time to time, wisps of yellow poisonous gas rose from the pools and spread in the air.
The air here seems particularly polluted. Every breath feels like inhaling something dirty, which then causes a dull pain in the lungs.
We met many refugees on the road. They were ragged and huddled together like leaves in the wind. When they saw strangers, they reached out to them for food.
The refugees' exposed skin looked like it had been cursed by the devil, with many rotten and pus-filled areas, clearly having been touched by something dirty that shouldn't have been touched.
They were skinny and bony, obviously having not had enough food for a long time. There were too many of these low-level scums, and even the Virgin Mary could not sympathize with them all.
Among the refugees passing by, there were some sturdy strangers who were staring at the traveler in black robe with malicious eyes, which were full of greed and desire.
When there is no food, they turn to human flesh. They have lost their so-called humanity and have degenerated into beasts in human form. They have no psychological burden in eating their own kind and are uniformly classified as cannibals.
Any unlucky person who is left alone while passing by will basically become food for cannibals. In order to survive in such harsh conditions, eating human flesh is nothing.
They robbed and ate people along the way, and even gathered together to attack weak human strongholds. The evil deeds of the cannibal tribes could be said to have spread throughout the underground.
Cannibals only bully the weak and are cruel to their own kind. When they encounter other races, they dare to take a detour and dare not complain.
It was obvious that Pava and others were being targeted by a settlement of hundreds of cannibals. Wearing roughly made black robes, they were already considered fat sheep in the eyes of the lower-class scum.
"A group of beasts who like to eat human flesh have set their sights on us. We would have to accept the skulls they send us." The followers of the Death Worship Cult have a target of collecting skulls every day. Pava hasn't killed any animals today, so he took this opportunity to complete his KPI.
The refugees, who were so poor that they had only bones left, were of course smart enough to survive until now. They realized that the cannibals were leaking information, so in order to avoid trouble, they started to move with the refugees around them.
Cannibals usually don't eat refugees because they don't have much meat on them and their bodies are full of bones, which are difficult to chew. They will only eat refugees when they are extremely hungry. Passing travelers are their feast.
When Gwen heard the word "cannibal", a look of disgust appeared on her face. The thought of eating her own kind made her feel uncomfortable. The girl had never had the chance to taste human flesh, and she had never been poor.
"It seems that there are quite a few cannibals." Kizaru used his Observation Haki to sense the life breath within a few kilometers and realized that there were dozens of breaths rushing towards this place.
A group of cannibals dressed in strange and ragged clothes were running madly, waving a variety of weapons in their hands.
Some are rusty axes with chipped edges, and some are sharpened wooden sticks with iron nails on them, giving off a rotten smell.
The cannibal leader was different. He was holding a rusty hot weapon that he had seized from unlucky travelers passing by. It was unknown how many shots he could fire.
"I smell the scent of women in the team. When I have had enough, I will taste the scent of women. I haven't eaten a woman for a long time."
The cannibal leader licked his tongue. His nose was sharper than a dog's. He could smell that there were at least three women in the team.
Unfortunately, if you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet. This group of cannibals finally hit a wall. Before they want to eat people, they have to consider whether they have the appetite.
"I am not interested in your blood, but I will accept your skull today."
A smile appeared on Pava's face, and he bit his finger suddenly, and bright red blood flowed out instantly.
The blood seemed to have life. It defied the rules of gravity and floated in the air strangely and slowly without any sign of falling.
Every drop of blood sparkled with a strange luster, which was particularly eye-catching in the dim environment, proving that she was not an ordinary person.
Pava concentrated her mind, and under the control of her powerful will, the suspended blood began to surge and merge.
The originally scattered blood drops intertwined and entangled with each other, gradually combining into dozens of blood-red arrows. Seeing this scene, even if the cannibal's cerebellum was not fully developed, they knew they were no match for it.
"It's a person with special abilities, run!"
"A bunch of lunatics being watched by gods, I don't want to die yet", the cannibals who rushed over wanted to escape, but unfortunately there was no chance.
Pava waved his arm and blood-red arrows shot out, cutting through the air with a sharp whistling sound. They flew towards the cannibal target with an unstoppable momentum.
The cannibals were instantly pierced by the blood-red arrows, with blood splattering around them. The victims' blood would also be used.
Pava manipulated more blood in the air to form various weapons, which he shot at more cannibals.
Some cannibals only had scratches and blood leaked out. The wounds could not be repaired in a short period of time, and the platelets continued to play a role in blood clotting.
The blood vessels seemed to be connected with a blood pump, and blood seeped out of the vessels rapidly. In a flash, many cannibals were drained dry without even a scream.
At this moment, Pava is the Scarlet Queen who controls blood.