章節 208: Chapter 166: History Always Repeats Itself

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Digdit looked up at the cluster of dark clouds above, churning and billowing, and ultimately revealing two dead, hollow eye sockets.

An intense killing intent enveloped from the sky, making it feel like the temperature dropped several degrees instantaneously.

Tiny snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

Would one be a coward for life, or be adored by millions?

What's needed isn't just ability and courage.

It also requires the determination to become a devil.

To control an anomaly.

This is a gamble, where success means ascending to the heavens, and failure entails eternal damnation.

How many human souls are needed?

Are the numbers of death row inmates sufficient?

Even if every criminal in prison were to be executed, it still wouldn't be enough.

Indeed, it's nowhere near enough! It might be several orders of magnitude off.

So, what should be done?

The total population of humanity is 1.5 billion. Is that enough?