The Pinnacle Of Life

“You can listen to the voice of the people!”

While dozens of demon heads were dancing in the air, Carol stood on the black ship and shouted at the people in the tilting skyscraper and Rockefeller Manor from ten miles away. “Speak your mind! Do you want the people in the entire city to live, or do you want the Rockefellers to sacrifice their two children? Are you willing to trade two children’s lives for your lives?”

What a malicious question.

The crowd of people looked at each other in dismay when asked. They were reluctant to answer her at first. That was too cruel and difficult.

However, they were facing death, especially the group of people who had almost died with the skyscraper’s collapse. When Carol forced such a life and death question on them, the sheer will to survive prevailed.

“I’m… willing…”

“I’m willing…”

“I’m willing!”

The willing cries of trading the lives of Jordan’s two sons for their lives became louder and louder until they were simply hysterical in the end.

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Alex

Aggrieved, no?

Angry, no?

rapidly, thinking about how to kill Carol in one fell swoop. Upon pondering, he realized it was an excellent opportunity to utilize the twenty four formation flags he had acquired from

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opinion. This is the demand of the masses. Aren’t you the Messiah? How can you be

Jordan

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Jordan and the others were on pins and needles. Even the Mystic Maiden of the Nine Heavens could not think of any good solution. Most importantly, Carol was no longer the previous Carol. The demonic shadow on her back looked bizarre and mysterious, the lethality of the demon heads shocking and

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a woman’s voice faintly floated over. “I’m

sounded otherworldly as though it descended from Heaven. It was quiet, but

“Who’s there?”

“Who’s talking?”

“Come out!”

infuriated. How dare someone

rushed to the sky in search of that expanse of space. She wanted to find the person who

As a result…