Aiden slowly spoke, his voice so calm that Egretta felt a small flash of joy in her heart.
But in the next moment-
The corner of Aiden's mouth curved into an extremely cold smile.
"But for this great plan of yours..."
"How many people have you killed?"
It was a simple question.
Yet every word felt like a heavy hammer smashing into Egretta's chest.
The violent energy tides around them seemed to freeze at that moment.
The fanatical smile on Egretta's face suddenly stiffened.
For the first time, a trace of panic and hesitation appeared in her deep eyes, eyes that were usually as calm as an ancient pond.
How many people had they killed?
To collect the aura of the Heavenly Demon, to create test subjects, to keep the Dawn Formation running...
The Reclassers and ordinary people who had died in the western and northern regions of the Great Shaw Empire, and even all over the world, numbered far more than ten million.
