The major general fell into silence.

After all, the power structure at this time is built up of layers of interest relationships, like a pyramid.

Simply controlling the people at the top of the pyramid may not be enough.

Because it goes against the interests of the class, the class will naturally abandon you.

"Then control a few more people, and it will eventually work." Digdit's voice was like frost coming from the Antarctic, "General, you have to believe in my power."

"What about the visions outside?"

"As long as you give me enough power, I can control the vision!"

"We can conquer Pangea."

"Zi la!"

The sound of brakes came, and the destination was reached.

This is a large prison where some criminals are imprisoned.

Lingbo City has long abolished the death penalty, but now, their good days are over.

Digdit began to execute these criminals himself in order to seize their spirits.

"Who are you to judge us?"

"You devil, you really deserve to go to hell!"

"You murderer! God!"

The criminals were so frightened when they faced the guns that they screamed one after another.

Digdit said loudly: "Everyone, the world is no longer the original world. It is a world full of competition and malice. As a nation, we should abandon the shackles of our thinking!"

"We should not be a nation groaning in humiliation."

"We should not be treated as a domesticated nation."

"But we should be a nation that can reach the top of the world!"

"Now, I will use your sinful lives to welcome a bright future."

What he said seemed to be to prove his justice.

He fired continuously, making several "bang bang bang" sounds, and bright red blood spattered and trickled down the walls. The entire prison looked like a hell on earth.

From Digdit's perspective, spirits filled this small room.

It is like fragments of the soul, one by one, like fireflies.

If not collected, it will soon dissipate between heaven and earth.

There are only a very few abilities that can see and collect "spirits", and "control" is one of them.

The light groups, like tadpoles, gathered in Digdit's hands.

The higher the domination power, the more spirit is required.

The strength of those wine bags and rice bags is not high, and it is not difficult to control them.

Digdit was very satisfied and whispered: "Now, these spirits in my hands are enough to stir up the storm in this city."
Chapter completed!