Frankie's eyes were red: "Do you know how many people live in that city?! They..."

"280,7752 people."

Before Frankie finished speaking, Lowett reported a number: "31,082 of all kinds of livestock."

Under the confused gaze of the other party, Lowett smiled: "Trust me, I am professional."

Calculating quickly how many dead souls there are in an area is the basic skill of the Necromancer, an instinct formed from elementary school to college.

Take the torrent of souls as an example. After all, even if you can release this iconic necromancy spell, you still have to know how many souls you have in your hand, right?

Guru!

Kaku heard the sounds of several black-clothed subordinates swallowing saliva.

This kind of intuitive death data is more impactful than the phrase "huge casualties".

And Bingshan remembered that in last year's census, Dongcheng District did have a permanent population of 300,000.

But.

Gone!

It's all gone!

"By the way."

At this time, Lowett no longer had a hippy smile on his face, but rather cold.

He looked at Frankie.

"Including your Frankie family, nothing survives."

The sea breeze at night was actually warmer than the desert temperature, but at this moment a gust of wind blew, Frankie felt a cold climb on his back.

Are all gone?

Moz, Jiwei, Zambae... So everyone is already dead?

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Bean big tears fell from his eyes, Frankie opened his mouth wide, his voice cried intermittently.

"Although they are not pleasing to the eye."

At this time, Lowett continued, Kaku's eyelids jumped wildly and couldn't help backing up until he stuck it on the wall and found that his back had long been wet with cold sweat.

But Lowett ignored him.

"But there is one sentence I very much agree with."

"If you didn't have you, say it earlier and cooperate with the government to clear up the suspicions. Even if someone suspects, such as me, they will only think that the world government has already succeeded, and will not make this trip."

Looking at the sluggish iceberg, Lowett said indifferently: "Weakness is not a sin, it's just a kind of sorrow."

"Don't you really think that Tom's death is related to his crime?"

"I don't have that strength, but I have to keep that secret."

"Even if there are no government agents and me, there will be red earls and white earls that will do something to you."

"You think the consequences are too good, Bingberg."

"Why do you believe that every strong man will care about the life and death of ordinary people?"

After that, Lowett raised his finger lightly, and floated the demented iceberg in the air with the hand of magic.

"Wait! What's wrong?!"

Kaku was awakened suddenly, and suddenly found that while listening to Lowett's words, none of them had moved.

It was definitely not because of tension and fear!

Rather, what did this man do!

But he discovered sooner that when he was thinking about these things, he was also unable to move.

A strange feeling enveloped him, making him extremely sober, but his body was lifeless.

Including the iceberg lifted by Lovett in the air, it was just a translucent light and shadow!

The real iceberg is still lying on a stretcher!

Is that his soul?

This was the last thought in Kaku's mind, and then he heard Lowett whispering softly.

"Search for the soul!"

Puff! !

Groups of souls exploded around the body, like a mirror shattered.

Each of the pieces simultaneously slashed across their owner's first-perspective picture, exposing everything to the air.

This is in the real air!

Even an ordinary person can see the image on the fragment as long as he has good eyesight.

"trouble!"

At this time, Lowett smacked his lips uncomfortably.

"It's hypnotic and magical, don't let me down."

He didn't mean to hit the iceberg, but he saw that the iceberg was dying.

Wake up just now, it smells of rejuvenation.

It doesn't really matter if it is dead, but the soul that has died after being weak for so long will often have some incompleteness even if it is caught.

Is there a simpler way than wasting time to retrieve the soul fragments later, why not use it?

Therefore, he wants to solidify the core of the iceberg's soul, make him "obsessive", and put the information he wants to know on the top layer of the soul to prevent it from being wasted.

Fortunately.

"Successful."