Amplifying monsters with just drops of blood, full of energy was an impressive display of power, but the Phantoms weren't greatly surprised, they expected that the Overlord Type was capable of this and even more.
But...
The Crimson Monarch's following statement planted doubt in the Phantoms. The people couldn't believe what they heard.
Could they have received an award from the Crimson Monarch? It seemed like nonsense, still, the Crimson Monarch's aura and his status made him trustworthy even to his enemies.
The phantoms looked at each other. No one knew what to say. On the one hand, it was utter madness, after all, the Crimson Monarch was their enemy, he was a monster, yet... his offer might involve more than strength.
One Phantom, a young man with disheveled hair and blades at his belt raised his hand uncertainly, drawing attention to himself.
"Don't get me wrong, but... maybe we should at least discuss his proposal?"
