Looking at Conchobar's pitiful, deathlike visage, even Heavy Cannon felt fearful.
At least in the countless skirmishes he had been through, no one who had been blasted by a grenade could look more like a mosaic than Conchobar did now.
In response, Jiang Lu said, "Science requires sacrifice."
Realizing what had felt so discordant to him all along, Ghostface Fox wondered, was it because they seemed more like the villains from their own perspective?
But it didn't matter. Conquering the Spirit Realm was the ultimate goal.
"So who do you plan to hand the current state of Conchobar over to? In other words, who could succeed the throne?"
Ghostface Fox asked again:
"I think we must ensure that this person won't sympathize with him and instead of using him as a blood bottle to heal, give him a chance to recover. We also need to make sure this person doesn't hold too much grudge against him, lest they kill him on the spot."
"Cu Chulainn?" Jiang Lu sought Ghostface Fox's opinion.
