Yes, Father.
On the other side, the beautiful blond child also opened his eyes. Pale blue psionic halos flickered in Mo Qiu's eyes.
He seemed a little nervous, but still said earnestly, "As long as the data... as long as the flesh data is accurate enough, and the raw materials are suitable enough, I can create a real body for 'big brother.'"
"I-I can too."
Linda spoke softly as well. A crystal skull rested atop the little girl's head, and purplish-red light flowed through her lovely eyes. "I can help Brother Ila set the anchor—I can activate the crystal skull's power, merge our souls and memories, turn them into 'Echo,' and become one with big brother."
"Become one! Become one!"
All the children cheered. Their eyes shone brightly, as though they were overwhelmed with joy at such an ending.
In contrast, Baron Ryan's face turned even paler.
Torrential rain mixed with lightning tore across the summit of the Bison Mountains. Pale violet bolts struck the peak of Loneflame Peak, while another mass of flame-like electric light burned endlessly atop the mountain.
The man wanted to say something, yet did not know what to say. But the moment he forced himself to speak, he felt boundless regret.
And relief.
"Children."
He said, "If you are unwilling."
"This is your last chance to give up."
After saying that, Baron Ryan practically wanted to punch himself. This was tantamount to abandoning the painstaking efforts of so many years, yet he felt incomparably liberated at this moment.
This utterly contradictory feeling made him want to kill himself, while also making him feel that his hypocrisy had reached a pitiful, hateful extreme.
And so, he was instead able to smile. Smiling at the children before him, he said, "As long as you want to abandon