Laston, who had initially intended to strike Aerchon again, suddenly halted in midair.
He didn't actually want to kill his nephew outright. He simply wanted to ensure that Aerchon would no longer interfere with him, so he had to incapacitate him.
However, that thought quickly faded when he saw King Gulben emerging from the palace, soaring into the air.
The king's face was stern, almost angry, yet he maintained his composure, exuding an air of calm authority.
"My brother," Laston said, a smirk playing on his lips. "How have you been? It's been a long time since we last met."
"I suppose I'm fine," King Gulben replied. "I've been ruling this palace while you were off in another world after being exiled—only to return with these abominations."
Laston scoffed. "You mean these abominations?" He gestured downward. "The very ones currently slaughtering your soldiers? Well, yes. They're my creations."