Destroy His Brother

By this point, Kashius had stopped searching for Lacus's ki. Instead, he naturally controlled his body and slowly floated toward the shore.

The sea was calm, like a mirror—without the slightest ripple or wave.

It was truly strange. This was the ocean; even by the beach, there should have been waves washing ashore.

Yet at this moment, the sea was terrifyingly still. Not only was there not a single splash of foam, even the horizon showed not the slightest disturbance.

"I know you're not dead. Get the hell out here!" Kashut said with a dark expression, hovering a hundred meters above the sea.

At Kashut's declaration, the onlookers all revealed surprised expressions. Shin in particular looked utterly shocked.

His mouth hung open as he stared blankly at Kashut in the sky, asking in confusion, "What does Kashut mean? Could it be that Demigra isn't dead?"

The moment the words left his mouth, he immediately realized the gravity of the situation. If Demigra was not dead, did that not mean the battle was not over?

Could they still face the danger of being slaughtered by him?

At that thought, everyone present changed color.

In truth, they had overthought it. From beginning to end, Demigra had only one goal: to take Kashius's daughter, Lacus, away.

As for killing people, he would not act unless someone obstructed him.

After all, he did not want to leave a bad impression on her. That would be extremely inconvenient for his future plans.

At that moment, waves suddenly rose across the tranquil sea, as columns of steaming seawater bubbled up like springs.

Kashut's eyes instantly narrowed, and a solemn expression appeared on his handsome face.

"Why aren't you chasing Illya and taking back your daughter, Kashius?"

Before Demigra himself appeared, his eerie, cackling voice had already