The War King also sensed the disturbance overhead and knew that the Absolute King and the Magic King had arrived. For a moment, he wanted to join in, losing interest in chasing the King of Bloating, that despicable, shameless, cowardly King.
He had originally thought the King of Bloating was luring him along, planning to set an ambush on the way before turning back to attack him from both sides.
But by now, the War King could be certain that this fellow was simply fleeing, using every means at his disposal, including concealing his presence, minimizing the noise of his movements, and even causing a commotion elsewhere, such as provoking a Lord, then seizing the chance to slip away.
The War King had seen through all these petty tricks. None of them worked.
Besides, this so-called "King of Bloating"... had absolutely no honor to speak of. He was utterly shameless, in fact. After being cursed at for so long, he had stubbornly refused to utter a word and simply kept fleeing, leaving the War King gritting his teeth in fury.
Had it been any of the other Kings, they would probably have been locked in a fight to the death by now.
Although the War King was confident he could win the chase, he had truly lost interest in the King of Bloating and was about to turn back to join the battle between the other two Kings overhead.
Yet at that very moment, the War King suddenly noticed that the King of Bloating ahead had slowed down... and even stopped.
"What is...?"
He glanced up, then looked ahead at the King of Bloating he had pursued for so long. In the end, he charged forward anyway. After chasing him for so long, giving up now would mean too great