During the conversation between Brufen and Winchester, Boli finally recognized who Brufen was. The nickname “Black Sugar Follower” was indeed famous within the Alchemy Circle, but this was the first time Boli had seen Brufen looking so frail.
It was because Boli recognized Brufen’s identity that she naturally began to worry about Angel.
Brufen was from the Frostmoon Alliance, and they were now openly searching for Angel. Although they used the very mild term “inviting Angel,” everyone knew that there was definitely no good intent behind it.
Now that Brufen and Angel had crossed paths, would Angel be forcibly taken away?
However, Boli had not expected that the outcome would be completely unexpected. Angel, when confronted by Brufen, was not only unafraid but had knocked Brufen away with a single strike?
Was this really the Angel who, according to the rumors, was still an Apprentice?
Could an Apprentice leap over such a great barrier and pose a threat to an Official Wizard?
Boli looked at Angel with shocked eyes, her mind teeming with thoughts.
Angel, however, was not concerned with how others were viewing him but was preparing to pursue Brufen. Just as he was about to make a move, Winchester suddenly stood in his way.
“Angel, don’t misunderstand. We just want to talk to you…”
Before Winchester could finish speaking, Angel had already turned into a swift arrow, carrying boundless force as he charged forward.
If Winchester didn’t get out of the way, Angel wouldn’t mind striking him first.
Winchester indeed did not step aside. He did not actually want to fight Angel. Rather than have a dispute with Angel, he would prefer a peaceful solution. Of course, if he could study the Primeval Flame for a few days, that would be even better.
However, now that Angel had made his move, Winchester had no choice but to respond.
In Winchester’s mind, Angel’s previous successful strike was nothing but happenstance, combined with Brufen’s own misfortune. But when he truly started fighting with Angel, he realized that it wasn’t the case at all.
Winchester didn’t use his oppression because he clearly sensed that it had little to no effect on Angel. Instead, the one releasing the oppression would consume more energy.
In such a situation, it was better to fight directly.
But the more he fought, the more uncomfortable Winchester felt.
As a Fire Transmuter, he naturally had an advantage against wizards of the three major frameworks. However, it was difficult to be effective against Angel.
The main reason was the Flame Mark on Angel’s earlobe, a symbol of a higher being that could absorb most of the fire attacks.
Winchester’s original plan was to use his Talent to alter the nature of the Flame Mark. But after testing it, he realized he couldn’t do that at all because the Primeval Flame nurtured that Flame Mark, or rather, was protecting it.
While Winchester could alter the nature of flames, he had no way of dealing with the Primeval Flame, the original fire.
Even when he cast fire spells on Angel, they were greatly weakened as a result.
It could be said that when facing Angel, Winchester’s strength was inherently halved.
Meanwhile, Angel’s physical body was incredibly strong due to some unknown Bloodline integration, so much so that Winchester had yet to penetrate it. Plus, Winchester himself was spitting blood from time to time, which affected the quality of the fight, and thus he was unable to do anything to Angel.
Although Angel’s physical body was strong, his attacking methods ultimately lacked variety, and he could not inflict significant damage on Winchester in a short time.
Therefore, the battle fell into a stalemate for a while.
While they were fighting, the others finally dared to move, but all they did was run to a safe area. None of them left but watched the battle with excited eyes.
It was Nausicaa who took a deep look at the two figures in the sky that were impossible to track and then quickly left Demonic Materials Street with Lyon in tow.
Previously, when she was in the Infinite Battle Tower, she had hoped Angel would reveal his strength. At that time, she thought she might be able to catch up. But now, she realized that Angel had definitely held back then.
The gap between them might now be too vast to even describe as a chasm.
Yet, Nausicaa was not discouraged. She was happy for Angel’s increased strength. However, she had her own life to live, and her goals differed from Angel’s; there was no need for lateral comparisons.
Seeing Nausicaa leave, Angel breathed a sigh of relief. His impulsive action against Brufen earlier was partly because Brufen had first used oppression, but also because his brother Lyon, due to being associated with him, happened to be in the center of that oppression and was affected by it.
This irritated Angel, which is why he made the first move.
Now that Nausicaa had taken Lyon away, Angel’s only concern was gone, and he was much more relaxed.
Whether to continue fighting or to leave was now up to him.
Meanwhile, Brufen, who had been knocked down by Angel’s earlier attack, had also recovered his senses. He looked at Angel, who was tussling with Winchester in the distance, with eyes filled with more anger than surprise.
He pondered for a moment, then decided to release the Alchemy Creature he had recently synthesized in his alchemy workshop…
However, before Brufen could make a move, his shoulder was tapped.
Brufen jumped in fright, turned his head, and saw a burly figure standing behind him – one he hadn’t noticed arriving.
“You are… the Mad Bear Sabo?!”