Chapter 452 - Strength Gap
Right in front of the machine tower, several dark shadows were swirling about.
A Nightmare covered in dark flames howled toward the sky and released black ripples into the environment.
The ripples reached a pair of ladies with blond hair and blue eyes, who immediately vomited blood.
Bogula had just barely escaped from the attack by using Void Shift, and he couldn’t do it again any time soon. He could only use other defensive spells to survive. However, when faced against the Nightmare’s attacks, his spells were fragile like paper.
Another surge of black flame easily sent Bogula flying, who then crashed on the ground like a stone.
Thud, thud…
Bogula looked up and saw Sunders’ black leather boots… and a pair of emotionless eyes.
“Alright then.”
Taking one step back wouldn’t hurt much as long as he could prevent a war from breaking out in the middle of his city.
Before they left, another energy signature that was obviously weaker than them suddenly arrived.
Lawson frowned at the familiar presence. It was the student of his old friend Mithra, “Mad Bear” Sabot. He wondered why Sabot barged in even though he already ordered people to keep everyone outside.
“Please wait, Mister Phantom!!”
The first thing that drew Sabot’s attention was Bogula, who was trapped inside an illusion while carrying a number of wounds on his body.
I was only out to deal with some street fight and something happened!
Sabot was extremely stressful for failing his mentor’s request.
“Angor’s fine! Bogula didn’t do anything to him!” Sabot rushed to Sunders and bowed down. “And it’s good to see you again, Mister Phantom.”
Sunders raised an eyebrow. “Really?”
“Yes! My mentor brought Angor to Elixir Hut. They’re talking about alchemy knowledge right this moment. The boy’s healthy and well. Please don’t be too harsh on Bogula.”
Sunders checked. It seemed Sabot chose to open up his mind so that anyone could sense the truthfulness of his words.
Next, Sunders nodded and looked at Lawson. “Looks like we don’t have to waste your precious time, Mister Neo Beast.”
Lawson also sighed in relief in his mind. “It’s okay.”
“Take me to Angor then,” Sunders said as he turned to face Sabot.
When he saw Sabot fumbling with words, Sunders added something, “Bogula’s not in danger. The illusion will disappear by itself once I make sure Angor’s safe.”
Sabot looked at Lawson, who nodded to reassure him, and finally agreed. “Okay. Do follow me please.”