Angel was also staring blankly at this moment.
When the formal wizard named Winchester stepped onto the field, not only did the wizards on the floating ice show suspicious expressions, even Fafnir let out a cold snort. "This sickly wretch is fighting? From what I can see, he can't even beat Canaan."
Canaan, who had been named, was also looking at the gaunt young man in the illusion. Judging by the aura he displayed and his actual strength, he was probably only at the level of an ordinary wizard.
After the journey through Ocean Rhythm, Canaan's strength had not undergone a rebirth-like transformation like that of the Panas Succubus, but on the Abyss's home ground, dealing with an ordinary wizard should still have been possible.
"He does look very weak. He should be around Plapa's current level." Deep down, Canaan also felt that Winchester definitely could not defeat Komodo.
Angel said, "Muying, the puppeteer behind Puppet Theater just now, did not seem particularly strong either, yet he controlled three Greater Demons. Perhaps he has a similar method."
"Even if I were not in the sky, I could still sense the threat from Puppet Theater's stage. But from this man, I sense nothing but disease and weakness—not the slightest hint of danger." It was precisely because of this that Fafnir judged this human to be simply going to his death.
Angel had originally thought Winchester possessed some mysterious item, but hearing Fafnir say this, it seemed his own judgment had been wrong?
Still, Angel believed Frost Moon would not send his teammate to die for nothing.
Rather than reaching the same definite conclusion as Fafnir, he silently watched the sky, waiting for changes.
Then he witnessed the astonishing scene that followed.
The main reason Komodo was so powerful was that it