Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

Chapter 828 Situation of the Beasts in the Calamity?

After leaving the former capital of the Kenyth Empire, Vicente traveled for three days straight, taking advantage of the fact he was faster after absorbing his third pentagram from the Throne of Darkness.",

Upon entering the Chutha Dynasty this afternoon, he noticed some changes brought about by the disaster on the border between these two states. Previously, they had been historical enemies, and the border strip between them had been heavily guarded, with troops on both sides and constant battles.

Now the place had changed a lot, with the loss of its observers and almost all human groups. The place was now just another natural area with a powerful presence of monsters and beasts. The conflicts there were related to non-human beings from the Light and Dark Paths.

As much as the situation on the continent was worse for the magicians, the beasts of the Light Path were also negatively affected by the calamity caused by The Purification. As Vicente saw on this trip to the Chutha Dynasty, the beasts of the Dark and Light Paths were clashing outside the cities.

Territories that were once no-man's-land, or even the domain of a few beasts, were now being fought over by beasts and individuals from monstrous races from the north.

But today, when he stopped to rest for a few minutes, he encountered a strange situation!

...

While drinking tea by a stream, with a small fire in front of him, Vicente heard the sounds of battle and noticed a group of Light and Dark Path creatures fighting near where he was standing.

He closed his eyes and tried to ignore the battle, when suddenly one of the oppressed creatures spotted him and ran towards him.

"Senior!" a red-haired bear shouted as part of his party suffered from the attacks of three giant scorpions mounted by a skeleton.

"Senior, save us! Your companion is not far away!" The bear shouted as it stopped in front of Vicente, one of the enemy scorpions soaring into the air towards them.

Vicente opened his eyes with a look of doubt on his face. "Companion?" he opened his mouth to ask.

"Yes, the Mid-level Paragon, you're here for him, right?" The bear asked this Paragon.

While the community had lost many of its 5th-stage magicians, the community of bearers remained almost 100% intact.

In some places, such as this one, such creatures were being hunted, for without humans to devour, the monsters would seek other types of food to strengthen themselves... Even so, 5th stage beasts still existed in numbers close to what they had been before the disaster.

The four bears that fought the lich-infested scorpions near Vicente were all fifth stage beings, so none of them were frightened by the presence of the young Fuller.

However, the bear knew that someone like Vicente could upset the balance of the battle, so it couldn't help but beg for Vice's help.

Vicente narrowed his eyes at the words of the red bear before him. But if there was a Mid-level Paragon magician nearby, he should at least check out the situation.

With a flick of a finger, a terrifying pressure appeared among the nearby Dark Path beings, instantly paralyzing every one of the scorpions and liches that were attacking the group of red bears.

The bear closest to Vicente saw this and realized the dark power of this black-haired young man, not expecting to find a Dark Path magician in his path.

'Damn it! Is he a Dark Path magician?' the bear wondered as it considered the situation of its companions.

As impressive as Dark Path magicians were at fighting monsters, some of them were allied with these creatures in the current context. As such, Light Path beings like this bear couldn't help but be bothered by the negative possibilities of having someone like Vicente around.

"Very well, take me to my friend, mate." Vicente stood up as the enemies died, leaving intact bodies behind, something much more frightening to these bearers than more brutal killings.

The easier it was for one to kill opponents, the stronger that individual's powers were!

But having already come into contact with this monster in human form, the bear closest to Vicente had no choice but to take this person to the Mid-level Paragon he had met days ago.

"Guys, I'm going to take him to his friend. You can go back to the tribe without me." Said the bear as it led Vicente away.

Its companions looked at it with fear in their eyes, but didn't say or do anything. They fully understood their companion was giving them the opportunity to flee if this human became a problem.

Vicente ignored the remaining beasts and followed the bear to a rocky area of a hill near where he had been drinking his tea.

After seven minutes of following the beast, the red bear slowed to a stop. "He is in this cave. We don't know his name, but he's helped us out in various situations over the past few weeks. I thought you might be after him, considering how close you were camping."

Vicente noticed a mid-level 5th stage magician in the place, an individual from the Light Path.

He clapped a hand on one of the red-haired creature's shoulders and, after thanking him, moved on.

As soon as he appeared at the entrance to the cave where the man was, the Mid-level Paragon realized what a powerful guest one of the local beasts had brought to his current home.

"Oh? I did not expect to find a member of our race around here, let alone such a strong one." Said the old man as he walked through the dark tunnel of the cave, his tone somewhat cheerful.

However, the moment he stepped out of the cave, his expression immediately changed when he saw the young Fuller's face.

Not only did the white-haired, blue-eyed man changed his gestures. Vicente recognized the symbol of the Congregation of Revelation on a necklace worn by this elderly-looking man.

Suspicious of this person's origin, Vicente scanned the surroundings and identified several items related to the temple in this dark cave full of 5th-grade formations.

"It looks like I met an enemy today." Vicente opened his mouth as he moved and appeared right in front of the old man, not hesitating to grab him by the neck and lift him into the air.