Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

As the attack approached, Vicente felt the harmful objects pass through his body without making contact, while the forces attempting to suppress him failed miserably in their endeavor.

Seven pentagrams materialized around him, while subtly, another seven appeared minutely behind him, their presence barely perceptible.

Prisiche had vanished from the area but continued working from within one of Vicente's artifacts. Observing him begin to act, she marveled at how Vice had mastered control of his powers without significantly exposing two magical forms.

Most onlookers witnessing his current actions would be bewildered by the sheer number of his abilities, yet remain oblivious to the 14 pentagrams surrounding him.

This is precisely what happened to the spectators of this assassination attempt in the middle of that Ravengarde street.

They opened their mouths in shock at the sight of the indigo and cyan pentagrams of Vicente's first magical form, while they didn't notice the shadows in the surroundings vibrating with his powers.

But the strongest enemies noticed it when their bodies were engulfed in flames in the places where they were hiding. They lost sight of Vicente to protect themselves from the infernal flames consuming their bodies.

Meanwhile, the surrounding magical effects gradually dissipated, leaving the four Magus attacking Vicente at close range bereft of their leaders' support. freewebnσvel.cѳm

The mana hands attempting to restrain Vicente vanished along with the overhead mana vortex. Simultaneously, the recently thrown spear passed harmlessly through his body, while nearby metal fell under Vice's control, mere instants before he acted against his foes.

Each assailant's heart raced as they beheld the malicious smile on their unfettered opponent's lips.

With a mere flick of his hand, Vicente obliterated the bodies of the two nearest opponents. He then orchestrated a lethal dance of blades around the remaining two, assailing them from multiple angles as if to shred them to pieces.

Two high-level Magus perished instantly, while the others suffered, their agonized screams piercing the air as they desperately attempted to defend themselves.

Vicente's relentless blades severed parts of their bodies with brutal efficiency.

"Aaaaagh!"

People on the street screamed in horror as they saw the scene unfold, lots of blood, body parts and even organs spilling out into the surrounding area.

Vicente paid no attention to the screaming of onlookers and enemies, nor even to the terrified looks in his direction. He focused on the Grand Magus, who had tried to kill him on this day and place, seeing them totally unfocused on him as they desperately tried to escape the hellish flames covering them.

Despite their superior power and vast mana reserves, Vicente's black flames mercilessly consumed those Magus' clothes and skin, even devouring a portion of their mana.

Only light more refined than Vicente's darkness could repel these black flames engulfing his current enemies. Without such a counter, even infinite mana would prove futile against the inferno.

Alternatively, one could employ a blow of far greater complexity and power to dispel the flames, but this required abilities these low-level Grand Magus lacked.

Vicente advanced towards their hiding spots in the shadowy corners, his magical pressure overwhelming the Grand Magus's power.

Both individuals felt their knees slam into the ground as their pentagrams cracked, disintegrating under Vicente's relentless flames!

They desperately sought to face Vicente and counterattack, but upon witnessing this alarming development, they panicked, resorting to their last strategies to halt their opponent's onslaught.

At that critical moment, Vicente had already closed the distance.

With a mere gesture, spears erupted from the ground, traversing indecipherable paths through wormholes.

As the weapons rematerialized, the enemies found evasion impossible. Both screamed in agony as they were impaled, additional spears piercing their limbs and backs, immobilizing them against the ground.

Their suffering was brief. Vicente needed no explanation for the attack; these men would never reveal their employer. They were pawns in another Dark Hands assassination mission.

Materializing a sword in his right hand, Vicente slashed the first man's neck. He then induced a heart attack in the second, leaving no chance for survival.

The city guards, finally arriving on scene, watched in horror as a severed head rolled across their street, with only one fighter remaining.

Spectators stood in absolute silence, their faces pale with terror at the carnage Vicente had unleashed before them.

Meanwhile, Prisiche reappeared alongside her master, no longer restricted by the powers of the Grand Magus.

Unlike her master, slowly collecting the artifacts of the dead, this artificial intelligence approached the guards, who were looking deeply at Vicente.

"City guards, those men attacked my master in broad daylight. These people on the outskirts can testify that this is exactly what happened."

The people on the outskirts were too scared to say anything immediately. But as the guards spread out in the area to control the situation, gradually the first of them began to speak.

Meanwhile, to the surprise of some guards and figures standing around witnessing what had happened, Inner Elders of the sect appeared there, attracting attention with their long white robes.

Vicente sensed the presence of two low-level Grand Magus and turned his eyes to the newcomers.

"Elders." Not only the guards but also Vicente, Prisiche and the passers-by greeted the two old men staring at Vicente at that moment.

"Disciple Vicente Fuller, come with us. We're going to talk about this at the Records Center," said one of the two, gesturing toward the place, not needing to force Vicente to get the young man to follow them.

Vicente ignored the corpses left behind on the street and followed the two old men in silence, wondering where their conversation was going.

'They'll probably question me about my intentions to leave the island... Two Grand Magus acted in broad daylight, in the middle of Ravengarde. That wasn't the sect's negligence.' He looked narrow-eyed at the two men who had quickly arrived at the scene of the assassination attempt.

'You wanted to test me, but now I've got an extra edge in the negotiation. Let's see what you have to offer me and what you want in return.'