Taking the Mafia to the Magic World
chapter-847

The moment he spotted a 5th stage Leshy close to them, Bonfi pointed out to the group that they were close to the Leshy Tribe.",

Qiang, scanning the surroundings with his keen eyes, laughed. "Your eyes are not good at all, Phoenix. One of the tribe's Archmages is near the lake, right over there."

The entire group turned their attention in the direction the Hippogryph indicated, and Bonfi noticed the Beginner Archmage in that position.

"But it looks like he's not alone. There's a human with him," Qiang added, while he watched the targets from a distance, somewhat curious.

"Human? An Archmage?" Ayden asked, interested in finding potential allies for them.

"Yes, an Archmage, an Intermediate Archmage to be exact," Qiang confirmed as he saw the two figures notice their arrival.

"We'd better be careful. In addition to these two, there's a third Archmage in the area, likely the area leader, an Intermediate Archmage," he muttered, his eyes darting to strategic points around the lake.

Despite his sharp mouth and unnecessary comments, Qiang was extremely quick at scanning the surroundings and assessing nearby sensitive points.

Vicente enjoyed seeing him in action and felt that having someone like Qiang in their group would make the job of hunting pentagrams much easier later on!

So they approached the area where the two Archmages were, where the last remaining Archmage of the Leshys Tribe arrived with them.

Landing 50 meters away from the two Leshys and the silver-haired human standing there looking at them strangely, Vicente stepped forward from his group, his human and bestial companions remaining silent as he introduced himself.

"My friends, my name is Vicente Fuller, and those behind me are my group mates. We're here today looking for a chance to talk to the elders," Vicente said, smiling at the three figures.

The silver-haired human said nothing, watching with interest as this young Mid-level Paragon took the lead.

Meanwhile, the two creatures were similar in appearance, humanoid bodies with two arms and legs, about four meters tall, with limbs proportional to their size. Their skin was similar to tree bark, with various leaves sprouting here and there. Instead of hair, they had moss and leaves, while their eyes shone in a way that could frighten even experienced elders.

The stronger of the two, the Intermediate Archmage, took a step forward and lunged at Vicente without hesitation, causing several roots to sprout from the ground like snakes.

As Vicente's body size shrank rapidly, he disappeared, while the ground shook and the nearby trees seemed to come to life, taking a sudden interest in him.

Feeling several roots approaching him quickly, Vicente moved. His five pentagrams appeared. Lightning flashed across the sky, and the rocks on the ground crumbled under his manipulation.

Just as the roots were about to reach his body, an electromagnetic barrier sprang up, blocking them. Simultaneously, metal weapons sliced through many of the moving roots as Vicente pointed a finger into the apparent void.

But as he did so, Leshy's body suddenly appeared in that position, and this creature sensed that if it continued, it would have to deal with the problems of becoming a magnetic core with so many metal weapons nearby.

Despite the impressive display of power, the Leshy leader realized Vicente's attacks, though formidable, were not life-

threatening. However, his eyes widened as three more pentagrams emerged from Vicente's body, revealing the Throne of Darkness.

The moment the throne emerged from Vicente's body, the human of Intermediate Archmage cultivation opened his eyes wide and felt an incredible sensation as his knees went weak.

His magical form condensed, forming a black ghost behind him, with a black trident. The magical form kneeled, forcing its owner to do the same.

From within Vicente's consciousness, Torne observed, identifying the individual as a Dark Path magician.

'I didn't expect that. He is a powerful Dark Path magician, master.' Torne said to Vicente.

Vicente's group realized the same thing as they turned their attention to the human, now suppressed by his superior elemental affinity.

"Let's stop here," the Leshy who had been defying Vicente said, snapping his fingers. Instantly, all the surrounding roots and Vicente's attacks disappeared under his strongest ability.

Bonfi and Qiang narrowed their eyes in shock at the creature's power.

'An Intermediate Archmage is truly a difficult monster to deal with,' Qiang thought, looking forward to the day he would advance to the next level.

Vicente was also surprised. He hadn't used his full strength, taking the Leshy's attacks as a test rather than a life-

threatening battle. Yet, to destroy his magical attacks so effortlessly was impressive.

'This creature is powerful. It might be as strong as me or even stronger.' Vicente clenched his fists, a smile forming on his lips.

The Leshy returned to his companion and the silver-haired human and said, "I didn't expect someone like you to end up in this situation," the ancient creature remarked, his voice echoing the age of the forest around them.

The silver-haired human laughed bitterly, feeling his powers return to normal as Vicente's suppression disappeared along with the black-haired young man's pentagrams.

"I also never anticipated encountering someone like that. His elemental purity is almost perfect," said the man named Victor Buck, his interest obvious in his words.

Elmo, the leader of the Leshys Tribe, looked at Vicente and said, "Now I understand how a Mid-level Paragon can be involved with such a strange and powerful group. You truly are a prodigy, Vicente Fuller. You are here to seek allies, aren't you? Are you going to fight the vampires in the north?"

"That's right. We're looking for ways to strengthen ourselves and deal with those damned 5th stage superior vampires when they leave their seclusion in a few months," Vicente said confidently.

He was sure that these beings were not with the vampires, because he could sense that the human Archmage there was not a traitor to the race. Because of this, he confided in these experts about his goal there.