Taking the Mafia to the Magic World - Chapter 842: Human Archmages!

Two months later, in the Trevora Kingdom…”,

“You will pay for this, Vicente Fuller!” shouted the last of the superior vampires in a camp, 12 meters away from the enemy responsible for the destruction of his group.

On the outskirts, several human Paragons watched Vicente and his opponent as he made the last move of the 15-minute battle in this forested area of the kingdom’s interior.

Using one of his skills to alter his heart rate, Vicente felt all of his wounds close up as his muscles grew stronger.

He moved quickly and appeared on his knees in front of the creature, waiting for the final blow of the fight.

With the help of the two shadow demons who held the arms of the enemy, Vicente used the sword covered in black flames in his hands to slash at the creature, slicing it from the height of its left shoulder until the blade of the sword left the vampire’s body at the beginning of its right leg.

Black flames entered through the large wound caused by the sword, and quickly consumed the essence of this creature of 4th stage cultivation.

It didn’t scream. Through Vicente’s other skills, the last vampire in this camp had his vocal cords paralyzed while he felt the extreme pain of being murdered like this, without being able to express his pain with his voice.

The four seconds between the attack and his death seemed like an eternity to him, but only the vampire himself would know that before his aura disappeared completely.

“Sigh! Another group eliminated.” Vicente looked down at the body at his feet, leaving his attack position as he relaxed his body.

He immediately used his powers to not waste the precious vampire blood on the severed body, not hesitating to use a vial to collect the precious essence for the men waiting for him nearby.

As soon as the enemy’s aura disappeared and Vicente began his work of extracting the blood, the nearby Paragons approached him with smiles on their faces.

The group of observers for today’s battle consisted of 11 Paragons, 6 of them Low-level, 4 Mid-level, and the last High-level.

The Trevora Kingdom had grown a lot in the time Vicente had been further south on the continent, with several new 5th stage men and some old ones who had improved.

The High-level Paragon there, the king’s advisor, approached Vicente with a smiling expression and said. “Venerable Fuller, congratulations on exterminating another group of vampires. With your months of work in the region, our chances of defeating our enemies will surely improve significantly.”

Vicente just nodded to the man, seeing the others already doing the work he had instructed them to do, collecting bodies and valuables from around the area.

With the kingdom’s new capital, Eldoria, only 30 minutes away, Vicente intended to take the resources from today’s corpses to the capital’s forces for absorption.

“We’re leaving in a minute. Be ready to fly back to Eldoria as soon as I give the signal.” Vicente announced as he approached the body of the Intermediate Archmage who had caused him so much trouble during the battle.

‘This group was dangerously close to the capital… Fortunately, I discovered them in time. Otherwise, it would have been a tragedy.’

‘Not for nothing, master. With three Archmages in the capital, you’d expect these enemies to be very close to their most interesting opponents.’ Torne said to Vicente, sensing that these three were the most valuable ‘animals’ awaiting slaughter in that barn.

The ghost added, ‘But the vampire was right. There will be a reaction to what we’re doing. The day one of the Paragon vampires awakens, it will immediately come after us.

From then on, the vampire coalition will likely send men after us to kill you, master. Your peace will end the day the first of them leaves your retreat.’

‘I know. I’m preparing for that.’ Vicente sighed softly before giving the signal for his men to gather.

They set off for Eldoria, quickly covering the short distance between this battlefield and the home of hundreds of thousands of the kingdom’s native humans.

As soon as he arrived in the city with the group of 11 Paragons, Vicente heard the people in the streets shouting his name, while he saw genuinely happy and hopeful smiles.

He was now the most famous person on the entire continent, known in every city, and his deeds had already been told and changed by countless people.

There were so many stories about Vicente throughout the middle and south of the continent that some were already treating him as a legendary figure!

He simply waved to the masses of people of all ages as he made his way to the Imperial Palace, where the city’s most powerful had gathered to meet him.

Earlier today, Vicente had left the city to deal with the monsters he had discovered near the capital. He had warned the locals of the opportunity he would bring from the enemy corpses, so the core of the local forces were waiting for him at that moment.

Upon reaching the royal throne room, Vicente revealed the bodies of 23 superior vampires, making the Sovereigns and Paragons there fearful of the opportunity before them.

Vicente listened to the thanks of the king and the three Archmages stationed there before quickly removing all of the vampires’ blood, giving the creatures’ organs to the alchemists there, the remains to the blacksmiths, and the blood to those who would absorb it.

“This resource will help the kingdom create more high-level warriors.” He commented as he stopped next to the king and the other two Archmages to watch the group of over 60 men begin to absorb the vampire blood.

One of the two men, a king from a neighboring state to the west of Trevora Kingdom, that had fallen to the monsters about two years ago, sighed and said. “This way, we can head north without worrying. With the stronger Paragons that will emerge from this group and the new Paragons, the local forces will surely be able to stand on their own while we venture north.”

The other Archmage, a survivor of a sect from the north of the continent who had survived the fall of his sect just before he reached the 6th stage and then fled to the central region, agreed. “I didn’t expect to return to the north. But it’s necessary. Now that we have a place to call our own, we must strengthen ourselves and weaken the enemy where it hurts most!”