Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

After leaving the area where he killed the four men, Vicente didn't hesitate to choose a new place to wait for more enemies, a little further into The Rocky Gorge.

Since Millfall's powers wanted his head and many, including the army, wanted to see him dead and disrupt his plans, he would spare no one.

This was a night of carnage for Vicente!

He didn't even blink after positioning himself in a new area, rearming his weapons, and preparing for new targets.

Controlling his breathing, Vicente remembered the two worst days of his life and how he never wanted to feel like that again.

'Lauren, one day I will see you again. I won't fall here.' He thought to himself, already seeing more signs of movement in this mountainous forest area.

This time, he saw a larger group of people than before, spread out in three groups running along the sides of the mountainous area.

Vicente could see the army group with Nova among the five level 4 soldiers. Meanwhile, the leaders of the Defiant Tyranny were together in a group of 4, three of them level 4 and one level 5, the strongest in the area.

But there was still a third, where 4 people were standing next to Marcus Symons, the young heir of the Viscount's family whom Vicente had met a few days ago.

'All these people are here for me... I must give them a proper show so they'll never forget it!' Vicente clenched his jaw and stared hatefully at these people united against him.

The mana in his body vibrated violently, and the moment they came within range of his ability, Vicente fired his three rifles, once again targeting the hearts of the strongest of these groups.

With his first rifle, Vicente shot into the heart of the blond soldier he had met in the mercenary guild, the bastard who had always looked at him hatefully.

His second shot hit the strongest Acolyte in the area, the leader of the Defiant Tyranny, his biggest local enemy.

And with his third, Vicente didn't hesitate to shoot the strongest man in Marcus' group.

BOOOOM!

Once again, this forest witnessed the terrifying shots of Vicente's guns, bringing misfortune and pain to their targets.

Their consequence was only one!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!"

"AAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!"

Shouts erupted from the three groups that were only a few dozen meters apart, causing most of them to alert and raise their guard.

The army soldier who was hit was the one who screamed the loudest at first, but even the two strongest individuals in the area howled in pain as they felt something penetrate their chests.

Unfortunately for Vicente, two of his three shots didn't seriously injure his targets, just enough to make them realize that someone dangerous was in the area and was targeting them.

"Shit!

Vicente quickly reloaded his weapons, knowing he needed to weaken this group before proceeding with his plans.

'Fuck you! I'm going to unload my guns on you, you bastards!' He thought angrily and fired again a second and a half after the first shot.

BOOOOM!

Realizing her group's trouble, Nova didn't make the same mistake as the level 3 man he'd killed earlier and moved behind a tree, knowing she could get hurt if she got in the enemy's sights.

Some of her companions weren't as astute and made the mistake of getting into Vicente's aim, soon to be hit by the powerful bullets that could kill even level 3 Acolytes with all their defenses up.

"Shit! Fucking Cesar is here! Raise your defenses!" One of the men from the Symons family group shouted as Marcus tried to hide, sweating with fear.

He was the weakest in the area. If he were hit by one of Vicente's shots, he would surely die!

'Shit! Damn you, Cesar!' The blond guy staggered but soon found a tree thick enough to hide from Vice.

As Marcus stood there, breathing more deeply, he saw a bullet hit the side of the tree and swallowed his saliva in worry.

'I have to get out of here!' That was all he could think about at the moment.

While the blond guy was cowering in the face of a powerful opponent, the leader of the Defiant Tyranny faction was red with rage after dodging Vicente's second shot.

Noticing the direction the shots were coming from and seeing his men move to protect themselves from those shots, he shouted. "Cesar! Today is the day you die!"

He then activated his second skill, causing his body to change significantly, with his muscles growing by more than 200% in a single instant and hair growing all over his skin.

'Oh? Such a transformation...' Vicente looked from afar and saw the first power of its kind in his life.

Some magicians could awaken bestial powers that affected their own bodies.

The advantage of this form of magic? Well, those individuals would have unparalleled physical strength, similar to some magical beings. However, such magical forms had one major disadvantage. Magicians using them couldn't use long-range abilities.

Knowing this, Vicente immediately stood up when he saw the individual coming towards him.

'Time to go!' He soared into the air, showing the entire enemy group the difference between him and them.

None of them could fly. Flying wasn't something you could normally do at low levels. Only those with special abilities could do it at the 1st stage.

But those who could do it had a huge advantage over the others who couldn't!

When Nova saw Vicente floating in the air and taking his last farewell shots, she opened her mouth and noticed how powerful Cesar was.

'Can you even do that?' She asked herself in surprise.

Meanwhile, most of this area's group hid behind their defenses or trees and rocks on the outskirts. Several of them had been hit by the more than 15 shots Vicente had fired and couldn't just charge at them like the leader of Defiant Tyranny was doing.

"Bye-bye. I'll see those of you who have the nerve to come after me again." Vicente shouted before he flew away and drank another restorative potion.

He only had one of these potions left, even considering the items he had collected from the four corpses earlier.

If he exhausted himself again, it would be his last card before he was left alone without support!

He thought about how he had only managed to kill 3 out of that large group of 14 enemies.

The strongest was still alive, so Vicente bet on his last alternative for survival, to enter The Rocky Gorge and draw enemies for everyone there, and thus, who knows if he was lucky, escape alive while his enemies died!