Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

Vicente then focused his magical powers on Onyx, helping the creature recover from the injuries to its large body. As for Torne, he couldn't do much to help a ghost, since Torne had neither a heart nor a fleshy body.

Vicente's companions watched with bright eyes as the young man helped Onyx and saw how his cyan essence caused the mana in the area to vibrate under his control.

Onyx's recovery wasn't as fast as Vicente's, but they all saw the gigantic bird's injuries improve within two minutes.

But as he continued his work, Vicente looked at his associates, aware he had questions to answer.

"I think you're all surprised by what happened. Well, let me explain everything before you misjudge the situation."

Everyone listened to him, with many questions in their minds, feeling happy about Vice's incredible power, but also a little misled.

Vicente tried to explain as best he could. "Don't ask me why or how, but when I awakened my magical powers, instead of getting one gem and a pentagram, I got two of each."

He pointed to his forehead and said. "This isn't just one gem. It's two Magic Gems. I have two abilities and two original pentagrams from when I was at the 1st stage."

"Is that really possible?" Rory asked in surprise, while Layla shook her head negatively.

"It shouldn't be, but there's no other explanation," she muttered.

Vicente continued his explanation. "Each of my gems has a different talent. Over the years, the stronger talent has influenced the weaker one. That's why my yellow gem turned green years ago and is now turning cyan, the same color as the talent of my second gem.

As you've seen, my second magic form is related to darkness. It was with it I overpowered this ghost I encountered at The Vile Altar, as well as escaping Miss Death's group months ago."

"So it was you that day?" Casey understood the situation in the city they had to flee after Miss Death's appearance.

"Hmm." Vicente confirmed, shaking his head.

"So this ghost has been at your side ever since?" Rory couldn't imagine this being had been with his friend for so long.

"Yes, he's been helping me plan and fight ever since. If it wasn't for him, not only me, but some of you here would be dead by now," Vicente said, giving Torne the credit he deserved.

"So you're a Dark Path magician?" Layla clenched her fists, remembering the question Vicente had asked her beforehand.

"Yes, but I'm also a Light Path magician... Being from either doesn't tell you who I am. It only says something about my fighting abilities. I am what I've always been, Layla.

Aside from Rory, I've had it both ways since you all met me. Do you realize the element of darkness cannot affect a person's personality? The Congregation of Revelations lied to the entire continent and in some ways caused the current crisis.

But you don't have to believe me. Judge for yourself."

"I see..." Sarah whispered. "That justifies a lot of things. But it's good you have this power. I imagine the fight against the vampires will be much easier if you develop your second magical form."

Rory and Casey agreed immediately, while Lina and Layla were still a little shaken by the situation.

Torne observed the group appeared to have somewhat embraced the reality and said. "Master, a werewolf made a tempting offer earlier while you were absorbing your pentagram. It offered us two cyan pentagrams, one for your first form and one for your second magical form."

Everyone in the group put their thoughts aside for a moment as they looked at the ghost beside Vicente, now very weak, but clearly a Loe-level Paragon.

"Two cyan pentagrams?" Rory asked in surprise.

"What are you talking about?" Vicente was obviously interested.

Torne motioned for the werewolf to approach the group and said. "It said it's going to give us the location of a pentagram and then we have to kill a Beginner Archmage, who's about to become an Intermediate Archmage. This Archmage has a cyan pentagram on it, so killing it would benefit our side and its."

The werewolf heard the end of Torne's speech and looked into Vicente's eyes with respect. The young man was powerful and promising. Even with only 3 pentagrams in his first magical form, Vice had killed a Beginner Archmage who was a monster in its own right!

The Behemoth wasn't as strong as the opponent it had in mind, but the werewolf appreciated the young magician so much it was sure Vicente was stronger than before and would improve even more by absorbing a fifth essence.

"Young magician, let's make a deal. I'll give you the location of your next pentagram if you agree to hunt the beast I have in mind. My only condition is that after the agreement is over, our sides will go our separate ways, and neither side will think of the other's resources." The werewolf was honest.

Its pentagram was not compatible with anyone in the group. Only Vicente could still hunt, but he and the werewolf shared a weak, magical affinity.

The werewolf's primary concern was the greed of these magicians.

"Why do you want such a deal, werewolf?" Vicente asked, sensing that there were many advantages for him.

"I will not lie. I'm close to advancing to the 6th stage. But advancing isn't easy. If I don't have the right resources, it could take me many years to prepare properly. However, I know a powerful creature in the valley who has what I need to rapidly become an Archmage.

The problem is that I can't fight it. Apart from the fact that my cultivation is lower than it, it is a being from the Dark Path, a powerful monster. That's why I'm willing to give you some advance information so that you can strengthen yourself before you hunt this creature."

"I see." Vicente was tempted by the offer. He already wanted to hunt his fifth pentagram before going after the second essence of the Throne of Darkness.

Having the information about the location of two cyan pentagrams with the potential for him to absorb them was actually a relief he couldn't deny.

"Very well. I will make a deal with you. As long as the conditions are really as you say, the pentagrams are cyan, compatible with me, and the enemy is not an Intermediate Archmage, I agree to ally myself with you."

The werewolf smiled, showing its sharp wolf teeth, eager to get what it wanted.

"We will make a blood pact. Perhaps you will have absorbed your fifth pentagram before dawn!"