Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

When Vicente left Chase's estate, he encountered many magicians moving around the area where the sect's experts lived as Sovereigns' auras grew stronger.

Many didn't know exactly what had happened, so when they noticed the emergency alarms, they didn't go directly to Caleb's house, which had generated those signals. Some moved toward the sect's core, while others remained in position, waiting for word from the sect's leadership.

Vicente wasn't being hunted yet, so he moved, using what little mana he had left to hide his movements.

With Torne's help, he followed the path with fewer powerful people between him and the exit of this headquarters.

Getting into this place had been easy, but getting out would be a few levels more difficult.

'How are we going to leave this place, master?' Torne asked Vicente, feeling unsure of what to do when faced with a problem for the first time.

But Vicente was a former bank robber and a specialist escaping from Earth's prisons. Polaris Realm might be much more complicated than Earth because of the existence of magic, but since he had his own powers, he wasn't too worried about it.

Vicente had already drunk a recovery potion, and his mana reserves gradually improved as he moved. Then he said to Torne. 'The Sovereigns will be very busy finding out about Chase and Caleb's deaths in the next few minutes. I'll use that to my advantage to control the guards at one of the exits from this place!'

'That will leave traces of our passage, master.'

'Not if they kill themselves after I leave the area!'

With that, Vicente would soon arrive at one of the exits of this sect, where the group of guards in the area were already on alert for the sect's internal problem, having already completely sealed off the place with formations capable of isolating this area from the rest of Oldbarrow.

...

Forty-five minutes after Chase's death, Layla and Casey were nervously waiting for Vicente outside of the city in a cave where they had agreed to meet after the action that night.

With them were Dax's wife and son, both bound and sitting on the floor in a dark part of the cave.

The two masked youths paced back and forth nervously, worried about Vicente.

But as they did so, the sound of footsteps suddenly came from the cave entrance and caught their attention.

"Vicente!" Layla said as she ran towards the tall, black-haired man who had just arrived.

"How was your mission?" Casey asked, looking into Vicente's eyes as he removed his mask.

Vicente sighed, feeling rather tired after fighting several people that night. "It went well, I'd say." He sat down on a rock in the cave and looked in the direction of Dax's relatives.

"The two Sovereigns didn't expect to be attacked on their residences, so I managed to get rid of them after some effort. In the end, I narrowly escaped from that sect. They didn't expect an intruder to break into their home and attack two elders...

But they still reacted quickly to my attacks. If it weren't for my invisibility and ability to control bodies, I wouldn't have been able to escape." He said, happy that these two had managed to leave the headquarters before things got complicated.

If they hadn't been quick in their mission, they wouldn't have been able to escape!

"Sigh, good." Layla sighed when she saw Vicente looking at them. "What do we do now?"

"We'll go somewhere else and hide for the next few days," Vicente replied, thinking that they couldn't just stay there but that they would also have to move every few days.

The vampire was after them, and the Bone Mountains forces might have magicians who could find something to bring them. So they had to move whenever possible.

"As soon as we find another place, let's get some rest and take care of these two," Vicente said, clenching his fists.

He and his two companions had drunk restorative potions. But this kind of magical resource only restored some of the mana used by its users. Mental fatigue was in no way affected by this type of potion.

All of them, especially Vicente needed some rest, so he didn't focus on the two hostages right away.

'I'll let you live a little longer... Enjoy it. Soon, your dear Dax will see you again.' Vicente thought as he had an evil look, feeling no compassion for these people and no hesitation in doing what he had planned.

Someone might think these two were innocent, and he was wrong to go after them. And that was right. Dax's son and wife had nothing to do with the man's fight with Malik years ago.

But Kate Hogan was also not to blame for what had happened to her, nor was Lauren, and yet she had lost her sight. Then there was Nina, who had lost her hearing; Andrew, who had lost the will to live and left orphans in this cruel world; and finally, Vicente himself was a victim of Dax and Malik's actions.

Vicente would not do what he had planned to do to punish Dax's son and wife. He would do what he planned to inflict pain on his enemy!

He had no scruples and was willing to do anything to achieve his goals!

'Dax, just wait. I'm coming!'

...

Seven days after the deaths of Caleb and Chase, Dax returned to the Bone Mountains, having been warned of the deaths of his two great friends.

Not only that but when he learned of the disappearance of his wife and son, the man rushed back to Oldbarrow full of hate.

Arriving in the city that afternoon with his mistress, Eloise, he went straight to his sect's headquarters to demand an answer.

"Sect leader, what's going on?" He entered the elders' hall with a loud voice while a blonde woman stood beside him with a worried look.

Dax was currently a Sky Sovereign, so when he entered and questioned the sect leader, no one in the elders' hall thought his strong words were inappropriate. And he had every right to be angry!

"Dax, you'd better get ready. Someone is coming for you." The Sect Master, an old man with long, thick white hair and a voluminous mustache, said as he looked at the man seriously.

Dax didn't have time to question that Sky Sovereign when two boxes appeared in front of him.

The Sect Master said. "These two boxes arrived for you yesterday morning."

Dax and Eloise stepped forward until they saw what was inside the boxes.

They were the bodies of his son and his wife, mysteriously placed in square boxes with edges only 50 centimeters wide.

Their bodies were crumpled inside these boxes, with their heads turned up, giving off the terrifying look of people who had surely suffered before dying.

Seeing this, Eloise looked at her companion and saw his eyes turning red with rage, his aura rising, and the veins in his head trembling.

Something was written on the foreheads of his two family members.

'I'm coming, Dax!'