Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

915  Second Age of War

Just as the menacing tentacles were about to reach them, Vicente and the others felt the surrounding space change perceptibly.

From the battle zone, full of powerful beings, vampires, and monsters, they suddenly found themselves in a quiet place above a lake surrounded by high, overgrown mountains.

Feeling the milder climate of the area, the absence of vampires or even powerful beings, each of the allies in the fight against the vampires felt the air trapped in their lungs escape through their mouths.

But they didn't relax. Still uncomfortable, with adrenaline coursing through their bodies, it didn't take them over two breaths to realize where they were and plot a course to follow.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is Cartduff Lagoon. The mountain southwest of us is characteristic of this place." Tenglin analyzed their position.

"That must be the case. I've been here before." Lonan shook his head in agreement.

Tenglin continued, "In that case, we're 350 kilometers from the Citadel. In the blink of an eye, the enemies could be within our reach again.

Because of the number of beings that had teleported, the device the dragons had given Vicente couldn't take them any further, even though the human had used almost all of his mana in this escapade.

Still, Vicente didn't want to complain and soon flew forward again, using the Dragon's Amulet and his natural powers to erase the group's presence.

"Let's continue our escapade. Of the entire northern region, the most dangerous area is definitely the west, where we are. We'll head east now."

They agreed, each of them thinking it was time to split up, but leaving it until things calmed down a bit.

As they flew in the direction Vicente showed, Acidbelly asked, "What do we do now?"

Vicente sighed and said, "Time to split up, I guess. Things have gotten too complicated for us to travel together. I'm going to hunt for my 11th pentagram and then return south to say goodbye to my loved ones. In the meantime, return to your tribes."

They couldn't say a word, even though they felt a lump in their throat and couldn't help but make a frown, not liking the situation they were in.

None of them were afraid to die. They really wanted to help Vicente. But at the point they were at, they would be more in the way than helping the human flying in front of them.

Qiang said firmly, "I will go back to the tribe and gather my people to fight the monsters. Even if we can't help you directly, we'll help suppress the enemies so they can't advance any further south."

"Sigh! A great and long war is about to begin." Tenglin closed his eyes as he shook his head pessimistically. "The monsters and vampires have already left their mark on the continent. Even if we eliminate their leaders, it will take at least decades to reverse their destruction and domination.

Prepare your people for a long and difficult war, Vicente. After your ascension to the Supreme Continent, you can be sure of this: the continent will experience a Second Age of War."

The First Age of War had taken place tens of thousands of years ago, when humans, shortly after the elves created the method of Magic Awakening, joined forces with the Magicians Alliance to fight beasts and monsters.

At that time, humans lived hidden across the continent, and with few exceptions, their cities were small, rarely known beyond their own inhabitants and human allies. The continent itself was dominated by beasts and monsters, with less than 5% of the land under human control. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Wars, bloody battles, and the annihilation of human or even non-human settlements were the order of the day. Life was hard, cultivation was hard, everything was hard.

The First Age of War marked the end of a chaotic era and the beginning of the longest period of stability ever seen in Polaris Realm, with humans controlling over 70% of the continent's land and developing the society that would last until The Purification.

With The Purification, the situation on the continent today was more like it was before the First Age of War. Currently, humans controlled less than 20% of Polaris Realm!

Even if the core of the coalition of vampires and monsters fell today, the continent would not easily return to normal.

The hundreds of thousands of creatures who had expanded their territories in all directions would not simply retreat. Even if their leaders died, it wouldn't change much for them.

Humans had already lost too much in this disaster, and there were hardly any 5th and 6th stage individuals left.

Even after all of Minos' actions, the number of human specialists was still not even 1% of what it was before the disaster.

The loss of weak individuals was even worse. Without them to hold the reclaimed lands, even if the humans wanted to, they couldn't go back to the way they were before. At the very least, they would have to wait a few generations for new magicians to emerge and for some of the lost population to recover.

Vicente knew all this in his heart and couldn't help but regret the drastic reality Annie would grow up in.

Not being able to be there for her made him feel even worse, but he was a pragmatic man. If he didn't get stronger, he wouldn't be able to defeat Demien and it would be even worse for his family.

The only thing he could do was to keep moving forward to reach the indigo grade of his pentagrams!

"I'll prepare the human domains in the south for my absence. I'll leave enough structure to give them a chance to at least secure their territories."

That was Vicente's primary concern right now. He didn't care if the monsters all went back to the northwest of the continent, their ancestral home. Just driving them out of the south and reducing their dominance in the central region would be a victory for humanity in the medium term.

Anything beyond that was beyond Vicente's goals, something that would depend entirely on the humans left behind once he ascended to the Supreme Continent.

With that in mind, they continued their escape, traveling the next few hours with no problems. The first few days of their journey would be like this, until the time came for them to split up, each going their own way, promising to help each other in some way, even though they would be away from each other.