Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

Chapter 679 Balance

'Master of the Altar?' the Dark Reaper thought. 'This young man has the Cataclysm Moon Pendant, but that's nothing. Without being a true Dark Path magician, he can't lead the Cataclysm Order.'

The Dark Reaper then approached Vicente, curious to understand what made that ghost so confident to speak to him like that.

"I'll give you one more chance before I extinguish your existence, ghost."

Immediately after saying these words, the Dark Reaper stopped in front of Vicente and placed one of his hands on the young man's head.

He put a small amount of mana there, curious to see how capable this young man was of making the ghost so confident.

Because of his extremely high level, this being from the shadows could do things that no being Vicente had encountered before could do.

He quickly realized how unusual Vicente was when he noticed two Magic Gems on this magician.

'This...' Suddenly, the shadow creature sensed something strange and became more serious as he felt the shape of a dark throne appear in front of him. 'What is that?' he asked himself as he turned away from Vicente.

Then, while he felt terror as he looked at Vicente and couldn't help but feel a chill in his soul, Torne said confidently. "You really are powerful. You felt the throne, huh? So? Do you understand the reason for my words?"

Vicente observed the creature holding a large, long scythe. Although it had no facial contours, it was certainly perturbed now.

"How?" The creature asked, looking at Vicente.

"You will know..." Torne commented as he looked at his master. "What matters is that my master is the one behind the darkness."

'That seems to be the case.' The Dark Reaper tried to reconsider the situation, not knowing what to do now that he knew what Vicente was.

"What are you doing here?" The Dark Reaper asked.

Vicente replied, "We are looking for the order's secret altars. I have the key to those places, so this is a chance for me to gather resources to strengthen my family."

"Why haven't you added pentagrams to your other magical form yet?"

"It's not a matter of my will. I just couldn't do it before. But once I become a Paragon, that will change." Vicente was sincere.

The creature before him and Torne was so strong that it could easily tell a lie from the truth.

"What are you going to do about the Cataclysm Order? You're going to use their resources, but are you going to revive them?" The shadow being asked as Torne turned his attention to Vicente.

The Dark Reaper was not a member of the order. But he knew about this ancient continental organization and respected the way it had been built in the past.

"I intend to reactivate the altars of the order," Vicente said, which was true considering his interest in the Awakening Altars. "As for reviving the Cataclysm Order, that's another matter. It's not exactly my plan, but by reviving the altars, it might happen even if it's not my goal." L𝒂test nov𝒆ls on n𝒐velbi𝒏(.)co𝒎

"I see." The creature didn't think it was bad.

It was natural for beings like Vicente to do things selfishly. But intentions didn't really matter in this case. Whether Vicente's actions were intended to revive this ancient religion didn't matter. Once he reactivated the Awakening Altars, it would only be a matter of time before the Dark Path magicians found them and began to follow this group.

The Dark Reaper let his guard down towards Vicente and sighed.

"I didn't expect to meet someone like you at the end of my life. Fortunately, I'll have the chance to see someone like you become an expert on the continent.

Don't worry, young man, I won't hurt you. I'll also let this ghost stay alive to serve you, just as he has already done."

"That's... Thank you then." Vicente said with a bitter smile.

The Dark Reaper sat down where he had been before and began to talk about himself.

"I am not a member of the order. Though I respect what that force was in the past, I was just someone who was committed to the function of my people.

When the Cataclysm Order fell to the Congregation of Revelations hundreds of years ago, I was in the north of the continent. I couldn't believe it when I heard the news that thousands of Dark Path magicians had perished in the Great War of Darkness.

Sadly, the continent has only gotten worse since then." He sighed in disappointment.

Torne recognized the name of the event, which claimed more than half of the Cataclysm Order's specialists. "I was one of those killed in the war.

At that time, we were brutally attacked by the men of the Congregation of Revelations. We were weakened without our leader and without the Cataclysmic Moon Pendant.

Although my master has it now, he was lucky enough to get it from an ordinary person who found it recently. It was lost for a long time."

"So you were one of those who died in the war..." The Dark Reaper understood Torne's origin. "Sigh, the continent has only gotten worse since then. The Congregation of Revelations made a big mistake."

"What does the Senior mean?" Vicente asked curiously.

The Dark Reaper said. "There is no need to call me Senior. Just call me 'you.' But as for your question, the Congregation of Revelations did what they did out of greed.

They wanted to become the only religion on the continent, to have all the magicians on the continent under their control, and, as such, to be the only one capable of taking the next step.

Unfortunately, to achieve this, they had to destroy several continental forces that were keeping the continent 'peaceful.' But by destroying the cult of the Dark Path magicians, the continent has had almost no relevant Dark Path magicians for centuries.

You know what's wrong with that? Dark Path magicians have a purpose. They were the ones who kept certain races of monsters in check and maintained the stability of the continent.

I'm not saying that the continent was beautiful and peaceful in the past. But there were no threats like The Purification.

Everything changed with the fall of the Cataclysm Order. Without the magicians to force the monsters to live in isolation in their territories, these creatures began to proliferate. Some of them also began to think dangerous thoughts about the magician's community.

The result is now here. The Purification is a reality, and soon this whole continent will change."

Vicente frowned when he heard this. "Senior... Are you saying that the magicians of the Dark Path could have prevented this current catastrophe?"

"Yes, every race, every kind of power has its purpose." The Dark Reaper explained. "My race is the one that controls the limits of the spirits. So, imagine if we all disappeared? The spirits would grow without their greatest enemy on the continent.

But just because it's our purpose to deal with the spirits doesn't mean we're going to wipe them out. There is a balance in all things, young man.

The magicians of your race ruled the continent because they were the only race that could do so without bringing chaos to all the other races. In this way, we were all able to live in balance.

However, no race of monsters can maintain the same balance if they become as prominent as your race. If the vampires succeed with their current plans, it's only a matter of time before the Polaris Realm is one big graveyard full of tales of tragedy!"