Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

Chapter 805 Assassination Attempt?

Four more days passed, completing Vicente's first week in Saltstar City after his return to the city destroyed by the monsters.",

After days of working in the area, he had successfully rounded up the 786 surviving people who had been living there, waiting to die or be rescued. Luckily for them, he had arrived in time before more of them died for the monsters.

The monsters didn't have the vampires' permission to kill all the humans. Talented humans with power above the 2nd stage should be ignored unless they attacked the monsters directly. Otherwise, such magicians should be allowed to cultivate and grow to become vampire food one day.

But weaker, less talented people, in short, ordinary people, had nothing to attract vampires. These people were the targets of the monsters all over the continent.

If Vicente hadn't saved those hundreds of survivors in Saltstar City, they would have been killed until there was almost no one left!

Anyway, these people were now more relaxed about their future, having used the last week to learn how to get along with each other without thinking too much about competing with other members of the same race.

Meanwhile, Vicente had collected some artifacts, cultivation resources, and materials that caught his eye in these ruins. As much as he wanted to let his men explore areas like this, there were things he could take with him that were worth his time.

Besides, he had spent the last few days killing monsters, building defenses around the city, and making improvements to the vehicle parked at the Saltstar City train station.

Even though he didn't want to occupy this city right away, there had to be a certain amount of security in the area so that he could send people to gather resources.

After a week of work, he and Nova were ready to leave the city. Now, the two were loading the 786 local survivors onto the train that was about to leave for Metal City.

The train in this area was now the largest of all Vicente's metal vehicles, with 8 cars, each with room for up to 100 people in individual seats.

"Venerable Fuller, are you sure you won't come with us?" asked the man Vicente had been training to drive the train to Metal City.

"No, I have to make a brief detour before returning to the city. Go ahead, the road forward is safe. No monsters will be in your way," Vicente said, knowing the man was a little afraid of the journey.

Despite the current speed of Vicente's trains and their safety, the journey between Saltstar City and Metal City was still almost a four-day train ride.

At the thought of traveling for four days through areas dominated by monsters and having no one to protect them, the passengers couldn't help but look at Minos with fearful eyes.

This man, the train driver, sighed when he saw Vicente wouldn't change his mind. "Then I wish you good luck."

"Go ahead. And relax a bit. You'll soon realize there's no risk. These will be days for you to see some beautiful views." Vicente waved to the man and helped them to leave.

Nova stayed behind with him and watched the group leave with a mixed expression on her face, happy these people were improving their situation, but saddened by what she had heard in the last few days.

This week in Saltstar City had not only been productive for them in achieving their goals there. Vicente and Nova heard many stories from the survivors.

Some people on the train to Metal City had seen their family members be eaten by monsters, others had been nearly killed, while others had had parts of their bodies eaten right in front of them.

The monsters terrorizing the continent did not just kill their way through. They were brutal and occasionally cruel, driving their victims to despair and extreme terror.

Those nearly 800 people were alive and returning to civilization, but whether they would ever recover from their recent traumas, neither Nova nor Vicente could say.

Vicente thought his childhood had been painful because of what he had seen and suffered. But the truth was that hundreds of people in the Scott Province alone had experienced far worse than he had!

Seeing his mother crushed by a bone from a Sovereign's magical ability had been terrible. But it didn't compare to seeing one's parents devoured by monsters!

"Sigh! I hope we can reclaim the continent one day. But we'll never recover from what's already happened." Nova said to Vicente as the train disappeared over the horizon.

He nodded affirmatively before taking one of her hands with the intention of leaving the area to go to Dryhaven.

Dryhaven was the old city of Nova's family, a place that, like Saltstar City, had fallen for the monsters.

Why would they go there now? Vicente and Nova wanted to collect something she would use in the engagement ceremony that was to take place after their return to Metal City.

As the two were leaving the Saltstar City train station, they were putting thoughts of those poor victims aside when Vicente suddenly felt a chill run through his soul.

It was not a pleasant feeling, nor was it one he was used to having. Realizing that something wasn't right, he activated his powers by circulating his mana through his Magic Gem.

As soon as his five pentagrams appeared, an arrow pierced the air and flew towards Vicente's heart.

A large magic circle appeared above where they were standing, with several runes popping up in the air as a sealing formation took shape.

"That?" Nova felt an immense pressure on them and felt her eyes darken as it became too much for her to bear.

Vicente frowned and then saw six Paragons working together against him and Nova.

Seeing the clothing of the strongest of these men, a middle-

aged man with a bow in his hand, Vicente understood the situation.

"Congregation of Revelations!"

His expression changed and shadows of darkness appeared around his body, along with two new pentagrams.

"Are you trying to kill me? Apparently, the remnants of the Congregation of Revelations don't respect me!

All right, let's get this over with!"

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