Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

Chapter 158 The Rocky Gorge Incident (2)

After starting his escape into the interior of The Rocky Gorge, Vicente did his best to fly away from the enemy group quickly, knowing that he couldn’t fly continuously and that his opponents on the ground were faster than him.

Once he could no longer fly, it would only be a matter of time before his enemies tracked him down. At that point, it would be all or nothing for him!

Vicente was not alone in thinking this. The moment he stopped shooting at the 11 survivors of that group, they immediately started chasing him, following him quickly so as not to lose his trail.

Nova was one of the few who hadn’t been injured and would soon take the initiative to chase after Vicente.

‘Damn it! I don’t know if you were guilty before. But now you can’t go through with it, Cesar! You’ve crossed the line.’ She thought, remembering the leader of her group who had died right in front of her.

She wasn’t particularly interested in that blond guy, but he was still her army comrade!

But even though she was furious and running ahead of most of her group, she soon lost sight of Vicente and had to slow down.

Vicente was at a huge disadvantage against these 2nd-stage magicians. He had much less mana than the weakest of them and one less magic pentagram.

He didn’t want to test the other pentagram he had at the moment…

However, being able to fly was really good. Even with less mana, he could move more freely through the air and quickly get out of the reach of these opponents without leaving too many traces.

At least in the short term, he would be safe!

But that didn’t mean it would always be like this.

The leader of Defiant Tyranny called out to his group as he also lost sight of Vice. “Let’s split up. The bastard will eventually get tired and make his way on foot! If we spread out over the area, we’ll find his tracks sooner or later!”

Not only did the men of his criminal group hear him, but so did all the other 10 survivors in the area, whether they were army men or members of Symon’s family, wounded or not.

In an instant, the 10 survivors still there were divided into 4 groups. 𝗼𝘃𝗹.𝗼𝐫𝗴

But their powers were balanced, and they all knew they couldn’t be weak. If they were careless, they might end up in the same situation as before and get hit by Cesar again!

…

While the groups split up to look for Vicente, this young man flew for 10 minutes, using half his energies to get deeper into the forest area.

When he realized that no one was following him, Vicente didn’t look for a place to hide and prepared to shoot his opponents from strategic positions. That wouldn’t work twice with the same people.

He turned his attention to his surroundings, aware that the area he was following contained magical beings of various kinds, some of them even with 3rd-stage strength.

If he encountered such beings, he would be finished!

However, knowing that there were few such beings there and that they usually stayed in the center of the area, Vicente was more worried about the 2nd-stage magical beings he might encounter.

According to rumors circulating in the underworld of Millfall, there was a dark forest near the city where Basilisks had been seen leading groups of weaker beasts.

Basilisks were terrifyingly powerful and difficult to attack or defend against. They were agile and could fly, but could also fight on the ground with their powerful paws and claws.

They had a special kind of poison in their claws and inoculating teeth, so the mere story that one of these creatures had been seen in this place was enough to make someone like this young man cautious.

However, the ancient legends of Scott Province said that every forest in this region had plant protectors called Dryads. This was another type of magical being that Vice did not want to meet on his way, at least not yet.

‘I need to stay close enough to dangerous creatures for my enemies but not so close that the same creatures decide to kill me.’ He thought as he broke into a cold sweat, trying to hide all the mana in his body as he stepped carefully over the stones in his path.

Meanwhile, his eyes and ears were subtly glowing, allowing him to see and hear everything around him three times easier than in normal situations.

A few minutes into his cautious journey through the uneven terrain of this forested area, he suddenly came upon a strange footprint in front of him and shivered.

Gulp!

Seeing the three-toed paw in front of him, measuring about 25 centimeters, Vicente bent down to take a closer look, wondering what creature could have left it.

‘Shit! Is there really a Basilisk here?’ He broke into a cold sweat and looked ahead, seeing the canyon in front of him in this mountainous area.

As he approached the cliff in front of him, Vicente saw the river 100 meters below that area, following it for several kilometers in both directions.

According to what he knew, the center of this forest region, or rather the most problematic area, was south of this river and on the other side of the canyon.

He looked at it for a moment and, without further ado, headed in the direction of danger!

…

An hour and a half after the attacks on the Mazzanti estate began, a simple wooden wagon passed through a forest east of Millfall.

This wagon was filled with people, each with watchful eyes, some dressed as coachmen, some as guards, others as businessmen.

But they were all well-loved and in high spirits, ready for whatever came their way.

Reaching a point where they could go no further, the group finally stopped their carriage in the middle of the forest.

“Time to go on foot.”

As one of the men said this, all the others got out of the carriage and immediately changed their clothes, putting on not only combat suits but also masks on their faces.

A young red-haired man then said. “Let’s find our boss and help him. Keep an eye out for enemies, and don’t hesitate to kill them and use the recovery potions.”

Everyone agreed with Rory before they left their carriage and headed towards where they expected Vicente to be.

After leaving Millfall as merchants without attracting anyone’s attention, this group, including one of Nina’s guards, quickly made their way across the canyon ahead of them!

‘Just wait, Vice, we’re coming!’