Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

Chapter 328 Torne’s Story (1)

Many bullets were fired as the battle for the Mazzanti estate began, most of them aimed at Viscount Symons and Commander Hogan.

While the bullets had no chance of hurting them, they could subtly distract them while the family’s strongest defenders moved against them.

But these were not simple bullets that would merely cause discomfort to the enemies they hit. Before he left, Vicente hadn’t been able to create any new weapons or ammunition. Still, he had made some modifications to the existing weapons and ammunition.

Since all of the family’s weapons and ammunition already had electromagnetic properties, and some of them even had earth element properties, they could do more damage than anyone could imagine.

The Viscount immediately became more serious when he felt the first of several bullets hit him, noticing an electric current running through his body, making him feel a slight numbness in the place that had been hit first.

But as he was hit by half a dozen more bullets, he not only felt that sensation grow stronger, but he also noticed that a bullet that had hit his right leg formed a shell of earth at the spot where it had hit. At the same time, another bullet that had hit his left arm seemed to have momentarily increased the difficulty of him moving that limb.

‘Fucking Mazzanti family! Their weapons are truly formidable!’ He pushed a little to get rid of these sensations around his body, seeing that the enemy was not so easy.

Even without Cesar to join these ordinary warriors, such individuals could cause trouble on their own!

The Viscount was physically powerful, so he wouldn’t be stopped by that alone. But this man recognized the value of the Mazzanti family’s weapons, which could hinder 3rd-stage magicians to some degree.

Commander Hogan felt it on his skin as he was electrocuted several times in a row by the bullets that struck him.

It wasn’t enough to stop him, but it was enough to make him angry!

He grimaced as he saw Rory’s Flame Avatar forming, along with Liam’s master’s cauldron flying towards him.

At the same time, Benson temporarily floated in the air as he fell towards Viscount Symons, using most of his strength to hammer the man.

Aware of the Viscount’s strength, Benson didn’t hold back. No matter how hard he attacked, that man would not die. So he attacked him as if he were looking at an ore that was difficult to shape, without any doubt.

“Hold that, Your Grace!” Benson shouted as his Flame Hammer grew in size, creating a shadow that could cover an entire house.

“Shit! That damned blacksmith dares to attack His Grace?” One of the men from the Symons family shouted as he felt the pressure in the area, moving to avoid being hit by enemy bullets but also to avoid being affected by the Mages’ battle.

The same was true for the soldiers there, who were assigned to raid the Mazzanti estate and take the 3rd-stage herb.

Nova disagreed with Christopher’s methods, but like a soldier following orders, she moved to find an opening to break into Cesar’s residence.

As one of the strongest level 5 Acolytes in the area, she proved her mettle by defending her companions from bullets that could have seriously injured them.

While wielding her sword, she leaped into the air with the weapon in her hands, pointing it at the sky as her orange pentagram glowed.

Magic circles appeared on the outskirts of that area, and then several sword tips made of mana emerged from those circles.

“Dozens of swords slicing the world!” She shouted as she launched her move, causing 20 mana swords to fly at high speed against the Mazzanti family’s bullets aimed at her fellow soldiers.

Watching from inside the Mazzanti mansion, one of the oldest men in the family couldn’t help but sigh at the sight of the blue-haired beauty in action.

‘What a problem… The boss’ woman keeps getting in the way!’

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While the battle in Millfall continued, Vicente had already covered the first few kilometers of his journey between The Vile Altar and his city.

But even if he could fly, it would take him hours to make the entire journey to Millfall.

Aware he could do nothing more than what he was already doing, Vicente had been talking to Torne ever since he left the ruins.

From the time they had talked, Vice now knew that Torne was a former member of the Cataclysm Order, a Dark Path faith represented by the altars around the continent known as The Vile Altar.

The Vile Altar was the Dark Path’s version of the Awakening Temple.

There were currently no competitors to the Congregation of Revelation in Polaris Realm. That is, there were other faiths on the continent, but they were nowhere near the main local religion, which had more than 80% of the continent’s population on its side.

But the continent’s past had been very different. In addition to the Cataclysm Order, three other religions shared with the Congregation of Revelation the 80% of the population that now belonged exclusively to members of the Awakening Temples.

According to Torne, there were five major religions in Polaris Realm some 40,000 years ago. But each of them had been persecuted by the members of the Congregation of Revelation until only that faith remained.

The Cataclysm Order was one of the two religions that had been exterminated by the Congregation of Revelation, while the other two had been defeated but not exterminated. Since the other two were religions of the Light Path, they were incorporated into the Congregation of Revelation after their defeat.

In any case, the Cataclysmic Order was a religion like the other four that existed in the past. Like the Congregation of Revelation, it also performed the Awakening of young magicians.

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Today, this process is monopolized by the Congregation of Revelation, but that wasn’t always the case.

In the distant past, people from families with elements of the Dark Path would have their powers awakened at the altars of the Cataclysm Order, which was obviously friendlier to people from that path.

In a world where magicians with negative elements were seen as potential mass murderers or lunatics, the altars of Torne’s faith were like hiding places for those who wanted to disguise themselves.

The Cataclysmic Order was born out of the need for dark magicians to have support and a place to hide from the many other magicians who would persecute or kill them simply because of their elemental affinities.

In short, the origins of this religion lay behind one of the causes of the war that brought it to an end about 2,000 years ago, when Torne was killed defending his post.

At that time, the former Sovereign in charge of the altar in the Scott Province had fallen but not disappeared!