"Miss Death, you said you would hunt me down if I refused to join your group. That's what I remember." Vicente said as he looked darkly at the five people.

"It is good that you remember. Then answer me, what's it going to be?" She asked as a book of darkness formed before her, with her four pentagrams taking shape.

Of these four pentagrams, only one deviated from the usual configuration for Sovereigns, the first one, which was no longer red but orange.

Vicente saw this woman's evolution and made his own pentagrams appear, revealing his frightening configuration with one yellow and two green pentagrams.

Even with one less pentagram, Vicente's magical pressure was even more significant than Miss Death's, and immediately, her four helpers did the same, revealing their pentagrams.

Meanwhile, the people at the edge of the street began to run, feeling the powerful magical fluctuations of these six individuals.

"Miss Death, I'm different now. Do you think you can force me to do anything? I'm afraid you won't be able to do what you want now." He expressed in a confident tone.

Miss Death's men made ugly expressions as they cursed Vicente.

But Miss Death smiled secretly. 'I really like you.' She thought to herself, liking Vicente's persistence.

"Why are you being so impertinent, Vicente?" She asked him as she motioned for her men not to move. "Would it be so bad if you came with me? Do you think I can't be at your side?"

"What I'm not interested in is joining Nixlas' Shadows. I'd rather die than willingly join that damned group!" Vicente said firmly.

"Wretch!"

"Wash your mouth when you talk about our sect!"

"Oh? I see you resent my group." Miss Death spoke calmly. "But we can work on that. I don't like to brag, but I have a very good position in the sect. If you agree to join us, I would kill the person who made you hate our group so much." She offered as she gestured, still holding her Book of Death in front of her.

"Is that so? Then give me Atticus Martin's head!" Vicente said with a provocative smile.

Miss Death completely changed the expression on her beautiful face. Atticus Martin was the name of the sect's master, an Archmage!

Even if she was willing to betray her master, she wasn't, she could never kill that man now.

"Daring!"

"Do you dare to say such blasphemous things in front of us, Vicente Fuller?" One of the men asked hatefully.

Vicente laughed. "Miss Death, I'm not interested in dealing with your group right now. The Purification is here, so I don't want to have to kill members of my race.

Get out of my way!"

The five members of Nixlas' Shadows felt Vicente's pressure and the metals in their bodies threatening them.

"Speaking of The Purification, that's another reason to join us, Vicente." She insisted. "Few organizations on the continent have the slightest chance of surviving this disaster. That's not the case with Nixlas' Shadows. If you join my group, we can thrive and grow amid disaster!" She smiled from under her veil.

"Vicente, I can protect you. I can guarantee your family's continuity!" She said in a louder tone.

"Have I not already told you to get out of my way, woman?" Vicente moved as metal objects attacked the woman's companions.

"Shit!"

They didn't have much of a chance to react as they had to fend off Vicente's attacks.

In an instant, he stepped in front of Miss Death and placed a hand on her neck.

Miss Death felt Vicente's movement and shivered as she realized how strong he was.

A hateful look formed on her beautiful face, and she said. "If you are not going to join me, then there is no need for you to stay alive!"

Shadows of darkness exploded from her Book of Death as corrupted souls emerged and positioned themselves in front of her to protect her from Vicente.

She didn't waver to write Vicente's name in her book, regretting that she had to do so but preferring it to have an enemy like him.

"Goodbye, Vicente Fuller." She finished writing his name.

At that moment, everyone in Aldoria City suddenly felt something, as a terrifying and extremely negative aura came over the place.

The day suddenly gave way to night, while the elements associated with darkness suddenly concentrated in the city, causing other elements to move away from the area.

The temperature dropped, and strong winds formed, causing even Vicente's companions in other parts of the city to feel goosebumps on their bodies.

"Audacity!" A mysterious and extremely powerful voice emerged from inside Vicente's body as all the shadows of the corrupted souls from the Book of Death disappeared.

Black flames appeared above Vicente's name in Miss Death's Book of Death, erasing his name from that deadly weapon.

A throne of darkness formed behind Vicente, causing the five nearby Dark Path magicians to completely lose control of their powers.

They couldn't help but prostrate themselves before him!

Facing Vicente, they felt what it was like to face someone of greater elemental purity, to feel the power of elemental suppression.

Without realizing or understanding what was happening, they all fainted, losing consciousness before the Throne of Darkness.

Half of the city would faint in the face of Vicente's current powers, with the consciousness of his second Magic Gem reappearing after a long time without showing itself.

Even Torne, within Vicente's consciousness, trembled at it, sensing how strong this power had become with his master's growth.

'The master is already capable of fighting High-level Paragons when he can actively use this power!' Torne thought to himself, feeling the urgency for them to add pentagrams to such a magical form.

Meanwhile, Vicente was fully conscious and looked at Miss Death and the four now unconscious individuals.

"You gave me a chance once when you could have made things very difficult for me. I'm going to do the same with you. I'll let you live today. But if I meet you again, I'll do the same thing you told me back then. I'll hunt you down, Miss Death!"

Having said that, Vicente turned his back on this group of Dark Path magicians and left to complete his objectives.

'Be quick, master. I'm afraid you'll get into trouble if you stay in this city for more than an hour.' Torne warned him, knowing something like Vicente's true power would attract the attention of powerful creatures, be they monsters or magicians.

Vicente was aware of it and quickened his pace, not taking long to send orders to his group to get ready to leave the city in 40 minutes!