Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

Seeing Vicente's body fall to the ground, the ghost narrowed his eyes as he felt the freedom of no longer being oppressed by that supreme power.

'That power... I've never felt such a strong oppression before. Even though he's an Acolyte, he's managed to get the elements of a Sovereign out of control.' He thought as he approached Vicente, trying to understand the source of power of his new master.

Realizing that Vicente wasn't feeling well, the ghost used what little mana he had left to stop his master's fall, approaching Vicente as the young man's body slowed to a stop in mid-air.

'Cyan talent and two Magic Gems, huh? No wonder your body is so resilient. Unfortunately, your second power seems to be too much for your body.' He circled Vicente's body and analyzed the situation of his master, who was in a terrible state.

After consuming all of his mana, Vicente would be in a bad state due to exhaustion, but also due to the many injuries he had suffered from this spirit.

However, when he used his second magical form, he was much worse off than he should have been because of the beating and magical exhaustion!

Vicente knew he couldn't bear to use his second form without suffering a severe setback. So, ever since he had awakened his powers, he had made it a rule only to use his second gem if his life was in danger.

By doing so today, he got rid of the problem of the Sovereign spirit, but he was now in a serious condition because of that!

The ghost stopped in front of Vicente and injected some of his remaining mana into his master's body, closing his eyes while he analyzed the situation of this body more thoroughly.

At that moment, the ghost saw a seemingly infinite space in which Vicente's second Magic Gem dominated almost the entire space, while the first gem, squeezed into a corner, seemed about to shatter.

Seeing Vicente's spirit body in this infinite space, the spirit took a closer look at his master and noticed several damaged mana pathways, bones, and organs.

'The injuries I caused account for about 35% of your current situation. That overwhelming power caused the rest of the problems.' He looked at some magic veins in Vicente's spirit body and saw darkness over them.

"'He probably won't be able to use his first magic form anymore if I let him recover normally." He muttered, trying to find a way out.

"That can't happen. He can't handle using his second form, so he depends on his first form to grow as a magician. Without it, he'll never master that supreme skill.' This spirit opened his eyes back in the dark chamber in the underground part of The Vile Altar.

"My master, the only way I can stop you from failing here is to sacrifice some of my mana!" He said as a purple magic circle formed beneath him and Vicente while the mana in the surrounding area mixed with his own, connecting him and his master.

As Vicente's slave, part of his instinct told him to sacrifice himself for his master if there was no other alternative to avoid the bad of his superior.

In this terrible situation, Vicente was in, if he didn't use his own essence to stabilize the situation of his master's mind, Vice would run the risk of never progressing in magic again!

At the same time, as Vice's slave, his life was tied to that of his master, and he couldn't possess the bodies of others. In other words, Vicente was the only one he could follow from that day on, and if his master died, he would die too!

In this situation, the spirit preferred to sacrifice a part of his essence and used the little power he had left after the previous situation, causing the darkness in this chamber to disappear and several purple flames to appear around what looked like an altar.

'Heavenly Burning: Exchange of Vitalities!' He formed a series of seals, causing the mana he had left, which was a lot for someone of Vicente's level, to form a beam of light towards this human's body.

"Rest assured, my master! With this part of me, I'll stabilize your foundation, and you'll be fine!" He said in his otherworldly tone, his body becoming more and more transparent.

As this happened, the mana in Vicente's body began to resurface in his being, the space where his essence and spirit body were filling up with mana little by little, like dry land where a can has just been pierced.

As his reserves began to rebuild, the darkness around his magic veins and pathways in his spirit body diminished, and his condition returned to normal.

The bones in his fleshy body emitted strange sounds as his entire body shook, his muscles twitching as he was subjected to a sacrificial art.

As his fractures closed, his bones and muscles became stronger, and the density of his mana increased.

In about 15 minutes of ritual, the ghost lost about 40% of his essence and managed to repair all of the most serious damage to his master's body.

But as he finished the ritual, feeling his spirit body about to disappear, the old ghost looked at Vicente's body with an even more frightened expression than before.

'Your body looks like an endless hole that can swallow all my energy!

I sacrificed 40% of my power, enough to take an ordinary person at your place from level 3 to the peak of the 3rd stage, a High-level Mage!

But you, my master, only recovered and reached level 4!'

"Sigh... That's all I can do for you, master. From now on, if I make any more sacrifices, I will disappear and no longer be able to serve you." He said as he stopped using his sacrificial art while his aura stabilized at the end of the 3rd stage, having lost most of his powers.

"I feel that after a few hours of rest, you will wake up on your own. So I'll stop here. I hope you don't mind this insignificant slave taking shelter in your body."

With that, he hurried into Vicente's body, afraid he would disappear if he didn't find a suitable reservoir after all he had done.

The darkness in that area returned to normal, along with the mana that had been stirred up in the last few minutes, which would soon return to its usual state.

Meanwhile, in the depths of Vicente's consciousness, a black cocoon appeared near his spirit body. At the same time, his first Magic Gem and its associated pentagrams cracked and trembled, threatening to explode the previously solidified part of it.