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Chapter 868 Where There\'s Death, There\'s Always Death?

The ordinary people of the tribe simply watched him in silence, putting aside their business to monitor this surely dangerous individual.

Vicente sighed as he felt the negative sensation coming from these many similar-looking creatures while looking at the beautiful construction of these beings.

"I\'ve heard about elves, but I didn\'t imagine it would be like this," He murmured to Haldir, causing the Paragon to look at him out of the corner of his eye.

"They\'re friendly because I\'m guiding you. Otherwise, someone would have tried to kill you by now." Haldir said briefly as he climbed the stairs to the most imposing building in the center of the village.

\'I can imagine.\' Vicente smiled bitterly.

Once they had climbed 222 steps, Haldir stopped in front of Vicente, in front of two large golden doors in this all-white, temple-like building.

The two doors opened, revealing six elves, three women and three men, all dressed in white robes, some with blond hair, others with silver hair.

"Elders of the tribe, I bring Vicente Fuller as commanded." Haldir said as he made a gesture of greeting to his superiors, bowing his head in respect for the strongest Archmages in the place.

In front of Vicente, the six Intermediate Archmages watched him with interested looks, completely different from the looks of the ordinary inhabitants of the tribe.

Vicente greeted the elders as well, gesturing in their direction. "Elders, thank you for receiving me. I\'m afraid today\'s visit is not just about getting to know each other. I have a request to make."

One woman motioned for Haldir to wait in the corner and said to Vicente. "Come with us, Vicente Fuller. Let\'s talk in a more comfortable place."

He nodded and followed the group into the building, watching as the guards closed the thick, golden doors.

Once inside, Vicente\'s eyes immediately narrowed as his senses were confused by a place that seemed much larger than the building outside suggested.

Not only did the inside of this building seem larger than the building itself, but there was nothing there that one would expect to find inside a building. Its interior looked like a special garden, very well lit, where a colorful mist, mana, surrounded the lush and colorful vegetation of the area.

Vicente followed the elders to a place where there was a large stone table with several seats around it.

From this spot, he could see other elves, individuals cultivating in different parts of the special garden.

The elders sat around the stone table, with Vicente standing in front of them.

"What did you see in the Divine Dragon Matrix?" asked the same silver-haired woman who had summoned him here.

Vicente stopped looking around and focused on the principal topic of this visit. "I saw a cyan pentagram compatible with me appear in an area of The Ivory Desert, but also an encounter with Demien Bloodthorne."

One man narrowed his eyes. "What was the outcome of this encounter?"

Vicente closed his eyes and sighed before answering the question. "My death."

"I see..."

"If that\'s the case, I\'m sorry. Did the dragons tell you that the Divine Dragon Matrix never made mistakes?" A blonde woman asked, her look completely different after Vicente\'s answer, showing her disappointment.

"The First Elder warned me about this... But I believe there is a first time for everything in life. In the vision I saw, I only had 4 pentagrams in one of my magical forms. But if I find the cyan pentagram I mentioned, I\'ll have five pentagrams before I meet Demien." Vicente said as he showed the artifact containing the green pentagram he had collected in the Valley of Lightning.

The elves scanned Vicente\'s powers, as well as the artifact containing the naturally formed pentagram, and confirmed what he had just said.

"Even if the conditions are different, the result will be the same. Where there is death, there will always be death. Your death itself may not happen as you saw it. But it will happen. Your only salvation is to escape the magical laws of the Polaris Realm and go to the Upper Continent." Said a silver-haired elf, the oldest member of the council.

"You can live if you ascend to the next qualitative step and travel to the Upper Continent when you are banished from the Polaris Realm."

"That..." Vicente narrowed his eyes, thinking that wasn\'t possible. "I\'m only a Paragon. I\'m a long way from being a Magus."

"Magus?" The young-looking old elf laughed when he heard that, but didn\'t go into details. Some things were better kept secret.

"This is the only alternative for you, Vicente Fuller. You will surely come out of the fight against Demien Bloodthorne with a mortal wound. Even if you don\'t die on the battlefield, it will kill you if you don\'t leave for the Upper Continent in time."

"Unfortunately, there is no way to transfer your death to someone else. Only you can correct your fate by transcending the laws of our continent." Another woman said, looking at Vicente seriously.

Vicente clenched his fists, not liking this at all. If they were right, not only would he not be able to kill Demien Bloodthorne, but he would also have to find a way to get to the Upper Continent in a few years.

In other words, he would be forced to flee and might never be able to return to the continent!

His expression quickly turned ugly as he imagined how this could destroy his plans, but also alienate him from his family.

As he clenched his fists and felt his head hurt, he couldn\'t help but think he had to defy the truth known to dragons and elves.

\'I must stop this, no matter what it takes! I can\'t die before I secure Annie\'s fate!\'

The oldest of the elves sighed before changing the subject. "Anyway, you can try to reach another fate. We\'ve seen nothing like this before, and we don\'t think you\'ll escape death. Do what you have to do.

In the meantime, we can help you understand the exact time and place where this cyan pentagram will appear. But be prepared. Perhaps you\'ll receive this essence just before your meeting with Demien."