Extraordinary Voyage-Chapter 747 - 642 Sisters

Under the dim light red sky.

A large city in the "Dark Millennium" style stood quietly, with hundreds of black towers, sharp and slender like spears, standing among them.

Like other cities of the same era, the building density here is very high.

In a relatively compact urban area, various functions necessary for the city are concentrated, including churches, libraries, shops, workshops, residences, and monumental buildings... etc. This reflects the typical urban characteristics of that closed and benighted era.

However, in this empty city, or rather, a city without any "living souls," there is a thick smell of blood lingering in the air and... the stench of rotting corpses.

Two witches with chestnut long hair and amber eyes, looking exactly alike, stepped into this city like a giant tomb side by side, clearly a rare pair of twins among the extraordinary.

But their distinctly different attire also signified their different personalities and roles.

One wore a snow-white silk shirt with a ruby collar, covered by a black fitted robe, with black boots adorned with golden rose patterns, and a silver rapier hanging from her waist.

The other wore a bewitching ruffled sleeve gauze skirt, with a dazzling gradient of blue, green, and pink—a style their ancestors absolutely couldn't have worn before fleeing the Old Continent.

"Nara?"

"Got it!"

Younger sister Leonara rolled up her sleeves, her white skin covered in rune engravings that resembled silver eyes.

Using her own blood and a skull from a black goat to set up a divination orbit, her eyes tightly locked on the hollow goat skull, she started focusing on finding the most advantageous direction for her actions.

This clearly showed her as a rare talent proficient in divination and spiritual witchcraft.

Due to the Extraordinary Gathering Effect nearing treasures, it is not always a good thing. Those standing at the pinnacle of combat power can navigate with impunity, but these Tier 2 Official Wizards, like them, don't have that capital.

Moreover, although the "Celebes Island Chain" is large and resource-rich, it also boasts the world's highest population density of wizards and other extraordinary beings of various paths.

No matter how abundant the resources are, if spread evenly, there won't even be a strand of hair left.

Even though the sisters are not weak, their foundation is not robust enough to think about slashing down a Tier 3 equipped with divine gear like those rich breakthrough fighters.

And since the power of treasures varies in strength, the stronger the treasure, the more powerful the altered defensive forces influenced by it. If they head in blindly, they could face not just the loss of "benefits" but even their lives.

Therefore, strategy is necessary before taking action.

At this moment.

About three to five twisted humanoid creatures, dark purple, smelling the fresh blood and meat, emerged gradually from the city's buildings, making "cackling" sounds.

The robed sister drew out a longsword from her waist, protecting her sister.

As witches, they easily recognized the true nature of these creatures—fearsome Black Death Hosts!

"I've got it! Lisa, don't tangle with those creatures, let's head straight to the church in the city center."

"Alright!"

In this pair of twin sisters, Clareesa is the elder sister, and Leonara is the younger sister. Even though they are witches hunted by the Church, these names inherently have the meaning "bright."

Responding with an affirmative, Clareesa leaped, and the magic spiritual light on her body soared burst, and upon landing, she had already transformed into an agile centaur clad in steel armor.

Leonara put away her divination tools and jumped right onto her sister's back.

Elder sister Clareesa, as the combat mainstay of the two, possesses an innate transformation technique capable of turning into a mythical centaur, mermaid, or harpy.

She took out a lance shimmering with spiritual light from the "Magic Pocket," lightly brandished it in her hand, and had already sprinted down the city's main avenue.

Clop... clop... clop...

All humanoid monsters blocking their way along the route were effortlessly flung aside, and even the raging virus-laden purple-black splatter couldn't touch them.

They advanced swiftly, and just as they were about to charge into the noble district located in the city's central ring.

The sister on horseback suddenly reminded: 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"Lisa, slow down, there seems to be some strange noise."

The centaur girl stopped immediately at the words, the four steel hooves leaving a trail of sparkling fire on the ground. In their relationship dynamics, it was evident that younger sister Leonara played the role of the strategist.

Whoosh—

They saw a silver-white flash suddenly retreating from the alley in front of them and, with a pair of somewhat ethereal silver-white wings, gently landed on the black spire top on the other side of the street.

It was a refined girl whose presence was completely at odds with her surroundings, with long silver hair and silver eyes. There was no need for careful identification to know she was a witch with blood tainted by power.

Upon seeing Angie, the two were slightly surprised for a moment, and elder sister Clareesa immediately called out:

"Which island's witch are you from, I haven't seen you before? Why did the Clock Tower drag all three of us into one space? Never mind, sister, come over quickly and act together with us!"

Within the complex collective of witches, there are, of course, many small factions. And due to external dangers, their space for expansion is far more restricted than on the continent, leading to fierce internal competition.