But.
They realize even more that the blood the group of witches has shed is enough.
The "Witch Hunting Movent" in the Old Continent has a long history, at least as intense as during the Dark Ages.
According to the Wizards' rough statistics, in the three hundred most frenzied years of the Dark Millennium, at least over five hundred thousand won died due to this cri across various countries.
Moreover, this cruel hunting campaign still has not stopped to this day.
Even just looking at the data can no doubt illustrate the harsh living conditions for witches in the human civilized world. A series of encounters left them with painful mories and made this group famously united, further understanding the aning of holding together for warmth.
Therefore.
Witches of the sa level all call each other sisters, considered akin to kin, and harming a sister is seen as an unforgivable cri.
After all, in the environnt of the Old Continent, when a witch who does not fully rely on bloodline awakening is born, most of her family mbers are no longer family. The first to inform the Church might just be them.
Moreover, in such a dangerous place, having one more person is one more strength.
In contrast, after feeling the care of the librarian "Lady Kingfisher," Angie, even having never interacted with her kind, naturally feels quite favorable toward this group.
Waving quickly to the two sisters, the girl's silver, splendid eyes are still tightly fixed on the alley she just flew out from.
"There's danger, quickly hide yourselves!"
Whoosh!
As soon as the words fell, a figure enveloped in Blood Extraordinary Spiritual Light also leaped onto the tower top on this side of the alley.
It was a handso young man with silver hair and red eyes, dressed in a double-breasted black and gold elegant suit, seemingly just having attended the King's banquet.
With a sowhat pale complexion and faint blue veins visible under the skin, it was the perfect appearance the nobles of the past competed to pursue, possessing a dangerous charm that deeply fascinated the opposite sex.
"No one can escape! The sweet blood of pure maidens, and the witches naturally flowing with power in their bloodlines, how fragrant? How enchanting?
Just thinking about it makes one tremble with excitent! Ahahaha..."
The "young man" trembled with excitent, even adding a bit of blood color to his pale face.
This was an intelligence-type "Vampire" demon from the Lower Plane, known among the Wizards as "Nitat," aning the "incarnation of the Black Death," and like the three witches, an outsider visitor here.
Just don't know what kind of treasure is hidden in this space, capable of simultaneously attracting so many superficially unrelated extraordinaries.
While letting out a joyful laugh, this Tier 3 extraordinary level vampire placed the index finger of his left hand, adorned with sharp nails, on his brow.
Inside, emotions of resentnt, hatred, greed, and so on accumulated continuously, thoughts boiling over with the desire to release his soul, break the shackles, and explode in fury, while a certain image with claws and sharp teeth in front of him beca more and more concrete.
Then, the surrounding [Blood Spiritual Light] naturally spilled out, with six tall black giant wolves with horns taller than humans manifesting around him.
[Magic-like Technique·Demon Manifestation]
Awooo——
Upon appearing, they pounced on the spire, with saliva dripping from their mouths, ferociously charging at the twin sisters on the ground.
At the sa ti, more and more [Black Death Hosts] in the city transford into a surging tide, rushing here. For a vampire, this city, seemingly once ravaged by the Black Death, was the best ho ground.
He himself swiftly ran his sharp right fingernails across his left wrist, and when his right hand slowly moved away, he had already drawn a rapier composed of blood from his severed left wrist.
"Sweet little witches, offer your hearts to the noble Sir Bruch! Though I love blood most, surely your flesh will lt in my mouth too? Hahahaha..."
With a pair of rust-colored bat wings unfolding behind him, he headed directly towards Angie.
Whiz——
As an intelligence-type demon similar to a "Ghoul," the "Vampire" possessed strong capabilities, with inherent blood magic abilities beyond other skills, including [Infinite Strength], [Bat Incarnation], and other innate abilities.
He could fight and use magic, hence they boast of being superior.
Facing Angie on the opposite spire, of course, wouldn't just watch an opponent cast magic, having calmly summoned her magic book.
Rustle-rustle...
Cloaked in a layer of fine, silvery dragon scale, the "Silver Ring" opened on its own, projecting a silver halo, equivalent to the effects of "Flesh Sacrifice"'s [Mobile Military Camp].
Like teacher, like student.
Deeply instilling the military strategy philosophy of, "Besieging with ten tis the force, attacking with five, warring with double, fighting with equal, fleeing with less, and avoiding when inadequate."
In warfare, ensuring your force is ten tis that of the opponent at all tis is the infallible strategy for victory!
Soon, one after another, tall silver figures leaped out of the light ring, a total of twenty [Activated Guard·Silver Knights 2.0].
Standing at two and a half ters tall, their entire body was covered in exquisite silver armor, which in reality was their true form.
Holding lances and huge swords, equipped with massive steel wings, they could fly in short bursts at high speed or rge on the ground to form a heavy tower shield, boasting high defense.
Created personally by Aiven after advancing to a Great Wizard, they were permanent [Activated Guards], each "Silver Knight" with power in no way inferior to a "Clockwork Man" Billiver, except for the unsolved intelligence defect.
Most crucially, the materials composing these "Silver Knights" genuinely contained a large amount of silver, truly a nesis to demon species like vampires.
Back then, two magic books were made simultaneously, and Aiven was in no way biased.
This is the power of wealth!
Clang! Clang! Clang!...
In the clear tallic resonance, the Silver Knights spread their steel wings, becoming streams of silver light surrounding the vampire. Courageously wielding their lances and giant swords, fearlessly charging at him, even if it ant taking a hit to create an opportunity for comrades.
Even a powerful Tier 3 vampire has never seen such a scene?
Bruch:...
Angie then lightly lifted her [Brass Toy Box] in hand.
Rustle rustle rustle...
One by one, small toy soldiers painted red and blue sprang out like rain from the box, transforming into three hundred normal human-sized tal soldiers upon landing.
Including cavalry, tank soldiers, firearms soldiers, and cannoneers, all types were present, along with so grenadiers added by Aiven.
Without even accounting a team of "Dongfeng Couriers" still in the box, this force was enough to withstand a fully-manned level 3 Battleship.
The two red and blue commanders drew their command saber, simultaneously issuing their orders:
"All artillery units, target directly ahead, fire!"
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!....
With ear-drumming, earth-shaking noise, the booming artillery fire shook the entire city.
Standing dumbstruck behind the array, the twin sisters slowly ca to their senses, glancing at each other, seeing an enviable gleam in each other's amber eyes:
"This sister... is so rich! I really want to beco soone like her!"
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