Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva!.

Chapter 677 Conflict with the Slami Association

Without the small plane, the group's speed was still not slow. Loloria and Celitia were born with the ability to fly, and Tilan could use magic to weave wings. The one who had a little difficulty was Ores. Her magic level was indeed enough to perform, but after losing her memory, many of the spells she had learned in the past had to be relearned, including this kind of flying ability.

Barely maintaining their ice-blue wings, Orlais and Tilan held hands and moved forward in the sky. They finally arrived at the ruins before dark.

But someone has already arrived here.

There was a huge crescent-shaped pit on the ground formed by the explosion and collapse, which was full of rubble and blasted soil. Many broken mechanical fragments could be seen. Beside the huge pit stood more than a dozen long poles with searchlights hanging on them, and a small gray transport plane was parked next to it.

They are members of the Slami Association. They are wearing bulletproof vests and holding electromagnetic guns. They are guarding the ruins. It seems that some of them have gone underground.

After landing on the ground, Tilan did not approach immediately, but observed the surrounding area.

Have all the mechanical bodies in the ruins escaped? There are not many left here. She thought about it and looked at the people around her.

Loloria looked at the deep pit not far away with great interest, while Orles looked at her feet, trying to find a big stone to stand on. Celitia was very curious about the equipment of the Slami Association.

Everyone has a different focus. Tilan decided to contact the members of the Slami Association first.

……

"Stop, who are you?" Before the four people got close, the resident association members raised their guns to warn them.

"We heard that there are ruins here, and they have caused unrest among the mechanical bodies." Tilan wanted to explain the reason, but judging from the other party's attitude, it seemed that they were not welcome.

"Back off, don't come closer, or we will open fire." The other party didn't want to hear this at all.

Several people stopped, and Celitia looked at Tilan, wanting to ask her how to solve the problem.

This is a bit troublesome. These people from the Slami Association seem to regard this relic as their own property.

Just as Tilan was thinking about whether to break in directly or call Fran over to negotiate, gunshots and explosions were heard in the deep pit.

Several fully armed fighters retreated from the passage under the deep pit while shooting, and the silver metal mechanical mantis that forced them back was different from the common mechanical bodies. It had a graceful streamlined shape, and the alloy material it used was far superior to ordinary mechanical bodies. There was no trace of rust, and even bullets would not leave any marks on it, but would directly slide away and fly away.

There were constant clattering sounds, and close-range shots from several submachine guns created a lot of flying sparks, but these shots were basically useless. The mechanical mantis used its flexible limbs to jump and move in the tunnel, then quickly approached, and its sharp blade flashed, directly dismembering the combatant in front of it.

Then it’s time to attack again and rush to the next target.

The members of the Slami Association, who were at a disadvantage, had to retreat continuously until they reached the surface.

"Request support! Let the heavy firepower in the camp attack it!" one of the members shouted anxiously.

Soon, Tilan and others saw a square-shaped war machine rushing out of the temporary shed built by the Slami Association. Its lower body was similar to a tank, with a tracked chassis structure, and a rotatable semi-human structure on top. The mechanical arms on both sides held cannons, and as the internal fire control system adjusted, it began to aim at the mechanical mantis leaping out from below.

With a clang, one of the cannons fired, exploding directly on the ground, splashing mud ten meters high, followed by another shot.

This attack finally caused some damage to the mechanical mantis. At least the shock wave caused some damage to its internal precision electronic parts. Its subsequent movements and jumps were somewhat deformed and not as flexible as before.

"The shockproof structure is not good. It is probably because there is no separate module inside, but a hard bridge connection. This does not seem like a first-generation work." Loloria commented.

"But compared to those cheap copies out there, this one is pretty good."

Although its movements were not as agile as before, the mechanical mantis that rushed into the enemy camp still caused a lot of casualties. Faced with the mantis moving at close range, the war machine found it difficult to aim and keep up with the speed, so it changed its strategy and began to shoot with the two machine guns on its shoulders.

Dense bullets hit the mechanical mantis, some leaving scratches on the armor, and some falling into the mud behind it. Then the mechanical mantis began to approach the war machine and cut off the barrel with a sharp blade.

However, the subsequent battle was not so smooth. Although the mechanical mantis had cut off some external accessories, it had no good way to deal with the war machine that was as hard as a lump of iron. The sharp blades of its forelimbs were not enough to cut through the heavy and solid cast armor.

This armor, which is nearly half a meter thick, is like metal hydraulic concrete. If a sharp blade cuts into it, it will get stuck.

After several rounds, the war machine had no means of attack, but its remaining body was still difficult to destroy directly, which allowed the mechanical mantis to lock around it and gave the surrounding fighters a lot of opportunities to open fire.

Under the continuous shooting, its armor began to be damaged due to high temperature and metal fatigue, then the internal electronic components were exposed until they were destroyed and shut down.

Half an hour later, the members of the Slami Association breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the mechanical mantis completely motionless. When they looked around again, they found that Tilan and others had disappeared.

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In the passage of the underground ruins, the four people moved forward slowly, exploring the situation inside.

There are many traces of recent excavation here, and they were done by several waves of people. Some were dug with the most rudimentary hoes and shovels, some were dug with drills, and some were traces of blasting.

"Celitia, do you know much about the Mechanical Council?" Tilan asked the Silver Wing companion walking beside her.

"I know a lot." Celitia looked at Loloria who was exploring the way ahead.

"As Loloria said, we have been fighting against the Mechanical Council for a long time in the past."

"The main body of the Mechanical Council is artificial angels, and then there are a large number of vassal mechanical bodies. Unlike low-level mechanical bodies that only know how to execute orders, artificial angels have a lot of autonomy and are not completely controlled by codes and commands." Hearing this, Loloria snorted, but did not object.

"There are many remaining mechanical bodies on this planet today, but there are almost no artificial angels who can control, mobilize and command them."

"From what I understand, artificial angels are almost extinct. After all, they cannot reproduce naturally. If we want to create new artificial angels, the planet currently does not have the technical conditions to do so." Celitia said bluntly.

"Without the leadership of the artificial angels, the remaining machines became rigid and inflexible, which gave many species a chance to survive."

"Do you hate the Mechanical Council?" Tilan continued to ask.

"Hateful, because these guys are a bunch of lunatics, destroying civilization without a care in the world." Celitia said her inner thoughts.

"That's because you did bad things. It's obvious that what we are protecting is the true human civilization." Loloria was dissatisfied.

"What is real? Aren't we human?" Celitia retorted.

"Are we born to be slaves of native humans?" she spoke again.

"The original humans were greedy and selfish, trying to enjoy comfort forever, letting us do the work for them, and then using us as playthings for them to enjoy. In the end, they were exterminated. Isn't this what they deserve?"

"Stop trying to summon the spirits of dead things. It is inevitable that the original human race will be eliminated in this era, just like the countless animals that have been eliminated and extinct in nature."

"You!" Lololia was so angry that she turned to look at Tilan, wanting to teach her a lesson with her fists. "Stop first." Tilan stopped Lololia's violent tendencies and then spoke.

"It seems that I asked too sharp a question." She also understood how the new races in the past viewed the native humans.

In a sense, Celitia's ideas are understandable and are also a fact. The corruption and darkness of the Fifth Era caused the original humans to lose their justice and were replaced by many new races. They took over this sea of ​​stars with confidence and declared that they are the future of mankind.

However, what Tilan wanted to say was that although the resistance of the new race had a certain justice, their subsequent behavior was not much better. The original humans exploited and enslaved the new race they created, and within the new race there was also enslavement of the lower species by the higher species.

Another difference is that, after many historical revolutions, native humans have formed a certain consensus. At least they still respect the consensus that everyone is equal. They will not openly reverse history. Even if they do, they will only do it in private. No one dares to openly restore the feudal hierarchy.

But the new races are different. Perhaps they are accustomed to this hierarchical system that is easy to manage in the early days of their creation. Their structure is actually very similar to the ρ Mechanical Parliament, where a small number of superior species rule over a large number of inferior species without autonomous consciousness. A large number of inferior species generally have no freedom, and from birth to death, their thoughts and spirits are in a highly unified brainwashed state.

Only in this way can a large number of lower species with unified ideas support the Crown of the Sun. This feat cannot be accomplished by relying solely on a small number of higher species.

However, on this planet, perhaps it is because they have been away from the era of the Dark Sun for too long. Without the control and suppression of the Dark Sun, many new races that were once inferior species have also gained freedom and take it for granted.

The original humans in the past did make mistakes, but later on they slowly changed in the struggle between life and death, which led to the revival of the Sixth Era.

In response to Tilan's mediation, the two put aside their dispute for the time being, and were later diverted by the discoveries in the ruins.

"Found it, this must be the crashed spaceship." Loloria looked at the spaceship in front of her which was half buried in the rocks and soil.

The four people found it difficult to estimate the exact size of the spacecraft, but judging from the structure that was visible before their eyes, it was at least 300 meters long.

There were many corpses lying around here, including those of the Mouse-Eared Tribe, members of the Slami Society, and many mechanical wreckages.

"Shall we go in?" Celitia looked around and was somewhat reluctant to enter the spaceship. Perhaps it was because the Silver Wings were naturally repulsive and hostile to machinery.

"Is Celitia afraid?" Tilan blinked and didn't force her.

"If you feel uncomfortable, why don't you stay outside and give us some fresh air."

"This..." Although this option was good, she also wanted to know what was in the spaceship, whether it would threaten the safety of the Silver Wings, etc.

"I'd better go in. Now that I'm here, it would be regrettable if I stayed outside."

So the four of them crawled into the small hole and entered the interior of the spacecraft.

This place has a distinct Mechanical Parliament style. The passage is a standard hexagon, and there are magnetic tracks in the corners for the mechanical bodies shuttling inside to be adsorbed and moved.

Walking through the corridor, they saw that several rooms on the road had been opened. They were in a mess, many electronic devices had been dismantled, and there were traces of blood.

"It should be done by the Mouse-Eared Tribe when they were digging." Then they moved forward again.

A few minutes later, several people were stopped outside a closed gate. There were traces of fighting here. It seemed that someone had tried before but still failed to open it.

"Let me try~" Loloria volunteered, while Ores touched the silver stool beside her and wanted to sit on it to try.

Then Loloria stepped forward, stretched out her right hand, and a high-temperature flame spurted out from her palm, melting and cutting the closed door.

Not long after, the door was pierced and collapsed, revealing the dark passage inside.

A ball of light passed through the passage, illuminating the facilities on both sides, and finally stopped in front of the circular valve cabin on the inside.

"That should be where the superluminal drive engine is located." Tilan jumped into the passage, tapped his toes, and approached quickly.

However, at this time, spots of light appeared on the walls on both sides, and then dazzling lasers shot out at each other, dividing the entire passage.

If an ordinary person faced such a trap, he would probably be burned into pieces on the spot. However, the black-haired girl calmly disappeared and then reappeared in front of the three people.

"There is energy here to set up traps." Tilan complained a little.

"I'll do it." Celitia also wanted to show off, so Tilan made way.

She put her hands together, a silver light shone between her brows, and soon a faint halo appeared above her head, followed by a mercury sword held in her palm.

Faced with the channel full of lasers, Celitia did not rush forward directly. Instead, she infused magic power and threw the mercury sword, refracting various lasers along the way and constantly flipping it, allowing the lasers to burn various structures in the channel and finally causing them to self-destruct.

Finally, the sporadic lasers were also stopped as the mercury sword pierced the triggering port, and the entire passage became dark again.

"That's all." There was a hint of pride in her golden eyes, and then she invited Tilan to go in with her. As for Loloria, she was naturally ignored by her.

The two entered the passage in front, followed by Loloria and Ores. Soon the four of them stopped in front of the engine compartment. After Loloria inserted the interface to decipher and unlock it, the hatch opened, revealing the most core facilities inside.

A dim emerald ball of light floated in the transparent glass ball. From time to time, electric light flashed on the surface of the glass ball, bringing some light.

When the four people came here, they could feel the special ripples emanating from the light ball. It swayed the surrounding space. Although it did not break it, it made the surrounding space structure unstable and fragile.

It is conceivable that if it were in its heyday, such an engine should be able to break through space and perform ultra-long-distance jumps.

"No wonder they are all so anxious and eager. This is indeed an extremely rare complete engine." Celitia stared at the emerald ball of light dancing in front of her.

"Can we use it to leave this planet?" Tilan asked Loloria.

"It's theoretically feasible, but in reality, there are probably many problems." Loloria was not optimistic, because in her eyes, such an engine was still too simple and was not enough to support navigation across the star field. At most, it could only fly out of the star system in front of it.

Just as the four were discussing how to use this treasure, hurried footsteps were heard outside, mixed with the sound of mechanical transmission.

Soon, groups of reinforcements from the Slami Association arrived. They wore uniform white uniforms and held special electromagnetic rifles. They also had some floating drones at their sides to assist them, constantly scanning the surrounding environment.

"Get out of the engine room, you reckless fellows."

When the fighters were in position, a man wearing brown sunglasses came over with his hands behind his back. Beside him were two powerful warriors in mechanical power armor. Judging from their neat and clean clothes, they must have just arrived.

"I am the executive officer of the Slami Association, Seldon. Everything here will be taken over by our Slami Association."

His voice was firm and unquestionable, and then teams of soldiers rushed into the engine compartment, pointing their electromagnetic rifles at the four people.

(End of this chapter)