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

Chapter 678 Internal War of the Mechanical Cluster

Looking at the nearly twenty soldiers around him holding electromagnetic guns, Tilan raised his right hand.

"Can you please put down your guns? We mean no harm." Although she was not afraid of these guns, if a fight broke out, there would probably be endless trouble afterwards.

"Hmph." After seeing the appearance of the four people clearly, although Shedon's expression did not change, his hostility was not as strong as before.

"Put down your guns? Get out of the engine compartment first." He asked the surrounding soldiers to make way. It was unclear whether he did this out of kindness or simply because he didn't want to damage this extremely precious engine in a fight.

The four people walked out slowly under the aim of guns. Among them, Loloria looked indifferent, Ores was a little confused, and Celitia was a little wary and didn't trust the members of the Slami Association.

After the four people completely walked out of the engine room, Shedon immediately ordered people to seal off the place and block the entrance to prevent the four people from returning to the engine room again. Only then did he have some leisure time to talk to the four people.

"Since you are sensible, I will not hold you responsible this time. Thank the rules set by the Slami Association. If it were any other organization, you would all be silenced." He said arrogantly.

"Can it be assumed that you want to occupy this relic and spaceship?" Tilan asked, stroking the hair beside her ear.

"Your words are quite aggressive and dissatisfied, girl." He glanced at Tilan. Although he was surprised by the girl's appearance, he also felt hostility.

"You are so beautiful, you must be the descendant of some special race, haha." It seems that in his eyes, those races that only rely on innate advantages to become strong are despicable.

"Yes, this place did not originally belong to us, but since you said it is a relic, it naturally does not belong to anyone."

"You want to use such a clumsy logic to attack me, that whoever finds it first gets it. It's just laughable."

"We, the Slami Association, have enough knowledge, personnel, and strength to complete the development of the entire ruins and use it for the revival of this world. It is our mission to master it, not to hand it over to you ignorant races." He seemed to have no good feelings towards all the new races.

What a stern tone, Tilan thought.

"Aren't your members also from various new races? Why are you so hostile to us?" Tilan didn't understand.

"Oh, this is a question I'd really like to answer." If it was any other question, Seldon would probably have just kicked the person out.

He put his hands behind his back and walked slowly in the aisle.

"What do you think the same kind are? The same or similar genes? This is actually a very animalistic concept, especially since the Fifth Era, when genetic modifications have emerged one after another and bloodlines do not have any sacredness. You and I can change the genetic sequence of our offspring at will, but this does not affect the fact that they are my heirs."

"We in the Slami Association have always valued common cognition and the same great ideals, rather than the so-called genetic bloodline. An alliance built on knowledge and consensus is far superior to your narrow bloodline and race theories." To Tilan's surprise, the other party actually came up with a set of advanced theories.

No wonder the Slami Association in the southern continent is far stronger than the various ethnic settlements in the northern continent. With this consensus theory, they can easily accommodate various different races. In addition, in the eyes of the hybridization of various new races over the past hundreds of years, many people's blood talents are not actually obvious, and they cannot enjoy the bonus of blood talents at all. Instead, they are limited by their racial identity.

The concept of the Sri Lankan Association has undoubtedly broken down many barriers, united more members, and is also very conducive to future expansion.

According to Fran's narration and recollection, the Sri Lankan Association has now popularized basic education and has a complete talent training program and pension plan. This structure has enabled the Sri Lankan Association to continuously expand its personnel strength, so that it has enough capacity to carry out cross-ocean voyages and travel.

If they were given another hundred years, they might be able to unify the planet and then gradually restore technology.

"Is that so..." Tilan thought about it and did not argue with the other party. Instead, she obeyed the other party's opinion and left the ruins.

"You really don't want that engine? Even though it's difficult to use for interstellar travel, it's good for research." Loloria said with some regret.

"You said we can't sail far." Tilan shook her head.

"Even if we use it for research, our camp doesn't have the basic conditions, whether it's a laboratory, equipment, or relevant personnel." If the Slami Association can really research something, she will come and ask them then. As a singer who grew up in the Rose Federation, she still has a lot of bargaining chips to exchange with the other party.

Loloria didn't understand why Tilan suddenly gave up, Ores was so stupid that she didn't understand at all, and Celitia felt a little regretful. In fact, she wanted to see what the effect of such an engine would be.

Speaking of spaceships, the Silver Wings actually have them too, but they are also unable to fly away from the planet. Other races don't know this secret at all, and even within the Slami Association there are only some guesses and speculations.

After leaving the ruins, the four planned to rest overnight nearby and then go back tomorrow.

At night, Tilan sat by the campfire with a thin blanket under her, Ores was sleeping soundly on her thighs, Loloria was sitting on the tree canopy with her eyes closed and dozing, and only Celitia was still awake.

"Tilan." She called the girl's name softly, causing her to look up from her memories.

"What's wrong, Celitia?" She looked at the winged companion across from her curiously.

I have to say that Celitia really fits the image of an angel very well. The wings behind her are white, and her character is both strong and gentle. During this time, she helped Tilan deal with many affairs in the camp.

"What do you think of different races?" She hugged her knees and rested her chin on them.

"Me..." Tilan stroked Orlais' hair and recalled.

"Maybe they are just different individuals swept up by the times." She couldn't say that she particularly loved a certain group, nor could she say that she completely hated it.

Celitia had some different ideas about this answer, so she continued to ask.

"If you have two different guys under you, say A and B, one of them is very smart and does things very quickly, but the other is very stupid and does many things poorly and slowly, and also messes up some things."

"Will you pay them equally?" Celitia asked.

"I see. I should give more rewards to those who do a good job. This is what he deserves."

"But if we do this, the dumber one will be very sad. What will you do?" Celitia continued to ask.

"I will try to teach him, so that he can keep up and complete the simpler tasks." As if anticipating what Celitia would ask, Tilan continued.

"If he can't learn this, it's probably due to his natural factors. I will try to comfort him and tell him not to be sad."

"Consolation will eventually come to an end." Celitia thought.

"He will have to face the facts in the end."

"How will Celitia respond?" Tilan was curious about her thoughts.

"I..." Celitia thought about it and did not answer immediately.

"I haven't thought about it yet." In fact, she had a vague answer in her heart, but she didn't say it out loud at the moment.

Tilan was aware of Celitia's hesitation, but did not expose it. As a singer, she had seen too many people who said one thing and meant another. Not all of them had bad intentions, but they all had their own reasons, or they were afraid of hurting each other by speaking too bluntly.

The two skipped this topic and turned to the Slami Association they met today. "It seems that they should have a complete industry that can equip soldiers on a large scale and produce advanced aircraft and armored vehicles." Tilan thought about the scene he saw during the day.

"Those power armors are indeed more advanced." Celitia nodded.

"Normal bullets and explosions cannot penetrate it, and it can resist the attacks of mechanical bodies at close range."

The two were discussing the production line of electromagnetic weapons and the possibility of building it in the camp in the future. At this time, a flash of light appeared in the sky, followed by an explosion in the distance.

"That is..." Tilan saw that it was the direction of the ruins.

"There was a battle over there in the ruins." Loloria, who had been dormant in the tree canopy, jumped down, and air spurted out from the soles of her feet and the hem of her skirt, floating in the air.

"It looks like the mechanical cluster has returned." Her optical radar can see very far.

"Are we going over there, Tilan?" Loloria was eager to try.

"You go over first and try to control those mechanical bodies." Tilan nodded.

"OK, received the order, the Meliancast system is activated!" Loloria's figure rose up and flew quickly towards the ruins, turning into a flash of light in a few seconds.

"She's so fast." Celitia was surprised.

"Of course, it's an artificial angel after all." Speaking of angels, Tilan looked at the wings behind Celitia, and suddenly wondered which one of Celitia and Loloria flew faster.

"Let's go over too." Tilan lifted Ores from her knees and led the still confused Ores into the air.

The three flew to the scene of the incident.

The members of the Slami Association stationed here are fighting with the swarming mechanical bodies. Several machine guns are fired continuously, sweeping the moving mechanical bodies in sight. Several tracked mecha vehicles are also deployed in the position, continuously firing in support.

In the night sky, sporadic red dots flickered, and mechanical cockroaches circled and dived, shooting out fiery red spikes, killing members of the ground positions, but they were quickly shot down by the anti-aircraft guns in the positions and fell to the ground.

During the battle, a large number of mechanical bodies swarmed forward, forcing the Slami Association members on the front line to engage in close combat. However, flesh and steel were obviously more difficult to fight against. Except for a few members equipped with power armor who held on, many ordinary combat members were knocked down.

In the chaos, Shedon led some personnel to transport the disassembled engine core out of the ground and move it to where the aircraft was parked. On the way, many mechanical bodies rushed over to attack, making it difficult for them to move.

At this moment, a flash of fire came rapidly from far away. Loloria directly knocked away the various machines blocking the way. The jets from her legs and back slowed her body down and made it float in the air. Then invisible electronic pulses spread and temporarily paralyzed all the mechanical bodies in the field.

At this time, the frightened members of the Slami Association saw Lololia in the air and recognized her as the member who was with Tilan just now.

"Are you the 'artificial angel'?" Seldon said the legendary name with some disbelief.

"Yes, I am the artificial angel Lololia. I came to help you because of Tilan's order." While talking to these people, various data flashed in Lololia's emerald eyes. She began to connect with these mechanical bodies on the ground and tried to input commands to control them.

"Thank you." Although he didn't know why the other party wanted to help him, Seldon didn't think too much about it at this time. He turned around and asked someone to push the dismantled jump engine to the aircraft.

Seeing that the other party ignored her at this time, Loloria was a little angry, but she had more important things to do.

The process of connecting and controlling these mechanical bodies was not smooth. Loloria tried various keys and commands, but these mechanical bodies did not respond. Some of them even started firing at her after recovering from paralysis.

The bullets hit her body, making crisp sounds. Although it didn't hurt, Loloria felt sorry for the clothes that Tilan made for her. It would be bad if they were damaged.

She moved quickly again, hovering in the sky, avoiding various bullets and monitoring the direction of the Slami Association members below.

Unfortunately, after several minutes of trying, she was still unable to control these mechanical objects on the ground, and then the aircraft carrying the members of the Slami Association gradually took off.

At this time, Tilan and Celitia arrived at the scene. Looking at the aircraft spewing flames and rising continuously, several people looked at Tilan, and seeing that she had no intention of taking action, they had to give up.

The aircraft spewed out blue transparent flames in the air and began to accelerate continuously, soon turning into a small dot in the sky. Just when everyone thought that this adventure and encounter was over, a deep red ion beam descended from the sky and directly penetrated the speeding aircraft, piercing it.

The damaged aircraft fell from the sky with thick smoke, crashed to the ground, and exploded into fragments of sparks.

Tilan and others turned their eyes to the sky in the night, and a hazy outline slowly appeared. When Loloria approached quickly and shone the projected light, everyone could see clearly what it was.

The mechanical body suspended in the air was like a giant crab, covered in solid riveted armor. It was not flying very fast. As it approached, it opened the belly compartment, and many mechanical bodies like dragonflies flew out sideways, then approached with a buzzing sound.

There are hundreds and thousands of them, spread all over the night sky, like twinkling crimson meteors.

Then these dragonflies swooped over the ground, and their attached hollow particle cannons swept the various remaining mechanical bodies on the ground, breaking them into pieces. Faced with the attack of these dragonflies, the remaining mechanical bodies on the ground also rapidly changed their formation. They gathered at the location of the ruins, connected together, and pointed their strongest armor to the sky. Then many mechanical bodies drilled into the ground, as if preparing to return to the spacecraft.

Faced with such resistance, the huge crab-shaped aircraft carrier in the night sky shot out two thick streams of crimson ions, directly burning through the mechanical bodies on the ground, and sent hovering mechanical dragonflies to continuously fire and attack the scattered mechanical bodies.

In this way, a large number of mechanical bodies on the ground were destroyed, and finally a crab-shaped aircraft carrier arrived above the remains of the spacecraft, and dropped heavy bombs one after another, like heavy rocks smashing into the sea, lifting the entire land.

This was the first time that Tilan saw a mechanical cluster use bombs, and the effect was terrifying. The land within a radius of one kilometer was lifted up, and the spaceship that was originally buried underground was directly blown out and exposed.

"It's going to..." Tilan suddenly realized something and prepared to step forward.

Then, a deep red jet as bright as a pillar was seen falling from the sky, directly piercing through the spaceship underground, burning and destroying the entire spaceship. The overflowing high-temperature heat wave spread, giving people a feeling of suffocation.

The deep red beam of light slanted through the atmosphere, illuminating the night sky for dozens of miles. It also briefly illuminated the huge crab-like aircraft carrier in the night sky, among which the letters and words of the Mechanical Parliament were so eye-catching.

After more than ten seconds, the beam of light stopped, and many mechanical dragonflies with flashing red light flew by, quickly cleaning the ground before destroying the mechanical bodies.

At this time, Tilan could see the two parties fighting on the ground. They were obviously mechanical bodies. One of them suddenly swooped down and held down the swooping mechanical dragonfly. Then it kept cutting with its side blades, destroying the dragonfly's wings and limbs. Finally, both of them died in the self-explosion.

"Why are they fighting against each other..." Tilan didn't understand.

Could it be that hundreds of years ago, there was a serious internal conflict among the members of the Mechanical Council on this planet, and they even became mortal enemies? This could also explain why each of Loloria's takeovers was always unsuccessful, because both parties had already exchanged keys and permissions to prevent the opponent from interfering with and controlling their own mechanical bodies.

"Let's go, Tilan." Celitia flapped her wings and landed beside her.

"Look over there." Following Celitia's finger, Tilan saw two other crab-shaped aircraft carriers gradually approaching in the distant night sky. They were carrying thousands of flying mechanical dragonflies. The letters and codes on the aircraft carriers were almost the same as the one in front of him.

At this time, the spacecraft in the underground ruins had already been burned into useless wreckage, and it was useless to stay there any longer.

"Come on, Tilan. I will tell you why these machines are engaged in a civil war and the true situation of this planet today." Celitia pulled Tilan up and they gradually moved away from the battlefield like tiny points of light.

(End of this chapter)