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Chapter 698: Hope Blooms From Here - Tirasifi

Heavy leaden clouds accumulated, and the cold sea water below rose and fell from time to time. The water waves swayed in front of the camera, sometimes submerged, and sometimes revealed a little. The sky seen through the water droplets was particularly depressing. The heavy rain and strong winds ravaged the world. Occasionally, one or two white lightning flashed, illuminating the world briefly, and then there was a roaring thunder that could shatter the heart of a weak animal.

A tiny silver aircraft flew through the strong wind and heavy rain, sometimes disappearing in the thick clouds, sometimes rushing out with water mist, deflecting its trajectory towards the slanting rainstorm, and then plunging into the thick clouds again.

Inside the cabin, the violent sound of water droplets hitting each other was continuous, like a permanent noise. Tilan observed the surrounding environment with great concentration, occasionally helping Celitia to avoid the huge lightning that suddenly appeared in the cabin, and then used the special material of the fuselage to avoid detection by the mechanical body on the water below.

Next to the aircraft, Loloria's figure occasionally appeared. Her flying trajectory did not overlap with the plane the two were riding. Sometimes they separated, sometimes they gathered and intertwined with each other.

After half an hour, the plane finally rushed into the center of the eye of the storm. It suddenly became bright and sunny. The blue sky was at the top of the eye of the storm, like the wellhead of a pillar that reaches the sky, and below it was the world sealed in it. Below the three people, the calm sea surface was shimmering with deep blue light, like an indissoluble pigment, deeper and duller than the surrounding colors.

At this time, the aircraft changed direction, plunged into the water, and rushed into the deep seabed.

As soon as they entered the seabed, red indicator lights appeared on the various monitoring devices suspended underwater, and then began to flash. Explosions sounded one after another, and rapid signals spread outward.

Black swordfish-like mechanical bodies swam from all directions. Their dorsal fins were black and blue, and the scales on their bellies were silver-white. These swordfish swam very fast, and their long mouths were as sharp and serrated as sword blades, flashing silver light in the dark sea, like thousands of fireflies gathering together, sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing, quickly searching every corner.

The two people in the aircraft quickly got out of it after entering the water, using the aircraft with violent bubbles and waves as bait to attract the various bionic mechanical bodies that had gathered. The two continued to dive, following the guidance of Loloria in front, and headed towards the deepest and darkest place under the water.

50 meters...

100 meters...

300 meters...

600 meters...

1000 meters...

The water pressure was getting higher and higher, and even the two extraordinary people began to feel a little uncomfortable, but this was obviously not the end.

When the depth reaches 2000 meters underwater, it is already an extremely dark world without any light. However, according to the information transmitted by Loloria in the headphones, this is far from the end.

The three of them advanced in the extremely dark underwater. The water pressure was getting greater and greater, and their speed was getting slower and slower. When they reached 8000 meters below the sea, Tilan felt as if she was in a cage squeezed by steel. The horrible water pressure was pressing on her body, and her lungs were compressed to the minimum, with almost all the air inside squeezed out. If she did not have special talents and powers, even if she was a Sequence 7 transcendent, she would not be far from death in such an environment.

At this time, Tilan unconsciously shifted her attention to Celitia not far away to see how she solved the problem.

This Silver Wing genius held a small silver ball in his hands. There were strands of silver veins flowing through the ball, which continued to spread outwards, reducing the impact of the water pressure. Even at a depth of 8000 meters, Celitia only had to face water pressure of about 3000 meters, and would not collapse.

Fortunately, the three people's deep dive gradually reached the bottom of the sea and no longer continued to dive.

The three of them walked slowly along the seabed. Under the water, there was dark material that was probably sea mud or something else. It was probably a relic of the war thousands of years ago. Occasionally, they could see mechanical skeletons that had not been completely corroded. Some of them could barely be seen as human outlines, probably the artificial angels that died in the battle.

They kept moving forward, surrounded only by the sound of three people swimming in the water. There were no living creatures and no light at all. It seemed like an abandoned world, just like this planet.

About three hours later, Loloria stopped. She looked around, her pupils emitting a faint green light like searchlights, scanning the surrounding environment.

"It should be around here." She felt something, but it was not obvious.

If there was no artificial angel leading the way, even if Celitia came, it would probably take her ten years to find the key location. After all, this place is far away from the outside world and there are all kinds of mud and debris interfering.

"Here?" Tilan put her hands together, and a sphere with silver thread patterns slowly spread out, wrapping the three people. Then the silver threads on the surface of the sphere spread out, forming a transparent and flawless crystal barrier, isolating the external water pressure, and then draining the water in the sphere. The three finally got a small space to rest.

Celitia was quite curious about this, and touched the crystal barrier with her fingers, feeling its toughness and strength, which could actually support it at such a deep seabed.

Both of them consumed a lot of physical strength along the way. I'm afraid that Loloria is the one who is more relaxed and just needs a little energy replenishment.

In order to be in good condition for subsequent actions, the three decided to rest for a few hours and lie down in the sphere.

Tilan turned sideways, ready to take a nap.

However, the environment here was too quiet. She could even clearly hear the sound of her own heartbeat and pulse. Celitia on the other side was in a similar situation. Although she was a little tired, it was not easy for her to fall asleep.

She tried to close her eyes and fall asleep, but the result was not good. She had to sit up and recover herself. Seeing her get up, Celitia on the opposite side also took light steps and used the gliding function of the wings behind her to gently land beside the girl.

The two of them sat leaning against each other, neither of them speaking.

"I wonder if we can find Olivia." Celitia said, breaking the silence.

"We have to try." Tilan answered with her eyes closed.

……

There was another period of silence, and Tilan felt a little sleepy.

"Tilan, do you think helping other races is necessary or unnecessary?" Celitia's question was a little special.

“It’s hard to say for sure about this kind of thing. It depends on the specific situation and the opinions of the parties involved.” Tilan still answered with her eyes closed, feeling that she could sleep now.

"This time I went back to ask the city lord for reinforcements, and she scolded me." Celitia wouldn't be particularly sad if it was just a scolding, but the other party's words actually shook her long-held views.

“I see… I can understand her thoughts. After all, it’s not a matter of life and death for you Silver Wings, so naturally you have no obligation to help.” Tilan answered half asleep.

Looking at the sleepy girl leaning on her shoulder, Celitia carefully moved her to her knees and then leaned against the wall. "It's not necessary, but it's still a bit sad. Maybe it's because I'm still young..." Celitia answered while stroking Tilan's hair.

She learned a lot of knowledge in the library, but it was only in the past six months that she came into actual contact with the races and lives described in the books. Unlike the brief descriptions in the books, everyone here has his or her own story and experience.

If I could write them all down, there would probably be many wonderful and different stories. Looking at their ups and downs in life, I would feel as if I had also experienced a long journey, and I would feel a lot of emotion in my heart.

If all these people died in the disaster, the earth will surely become boring and quiet in the future, just like when all the companions at a lively party disperse, leaving you alone to clean up the quiet room full of remnants, and you can only stare in a daze at the traces of the joyousness, recalling the liveliness and warmth before.

"What about Tilan? What ideas do you have in mind to save them?" Celitia would occasionally be curious about this question.

Unlike people of other races and forces, Tilan is not a particularly ambitious or desireful leader. She sits in this position for her own desire for power. Many of her actions are more like public welfare work. She does not ask for much in return from others, nor does she care much about reputation and let others promote her.

"Me..." Tilan was almost asleep.

"It's probably just a habit and happiness..." She answered the question with a slight movement of her lips, and then she slowly fell asleep.

"Is it that simple?" Celitia still didn't quite understand, because people like Tilan had never appeared in their observations. Whether for survival or power, the actions of most leaders and strong people were actually predictable and traceable.

If Celitia had asked Tilan this question when she was in high school, the girl would probably have hesitated for a long time and couldn't figure out the answer, but at this time, Tilan had roughly sorted out her own nature and essence, so even unconsciously, she could speak frankly about her thoughts without the confusion and hesitation of the past.

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Unable to figure out the answer for the moment, Celitia just touched Tilan's delicate long hair. Although it was black hair, the actual hair color of humans is not pure black, but has a certain grayscale. The color contrast is not abrupt and clear. The scattered hair is like the shadow lines applied when painting, with a kind of looming beauty.

Looking at the hair that was stretched out on her fingers, Celitia lifted her hair a little. Comparing them, the light silver hair and the delicate black hair in her palm were placed side by side. The colors were distinct, but the feel was somewhat similar. If there was any difference, it was probably that Celitia's hair was a little bit stiffer, while Tilan's hair was a little bit smoother. This difference was very subtle and required careful observation to compare.

Finally, Celitia felt sleepy and she leaned against the wall and slowly fell asleep.

……

Three hours later, Loloria was the first to wake up. She had probably finished recharging herself, and was in a good state of mind. She came to the two of them and lightly touched their two fingers, making a crisp sound.

"Get up~"

The two woke up and sat up. Tilan felt pretty good, and Celitia had almost recovered.

"Let's keep searching. I have a feeling there will be results this time~" It is hard to imagine that an artificial angel, a paragon of rationality and machinery, would utter such an ethereal word as a premonition.

However, Tilan was used to Loloria's lively and agile personality and did not feel surprised. The three of them came out of the resting sphere and shuttled through the seabed again.

The cold water kept both of them awake and focused.

Loloria would descend from time to time during the journey, using small compressed air bombs to clear the mud and debris on the seabed, looking for clues, while Celitia and Tilan would observe and search from above.

After searching and failing again and again, although Olivia was not found, some interesting gadgets from past eras were found, such as precious gems whose outlines remained roughly intact, personality weapons that had not been completely damaged, special armor made by new races in the past, and chips remaining in the bodies of unknown creatures.

It was not until four hours later that, as Loloria once again blasted away the underwater mud, the outline of a clearly different giant battleship appeared in the three people's vision.

"This is... the battleship 'Song of Disaster'." After hesitating for a few seconds, Loloria called out the name of the battleship.

"We were on one of the 54 warships when we attacked," she recalled.

"I thought they were all damaged, but I didn't expect to see another one here. However, it looks like it can't fly anymore, but the remaining equipment on the battleship can still be used." Loloria circled around the battleship buried under the water, then found a place and began to cut with the lightsaber extended from her arm.

More than ten seconds later, a square piece of armor was cut off, revealing the passage inside. Loloria led the two of them down from the passage and walked in the empty passage and room.

The facilities here are obviously much more advanced, with various high-tech composite materials and special alloys that are extremely strong. Even after being soaked in water for so many years, they are still smooth and undamaged.

Shuttled inside the battleship, the three continued to approach the deepest part. At this time, even Tilan and Celitia began to sense a special fluctuation. Although they could not analyze and decode it, they could also sense the special frequency.

Finally, when Loloria used her lightsaber to burn through the door deep inside the battleship, the huge square space inside came into view. Here, many artificial angels were densely packed and sleeping. Their faces and appearances were very similar to Loloria. They were all between 15 and 20 years old, with mechanical wings on their backs. Their bodies were made up of bright limb modules, and were very similar to human body shapes.

Some of these artificial angels were hanging on the wall, some were standing in the corner, and some were kneeling beside the aisle. They were all motionless, as if dead, but they had no wounds on their bodies. This situation was particularly strange and special for the mechanical artificial angels. Logically speaking, unless the core was destroyed, as long as the energy was still there, the artificial angel would not stop its activities.

"Everyone..." Loloria looked around and found many familiar faces, some of whom were her companions from the past who had participated in the expedition and came to this planet together.

While Loloria was in amazement, Tilan and Celitia's eyes were drawn to the remains in the deepest part of the hall. There stood wind-eroded rocks, and a special artificial angel with only a head and half a shoulder was nailed to the rock by an extremely bright holy sword that pierced its eye sockets.

The hair with a gradient from orange to purple hung down, covering most of the face. The exposed sword blade was straight, and there were patterns outlined by gold and silver threads on the snow-white ivory blade. The wings were intertwined, like vines, surrounding the flowing artistic letters in the center.

"Hope blooms from here - Tirasifi"

Even after a thousand years, this holy sword still contains ripples that slow down time and space. The air and everything around it seem to be still, with only a few granular golden and silver sands flying around the sword like twinkling fireflies.

This was a true holy object. Even though Tilan and Celitia had never seen anything like it before, the power that emerged from the sword was so clear and eye-catching, like a torch in the dark night, burning everything.

This is a divine object that was separated when the Sun Crown was complete and at its peak, condensing its own power. It is a holy creation that can elevate mortals to the top of Sequence 9 and a weapon that can kill gods.

The sanctuary it condensed sealed all the artificial angels present, as if they were trapped in a cage where time stood still. This fragile balance was finally broken when three people stepped into it.

(End of this chapter)