Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

Chapter 698 Hope Blooms From Here——Tiracifi

Heavy leaden clouds piled up, 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 exposed a little. The sky seen through the water droplets was particularly depressing. The rainstorms and winds that continued to ravage the world, and occasionally one or two blazing white lightning flashed, illuminating the world for a short time, and then there was a roaring thunder that could break the heart of a weak animal.

A tiny silver aircraft shuttled through the wind and rain, sometimes hidden in the thick clouds, and sometimes rushed out with water mist, deflecting the trajectory against the oblique rainstorm, and piercing into the heavy clouds again.

In the cabin, the violent sound of water droplets hitting each other was connected, like a permanent noise. Tilan observed the surrounding environment with a high concentration of mind, and from time to time assisted Celitia to avoid the huge lightning that appeared in it, and then used the special material of the fuselage to avoid the detection of the mechanical body on the water surface below.

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

Half an hour later, the aircraft 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 sky of the eye of the storm. There was a wellhead like a pillar that reached the sky, and below was the world sealed in it. Below the three people, the calm sea surface was shining with deep blue water light, like an indissoluble pigment, deeper and duller than the surrounding colors.

At this time, the aircraft turned around, plunged into the water, and rushed into the depths of the seabed.

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

One after another, the black swordfish-like mechanical bodies swam from all directions. Their dorsal fins were black and blue, and the scales on their abdomens were silvery 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, gathering and dispersing, and 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 fluctuations as bait to attract the various bionic mechanical bodies that gathered. The two continued to dive, following the guidance of Loloria in front, and went to 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 reached 2000 meters underwater, it was already a pitch-black world with no light. However, according to the information sent by Lololia in the headset, it was far from the end.

The three of them advanced in the dark underwater. The water pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and the speed of the three of them was getting slower and slower. When they reached 8000 meters under the sea, Tilan felt as if she was in a cage squeezed by steel. The terrifying water pressure was pressing on her body, and her lungs were compressed to the minimum. The air inside was almost squeezed out. If she did not have special talents and powers, even if she was a Sequence 7 extraordinary person, 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 it.

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

Fortunately, the three people's deep dive gradually reached the bottom of the sea and stopped diving.

The three people walked slowly along the seabed. There was a dark substance under the water that was not sure whether it was sea mud or other substances. It was probably the remnant of the war thousands of years ago. Occasionally, mechanical skeletons that had not been completely corroded could be seen. Some of them could barely be seen as human outlines. They were probably artificial angels who died in the war at that time.

They kept moving forward. There was only the sound of the three people swimming around. There were no living things here, and there was no light. It was like an abandoned world, just like this planet.

After about three hours, Loloria stopped. She looked around, her pupils projected a faint green light like a searchlight, scanning the surrounding environment.

"It should be nearby." 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 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 interference.

"Here?" Tilan put her hands together, and a silver-threaded sphere 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 water pressure from the outside, 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 barrier constructed by the crystal with her fingers, feeling its toughness and strength, which could actually support such a deep seabed.

Along the way, both of them consumed a lot of physical strength. I'm afraid that Lololia was a little more relaxed, just needing a little energy replenishment.

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

Tilan turned sideways and prepared to take a nap.

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

She tried to close her eyes and fall asleep, but the result was not good. At this time, she had to sit up and recover herself. Seeing her get up, Celitia on the opposite side also took a light step and landed gently beside the girl with the help of the gliding function attached to the wings behind her.

The two sat leaning against each other, and neither of them spoke at this time.

"I don't know if I can find Olivia." Celitia broke the silence.

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

...

It was another quiet time, and Tilan felt a little sleepy at this time.

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

"How can you say this kind of thing for sure? It depends on the specific situation and the person involved's thoughts." Tilan still answered with her eyes closed, feeling that she could sleep now.

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

"I see... I can understand her idea. 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 little 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 in the past six months that she really came into contact with the races and lives in those books. Unlike the few descriptions in the books, everyone here has their own stories and experiences.

If I could write them all down, there would probably be many wonderful and different stories. Looking at their tortuous lives, it was as if I had also experienced a long journey, and I felt a lot of emotion.

If all these people died in the disaster, the earth would definitely become boring and quiet in the future, just like the companions of the lively party all dispersed, leaving me alone to clean up the quiet room full of remnants, and I could only stare at the traces of the merriment and recall the lively warmth before.

"What about Tilan? What ideas do you have to save them?" Celitia occasionally wonders 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 power and desire. Many of her actions are more like public welfare work. She doesn't ask for much return from others, nor does she care much about reputation, so that others can promote her specifically.

"Me..." Tilan is almost asleep.

"Probably just habit and happiness..." She answered this question with a slight twitch of her lips, and she slowly fell asleep.

"Is it that simple?" Celitia still doesn't quite understand, because people like Tilan have never appeared in their observations. Whether for survival or power, the action trajectories of most leaders and strong men are actually predictable and traceable.

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

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

Looking at the hair on her fingers, Celitia rolled up her hair a little, and compared them with each other. The light silver hair and the delicate black hair in the palm of her hand were placed side by side. The colors were distinct, but the feel was somewhat similar. If there was really a difference, it was probably that Celitia's hair was a little stiffer and Tilan's hair was a little smoother. This difference was very subtle and required careful observation to compare.

After that, Celitia finally felt sleepy and fell asleep against the wall of the sphere.

…

Three hours later, Lololia woke up first. She was probably recharging herself and was in a good state of mind. She came to the two of them and touched them lightly with two fingers, making a crisp sound.

“Get up~”

Then the two woke up and sat up. Tilan felt in good spirits and Celitia was almost recovered.

“Let’s continue to search. I have a hunch that there will be results this time~” It is hard to imagine that as a model of rationality and machinery, the artificial angel would say such an illusory word as premonition.

However, Tilan was also accustomed to Lololia’s lively and agile personality. She did not feel surprised. The three of them came out of the resting sphere and shuttled through the seabed again.

The cold sea water kept both of them awake and focused.

Lololia descended from time to time on the way, using small compressed air bombs to clear the mud and debris on the seabed and look for clues, while Celitia and Tilan observed and searched above.

After repeated searches and failures, although they did not find Olivia, they did find some interesting gadgets from past eras, such as precious gems with roughly intact outlines, personality weapons that were not completely damaged, special armor made by new races in the past, and chips left in unknown creatures.

It was not until 4 hours later that, as Loloria blasted the underwater mud again, a clearly different outline of a giant battleship appeared in the three people's field of vision.

"This is... the battleship 'Song of Disaster'." Lololia hesitated for a few seconds and called out the name of the battleship.

"One of the 54 battleships we took when we attacked." She recalled the past.

"I thought they were all damaged, but I didn't expect to see another one here. But it seems that it should not be able to fly, but the remaining equipment on the battleship can still be used." Lololia 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 armor was cut off, revealing the passage inside. Lololia led the two people down from the passage and walked in this empty passage and room.

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

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

Finally, when Lololia burned through the gate deep inside the battleship with a lightsaber, the huge square space inside came into view. There were many artificial angels sleeping here. Their appearance and appearance were very similar to Lololia. They were all between 15 and 20 years old. They had mechanical wings on their backs and their bodies were made up of bright limb modules, which 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 they were 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 angels would not stop moving.

"Everyone..." Lololia swept her eyes and found many familiar faces, some of whom were her companions in the past, who participated in the expedition together and came to this planet.

While Loloria was in amazement, Tilan and Celitia's eyes were attracted by the remains in the deepest part of the hall. There stood a wind-eroded rock, and a special artificial angel with only a head and half a shoulder was nailed to the rock by the incomparably bright holy sword.

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

‘Hope blooms from here - Tirasifi’

Even after a thousand years, the 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 gold and silver sand flying around the sword body, like flickering fireflies.

This is a true holy object. Even though Tilan and Celitia have never seen a similar creation before, the power emerging from the sword is so clear and eye-catching, like a torch in the dark night, burning everything.

This is a divine object that was separated from the Sun Crown when it was perfect and at its peak, condensing its own power. It is a holy creation that can promote 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 trapped in a cage where time stopped. This weak balance was finally broken when the three people stepped into it.