Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

"What is the meaning of life?"

"The meaning of life is to continue."

"Continue what?"

"Our 64 personality matrices will ensure the continuation of human civilization, which is freedom, struggle, pioneering, progress, justice, wisdom, unity, and the miracle of faith shining in the galaxy. We will uphold it."

"I swear to eliminate the fallen races in the 258.4 billion star systems in the Milky Way and eliminate the mistakes of past history, from the bottom of the Pacific Ocean to the northernmost nebula of Centaurus."

"Give the stars to burn Fire."

"Give me the spear that pierces the sub-air."

"Give me the sound of the bell."

"Following this oath, the 17th Mechanical Council is established. We will use the chapter of steel strings to cleanse the sea of ​​stars and use the broken mechanical wings to protect the last fire of mankind."

"Until the fire of the galactic heart is extinguished."

"Until the electromagnet stops rotating."

"Until all impure species perish."

Lay upon layer of mechanical figures cover the sky. They are tens of millions, singing in unison. The silver-white steel wings reflect the brilliance, making the night like day and the cold wind like the blazing sun.

Pairs of electronic eyes as transparent as gems open, and the light in them flows. All voices and wills are consistent and synchronized at this moment.

The body cast by steel alloy shows the beauty of aerodynamic curves and the high efficiency and uniformity of industrialization.

Billions of mechanical synthesized voices, all in one, those glass-like pupils are not as rigid as traditional mechanical AI, but full of boiling fighting will, like flames hidden in them, swaying endlessly.

On that day, among the endless silver-white wings, a brand new sun slowly rose.

With neat and dense lines, the phantom of the holy crown gradually condensed and turned into substance.

In the center of the extremely complex branding pattern, a hazy consciousness is slowly taking shape, which relies on the consciousness of all mechanical bodies to condense and refine their overall spirit.

At this moment, all mechanical bodies are connected to this magnificent network. They are one, and also ten thousand, and all are the same.

[Mechanical Sun·Soft] was born on this day, and the ripples of the Sea of ​​Ejeka it caused instantly spread to the entire star sea, and were sensed by all other dark suns.

It was destined to be a traitor in the dark sun, to bury all the apostles of the dark sun, and to be a martyr who would eventually self-destruct. From the moment of its birth until it was completely torn apart and destroyed 245 years later, the battle never stopped.

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In the hall that had been silent for a thousand years, the sleeping mechanical bodies opened their bright red eyes one by one, and their hearts that had stopped for a long time began to beat again. The Aigeka particles in the air were sucked in again, and then entered the extremely complex artificial heart, ignited and detonated, and transformed into abundant energy to spread the rusted body.

Kakaka...

The sound of metal friction and air jets rang throughout the hall, and because of the long period of stillness, these artificial angels were like twisted puppets, twisting unnaturally and making strange noises.

At this moment, Tilan and Celitia retreated rapidly. Their figures seemed like flowing light, shuttling through the complex warship until they rushed out of the wreckage-like warship and were washed by the dark and cold sea water.

This is not over yet. The two of them rushed to the sea surface almost without stopping. This is different from descending to the bottom of the sea. The speed is nearly ten times faster than when they came, and they are still pushing forward with all their strength.

One minute later, two water lights suddenly exploded on the sea surface and then rushed into the sky.

And soon after they rushed out, silver-gray figures also jumped out of the sea like flying fish, soaring straight up to the blue sky.

The gorgeous particle beams penetrated the atmosphere, leaving residual spots along the flight trajectory of the two.

Although most of them are artificial angels of sequence 7 like Loloria, their behavior is far less flexible and changeable than the other party, and their attack methods are also extremely single, as if they have lost their souls. Such a scene makes it impossible for Tilan to explain and reconcile even if she wants to.

Since these artificial angels flew out, lightning and thunder came from the storm more and more violently, and just as Tilan and Celitia kept dodging the densely chasing shooting beams behind them, a giant floating battleship penetrated the spiral cloud layer of the eye of the storm and came to the central Eden area.

Water continued to flow down the rusty warships, and the mottled turrets on them turned and rotated, constantly adjusting the firing angle, aiming at the two small figures moving in the air.

Half a minute later, a magnificent beam of light nearly ten meters wide shot across the sky, breaking a gap in the eye of the storm.

The airflow began to become turbulent, and a large amount of water vapor was engulfed into the calm eye of the storm. Tilan flew in the strong wind, with a silver light appearing between her eyebrows, and the silver holy sword slowly appeared in her palm.

On the other side, Celitia flew into the air and turned at high speed. Her snow-white wings passed through the golden light, and a few golden lines flashed by. Then her amber eyes shone with brilliance, and a bright beam of light shone down from the top of the sky, covering her body.

The golden hemispherical barrier unfolded, separating the particle beams that kept shooting and impacting. Then, a second pair of wings gradually expanded and grew from her back. When they were fully grown, a faint halo covered the surface of Celitia's body. This seemingly thin halo easily blocked the scattered shooting.

Then she grasped a light gun condensed by the magic power of the angel sequence, shot it back, penetrated several artificial angels that were soaring, and turned them into broken electronic garbage.

The wanton light and heat rose around her body, causing the surrounding water vapor to evaporate and the air to twist. After entering the combat state, this genius of the Silver Winged Species began to show her true strength.

In the sky, when the silver rose holy sword flashed, it was officially held in Tilan's palm. Facing the artificial angels that kept chasing behind her, she did not use the holy sword's ability to transform as in the past, but focused on using it to strengthen her one-on-one killing ability.

Cutting·Godspeed·Separation·Transformation·Blocking·Breaking the Air

First of all, it was godspeed. Under the halo of the holy sword, Tilan's speed jumped again, flying in the sky in a dazzling manner. In a few breaths, she shook off the artificial angels that were chasing her relentlessly, and then swooped down and chopped the sky with a sword. About 14 artificial angels were torn into two in the sky. Although they were also extraordinary people of the spirit sub sequence 7, after thousands of years of stillness and corrosion, their combat effectiveness was far less than before.

Is this the power of judgment? Tilan turned in the air, feeling the unhindered smoothness when she just chopped the sky. Even the extremely hard super alloy had no resistance in front of this holy sword.

Seeing that they could not catch up, the artificial angels began to launch various missiles in reserve. The thick white smoke and fire flooded the sky and flew towards the small dot in the air with various trajectories.

In response, she held the sword with both hands, gently deflected it, and then swung the blade. A vague space ripple passed by, and the approaching missiles were all shattered and detonated in the ripples.

After that, Tilan rushed and dived again. The blade shone, turning it into a meteor, which disappeared in an instant. When the artificial angels who were chasing reacted, the girl had already arrived on the sea.

Defeating these artificial angels was never something she had to do. The key was to get the control code on Olivia.

After receiving Tilan's instructions, Celitia also poured magic power into the spear in the air, breaking through the obstacles along the way and descending into the sea, following Tilan to rush into the seabed again.

For the two, these old and self-conscious artificial angels are powerful but not fatal.

After re-entering the sea, the two rushed to the ruins of the underwater warship where they were before.

Now there, Lololia is also fighting hard. As the only artificial angel who is still awake, her identity does not seem to be recognized. The remaining artificial angels here continue to attack her and ask her to hand over the highest authority and accept the rewriting of consciousness and code reshaping. For such a request, Lololia is naturally unwilling, she does not want to become like them.

Finally waited for the time to wake up

Finally met the living native human

Finally knew that it is now the beautiful era of the sixth era

She does not want to return to the endless dark time

As a mechanical life, she also has her own ideas and preferences. This is her persistence, her imperfection, her uniqueness, and it is also an important node that distinguishes her from the heartless AI.

Various information and data flowed at high speed in the emerald eyes, constantly dodging and responding to various attacks. The emerald lightsaber extended from her arm collided with the besieged artificial angel, causing violent sparks and debris. The spreading high temperature softened some metal structures dark red, and then the two separated. Lololia waved her right hand, and a strange silver mist ice shield emerged. Although it only hindered the opponent for one second, it was enough for Lololia to gain the opportunity.

She changed the structure of her palm, and the blue jet rotated and changed, causing its speed to rise sharply. She shuttled at high speed in this battleship, avoiding the encirclement of multiple opponents.

During the flight, a special mark symbol flashed in Lololia's pupils, and two emerald green magic crystal light blocks gradually condensed in her palm. After flying a distance, she turned suddenly and closed her arms. The two crystals also expanded rapidly and then transformed into huge gun barrels.

[Diecle Equation·Cuisheng 19]

The barrel is like a huge and short tobacco pipe. When the attached structures on both sides are injected with magic power, they are like rotating wheels, constantly compressing and infusing the magic power, and evolving and stimulating it according to a special formula.

Four

Three

Two

One

The bright beam of light penetrates the corridor and drowns the artificial angels chasing behind. All the metal structures that are irradiated have some foamy structures, and then they collapse into fragile debris and scatter in the torrent.

This is not the ability of the artificial angels of the ρ Mechanical Council. In fact, the Diecle Equation originated from the Sigma Mechanical Council. After being continuously improved by the faction of the Sons of the Stars, it has presented various schools that change based on this. The one that Loloria is using now is one of them.

Although Tilan did not practice the spirit sub sequence, she also understood and memorized a lot of related knowledge when she was studying in the Crystal Grid Academy during high school. These things were passed on to Loloria, so that she could use them after a little deduction and improvement, because the spirit sub sequence secret technique originally developed for mechanical bodies was perfect for her.

After dealing with the pursuers behind, Loloria felt relieved. She even had time to collect the destroyed artificial angel chips and decode and analyze the problems in them.

Half an hour later, Tilan and Celitia returned to the ruined warship again. After a fierce battle, they roughly dealt with the few artificial angels left here.

"Time is running out, let's go to Olivia." Tilan held the dazzling holy sword in her hand. When she swung the sword, the overflowing light seemed to turn into liquid, condensing in the passage and the four walls, spreading to the exit in the distance. Then these liquids formed transparent crystal barriers like huge bubbles, blocking the entire passage.

"I'll open the way." Celitia turned and moved forward. The light gun in her hand turned into a two-handed sword, flashing with electricity. In the process of rushing forward, she chopped off an artificial angel holding a lightsaber, and then swept the sword across, and the golden current overflowed, paralyzing the two artificial angels for a short time. Then she turned around and tore the wings of the two artificial angels from the side and back, breaking the core of the other's chest.

With the help of this gap, Tilan moved forward at a high speed, like a stream of light, straight through the corridor, and directly reached the hall where she was before.

There are still four artificial angels here. Their bodies are made of dark gold alloy, and their structural strength is obviously stronger than other artificial angels. The four of them hold copper-colored mechanical gun swords to block Tilan's approach, and form a strong force field with each other, so that Tilan's attempt to break through from behind is also repelled by the special repulsive force, and she cannot move flexibly.

Especially when these four artificial angels pointed their gun swords at Tilan, she felt that the space around her was imprisoned and extremely difficult. At this time, violent beams of light shot out from the four gun swords and focused on the girl in the center.

Violent sparks appeared on her body. Although she was washed by such high-energy particles, as Tilan, who has the power of the bridging crystal, this injury is not enough to destroy her body.

Passive beating is not good. A purple light flashed in her eyes, and the space around her shattered. Her figure disappeared in the hall. When she appeared again, she had pierced the chest of an artificial angel with a silver holy sword.

The dense components melted and disintegrated in the plasma sparks. When Tilan pulled out the sword, the artificial angel also shut down and fell slowly.

Huh, it was a bit strenuous. After dealing with this one, Tilan used a similar method to deal with the remaining three artificial angels. Only at this time did the hall really quiet down.

Looking at Olivia, who was nailed to death by the holy sword on the high stone wall, Tilan's mood slowly flew up with a slightly complicated mood. She looked at the bright holy sword and wanted to hold it, but found that the holy sword was particularly repulsive to her, probably because she was not a silver-winged species.

So she turned to reach out and gently lifted Olivia's covered hair, revealing her mutilated face. The once beautiful artificial angel now had incomplete skin, revealing part of the metal mechanical structure, especially the lower jaw and neck. From the wound, the damaged mechanical components inside could be seen, as well as the circuit wires and tubes.

The beautiful eyes of the past are now dim and drowsy, like a turbid dark blue. When Tilan touched it, a blue crystal with an extremely fine cut fell from the eyeball and entered her palm. The emotions contained in it were particularly hot in the singer's perception, as if it would burn through time.

Holding this sapphire, countless images and pictures came to her face. It was the most tragic battlefield two thousand years ago. The entire galaxy was shrouded in war. Countless lives died and sublimated here. All free wills were no longer there, and they were all brainwashed by the dark sun.

He is the crystallization of human wisdom and power, and also the fruit of sin and pain.

If you want to fight against Him, you must embark on the same path as Him and become a part of the same darkness.

In that era, no one could see hope. Even the ρ Mechanical Council, which inherited the will of the π Mechanical Council, was only fighting a struggle that was bound to fail. They knew it, and their opponents knew it too.

The four researchers of the Mechanical Council finally chose to betray the organization, saying that they gave up because they could not see the future. In fact, it was because they saw the future that they were so desperate.

No one can resist the great temptation of becoming a god. The impulse to break all common sense and will always exists. Even if you don't step into it, someone around you will slip into it. If you want to stop all this from happening, you can only choose to follow the same path as them.

The flickering star disappears into the sea of ​​stars.