Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

Chapter 1395 - 68: The Incomplete Olivia

Starting a war requires tremendous courage, and it must mobilize the entire Silver Wings species. If the latter option is chosen, it would simply involve silently concealing in the sky as in the past, observing from afar.

Years of comfortable living, along with the inertia of history, made it hard for many representatives to accept starting a war immediately. In the end, during the vote, most representatives still supported keeping Kongting concealed, observing everything from above.

After the meeting adjourned, Celestia felt a bit dejected and lingered on the scene, her white wings drooping weakly behind her.

A blonde figure approached her, gently comforting her silver hair from behind.

"You’ve done your best, Celestia." The master of the Silver Bird Court also agreed with going to war, but unfortunately, most Silver Wings couldn’t make this decision.

"I..." Celestia wanted to say something, but her lips moved slightly, unsure how to express the frustrations in her heart.

There was both compassion for the lives below and disappointment with her own species.

"That’s how it is; if you follow the majority’s vote, a species can quickly become weak and fickle," the blonde woman sighed.

"I’ve observed many species, organizations, communities; their rise is often accompanied by a powerful leader, and once that leader is gone, the collective organization inevitably regresses."

"In terms used by past human civilizations, this is the ’hero historical view.’"

"Most people are mediocre; they’re vulgar, shortsighted, have no opinions, and need a strong core leader to guide them."

"Although we Silver Wings are currently strong, we still lack a leader with powerful influence to lead the dispirited species to become resilient."

"For thousands of years, we’ve been hoping for such a powerful sun to rise, but in the past century, I’ve realized this idea is just the wishful thinking of some members. Many have become accustomed to the era without a sun and even fear the emergence of such a leading sun."

"I know Celestia is dissatisfied with the decision made by the entire species, but I can’t change this result. Even as the Sky Court Master, I cannot act arbitrarily."

"However, I still know some secrets you are unaware of." The blonde woman took Celestia’s hand, leaping lightly and flying outside the meeting hall.

Soon, they landed on the aerial corridor of the Golden Bee Court, a long iron chain bridge connecting two floating islands, adorned with golden rails and white planks.

"You really want to save those civilizations below, like your good friend Hexia you mentioned earlier." The blonde woman spread her hair, letting it fly freely in the wind.

"Yes." Celestia was worried about the little mice she knew, and the black-haired girls who often discussed various philosophical and social issues with her.

"I know a way to stop the current activities of the Mechanical Cluster," the blonde woman began to speak.

"Speaking of this method, we must mention the origins of the current Mechanical Cluster."

"A thousand years ago, during the war with the Mechanical Council, Her Ladyship moved the entire planet to this remote concealed Star System."

"Those artificial angels of the Mechanical Council lost contact with the Mechanical Sun and became abandoned sons."

"They were unwilling and fought us in a war that lasted about 200 years, during which many artificial angels were killed by us, and their higher entities became fewer and fewer."

"Finally, various experiments on the ground achieved certain results, allowing us to deceive the detection and review mechanisms of these rigid mechanical entities, making them recognize us as ’native humans.’

"Being recognized as ’native humans,’ these Mechanical Autonomous Units naturally couldn’t defy their original code to attack, giving us immense advantage suddenly, and many mechanical bodies were cleared by us at this stage, except for a few ’Artificial Angels’ with self-judgment abilities."

"Caught in the conflict of logical codes, they fought with greatly reduced strength, and many began to choose avoidance."

"At this time, the active ’Artificial Angels’ on the ground became fewer and fewer until they were almost invisible."

"The Mechanical Cluster’s sphere of influence was compressed to the extreme, and we thought this was victory."

"But an anomaly occurred later."

"What change?" Celestia was intrigued.

"The Mechanical Cluster produced new individuals again, embedding brand new identification codes and mechanisms, thus reassessing us as enemies and commencing battle."

"That was nothing; we’d just mislead it again."

"But later, we discovered this path no longer worked because the unknown ’Mother Body’ behind controlling all mechanical bodies had completely erased the code for ’native human,’ meaning that even true native humans would not receive preferential treatment. From then on, the only mission of the remaining mechanical bodies on this planet was to destroy all intelligent life."

"Since then, the native humans on this planet gradually went to extinction, just like elimination in natural evolution because they lacked any advantage."

"Some descendants altered their genes, acquiring similar Talent advantages as Newborn Races. However, from then on, they were no longer called humans but organizations with different code names known as the Rescue Association."

"This process wasn’t entirely smooth, as some ’Artificial Angels’ refused this overwrite, altered judgments, but knew staying on this planet would only lead to extinction, thus preparing to flee."

"These ’Artificial Angels’ maintaining original mechanisms and their led mechanical bodies became anomalies within the Mechanical Cluster on the ground; they were deemed traitors, though who the real traitor was is hard to say, and it has little relation to us."

"What you need to know is that during the conflict between the two sides, we also obtained some intelligence, about who exactly is the ’Mother Body’ controlling all mechanical bodies behind the scenes." The blonde woman spoke mysterious words.

Upon hearing this, Celestia couldn’t help but become fully attentive, eagerly looking at her elder beside her, hoping to learn the answer.

"Celestia can’t resist curiosity sometimes." The counterpart gently stroked the face of this Silver-winged Angel and continued.

"The ’Mother Body’ should be Olivia, leading all mechanical bodies at the time, an alpha-level Artificial Angel, strong Transcendent of Spirit Particle Sequence 8."

"Her?" Celestia was surprised.

"Wasn’t she killed by Holy Favored Angel Feixue Shalun in the ’Destructive Star Campaign’?"

The Holy Favored of the Silver Wings was an existence of Angel Sequence 9. Upon descending on this planet, wielding the Holy Artifact bestowed by Xi Aiflian, she pierced the α-level Artificial Angel Olivia, who resonated and linked millions of mechanical bodies, with a sword. Without lingering, she immediately moved to other Star Domains, participating in the prolonged war then.

"Indeed, we all thought she was dead; otherwise, the subsequent Mechanical Cluster wouldn’t have been routed."

"But after analyzing memory chips extracted from a few captured artificial angels, Olivia might still be alive, though living very incomplete, probably only retaining part of her cognitive chip organization."

"Her mind no longer functions normally, otherwise, there wouldn’t be internal divisions among artificial angels. Under normal status, Olivia could perpetually update the mechanical body code on the entire planet, keeping them in the latest condition, making our solution nearly ineffective."

"But she didn’t do that, and the internal strife amongst artificial angels also indicates she probably already lost her mind, with only a small portion of neural chips working."

"If you seek to cease the rampaging Mechanical Cluster on the ground, you must find her hiding spot, use Olivia’s authority to alter the logical code of current mechanical bodies on the planet, thus not only saving remaining civilizations below but also averting the crisis of destruction that mechanical bodies might ultimately bring to the Silver Wings."

"Since dear sister said so, there must already be some clues and leads, right?" Celestia realized, recognizing that this idea had been brewing in the counterpart’s mind for quite some time.

"Yes, Celestia remains as smart as ever, worthy of being my heir." The counterpart smiled.

"I initially planned to locate it myself, but you also know my current status, it’s impossible to abandon the entire Sky Court to explore, so I can only entrust it to you."

"Go ahead, Celestia."

"Yes, I will complete this mission." The young woman flapped her snow-white wings, her silver hair dancing, her eyes sparkling.

A silvery meteor descended again from the sky, streaking across the vast and dark night.