Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

Chapter 1416 77: Hope Blooms Here—Tiraphi

Heavy, leaden clouds amass, while the cold seawater beneath rises and falls intermittently. The waves sway in front of the lens, sometimes submerging, sometimes showing a little. The sky seen through the water droplets is exceptionally oppressive, with torrents of rain and gales ravaging this world. Occasionally, one or two scorching white flashes of lightning briefly illuminate the world, followed by a thunderous roar capable of shattering the hearts of small animals.

A tiny silver flying vehicle darts through these winds and rainstorms, sometimes vanishing into thick clouds, sometimes emerging with water mist and adjusting its trajectory against the slanted rain, then diving back into the dense cloud layers.

Inside the cabin, the intense sound of water droplets pounding creates a constant noise, like an eternal din. Tilan remains intensely focused, observing the surrounding environment, occasionally aiding Celestia in evading colossal bolts of lightning that appear in an instant, and then using the special material of the fuselage to avoid detection by the mechanical bodies on the water's surface below.

Beside the flying vehicle, Loloria's figure occasionally appears. Her flight path does not overlap with the plane carrying the two, sometimes separating, sometimes converging, intersecting with each other.

After half an hour like this, the plane finally plunges into the center of the storm's eye, instantly becoming clear and bright. The azure sky sits atop the eye's sky dome like the mouth of a pillar reaching the heavens, while below lies a world sealed within. Beneath the three of them, the calm sea surface glimmers with deep blue water, like indelible paint, deeper and without light compared to the surrounding colors.

At this moment, the flying vehicle changes direction and plunges into the water, diving into the depths of the sea.

As soon as it enters the underwater realm, the various suspended monitoring machines ignite red indicator lights, then start flashing, successive explosions sounding off as rapid signals spread outward.

Black mechanical bodies resembling swordfish swim in from all directions. Their dorsal fins are black-blue, while the scales on their underbellies are silver-white. These swordfish swim at incredible speeds, and their long beaks are as sharp as sword edges, serrated, flashing silver light like countless fireflies gathering, sometimes clustering, sometimes scattering, swiftly searching every corner.

The two inside the flying vehicle quickly extricate themselves after entering underwater, allowing the craft, trailing intense bubbles and turbulence, to serve as bait, attracting all sorts of gathering biomechanical entities. The two then continued to dive, following Loloria's lead towards the deepest, darkest parts of the seabed.

50 meters...

100 meters...

300 meters...

600 meters...

1000 meters...

The water pressure intensifies, and even as Transcendents, the two begin to feel somewhat uncomfortable, but it's clearly not the end.

Reaching a depth of 2000 meters underwater, it's already a pitch-black world, devoid of any light. However, according to the information conveyed by Loloria through the headset, it's far from the end here.

The three proceed through the exceedingly dark seabed, the pressure increasing further, slowing their progress. Upon reaching the sea floor at 8000 meters, Tilan feels as if she's trapped in a cage of steel pressure, the terrifying water pressure compressing the body, lungs squeezed to the smallest capacity, almost all air inside squeezed out. If it weren't for her special Talent Authority, even as a Sequence 7 Transcendent, in such an environment, she'd be near death.

At this point, Tilan unconsciously shifts her attention to Celestia nearby, observing how she manages.

This Silver Wings prodigy holds a small silver sphere in both hands, with wisps of silver traces flowing within, constantly dispersing outward, mitigating the effects of water pressure, allowing Celestia at an 8000-meter depth only to face water pressure equivalent to roughly 3000 meters, preventing collapse.

Fortunately, the three's deep dive gradually reached the seabed, no longer descending.

The trio traverses gently along the ocean floor, where sediment of uncertain origin, whether marine mud or some other substance, lays dark, perhaps remnants of a war a thousand years ago. Occasionally, still partially preserved mechanical skeletons can be seen, some barely discernible as human-shaped outlines, likely from Artificial Angels that perished.

Continually advancing, only the sound of their water-bound movements surrounds them in this place devoid of living things or any luminescence, like an abandoned realm akin to this planet.

About three hours passed, and Loloria stopped, surveying the surroundings, her pupils casting a faint greenish light like searchlights, scanning the environment.

"It seems to be around here." She feels something but ambiguously.

Without this Artificial Angel as a guide, even if Celestia came, it might take her ten years to locate the crucial site, given the distance from the external world and various sediment remnants causing disruption.

"Here?" Tilan now clasped her hands together, a sphere with silver threads slowly expanding, enveloping the three of them. Subsequently, the silver threads on the sphere's surface diffuse, forming a flawless transparent crystal barrier, isolating the external water pressure. Then, exhausting liquid within the sphere, the trio finally gains a narrow space for rest.

Regarding this, Celestia is rather curious, touching the barrier constructed from crystal with her finger, sensing its Tenacity and strength, remarkably sustaining in such deep sea conditions.

Throughout the journey, both have expended considerable physical energy, perhaps only Loloria is slightly more relaxed, only needing some minor energy replenishment.

To maintain optimal Status for the subsequent actions, the trio decides to rest for several hours, lying down respectively within the sphere.

Tilan lies sideways, preparing for a short nap.

However, the environment here is excessively quiet, she can even clearly hear her heartbeat and pulse sounds. On the other side, Celestia is similar; despite some fatigue, not easily falling asleep.