Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

Chapter 1428 81: The Last Tenderness

You're truly stubborn, just like Tilan...

I won't stand by and watch her lose herself in the end, so...

So, what can you actually change, Tilan...

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In the firmament, the girl with black wings stood alone, clasping her hands as if making her final prayer, reminiscing about the faint heavenly glow that hadn't dispersed.

A gentle song started in the quiet sky

Facing that distant sun

An ethereal glow descended

As if time were rewinding at this moment, past scenes blurred into view in the sky, with those two figures intertwining back and forth, every slash and collision scattered golden fragments

These golden fragments slowly settled, falling below

Gathering in front of the prayerful girl

Golden fragments

Golden outline

Golden holy sword

The transparent shape gradually became clearer, each structure and molecule identical to the scene, even those irreplicable concepts of authority appeared on the sword.

Healing Crystal, Voice of Time Strings, her authority represented the Moon Crown's original wish

——To mend regrets of the bygone times

When this wish manifested in its purest form, a miracle near reversing time appeared, a holy sword formed slowly before her, identical to 'Tiraphi'.

Composed of the broken pieces from the battle of 'Tiraphi', it was perfectly repaired and mended through the girl's prayer, reconsolidating into a true holy artifact.

Though its appearance and authority mirrored 'Tiraphi', it was not that sword; as Tilan grasped the hilt, golden and silver patterns like vines intertwined, displaying elegant script letters at its center.

'Despair withers here——Hekamine'

Grasping the hilt, a silver moonlight mark appeared on Tilan's brow, followed by a beacon-like light beam piercing through the atmosphere, into space.

The battle isn't over yet, Celestia.

Even compared to those mythical heroes, Hexia was among the most tenacious few; whether in her character or talent authority, she possessed resilience and self-repair beyond ordinary imagination. Facing the persistent Hexia, even Temisia sometimes conceded.

Fortunately, this essence wouldn't manifest at all times; as long as principles weren't involved, she was actually a rather agreeable person.

Entering space, Celestia perceived the incoming presence from behind and turned to clearly see Tilan's current form.

That sword, is it a replica of 'Tiraphi', so identical

However, Tilan, you ultimately can't harness the sword's full power.

Because this is the treasure Xi Aiflian left for our Silver Wings

Celestia, having slowly sunk into the Solar Crowns, wielded the holy sword, shooting gleams like spears that crossed thousands of miles to shatter the shining silver meteor.

"It's useless." No longer caring for the girl re-entering the atmosphere, she closed her eyes to concentrate, step by step integrating into the grand crown.

When she stepped forth from this golden diadem again, everything would be concluded.

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The meteor falling in the atmosphere slowly halted, as Tilan wielded the holy sword 'Hekamine' to shatter the time-space seal confining her body, once more suspending in the air.

Because she's not Silver Wings, she stared at the holy sword gliding in radiant light before her, then closed her eyes to ponder.

'Tiraphi' is a holy artifact condensed by Xi Aiflian's crown authority; to prevent others from exploiting it, it inevitably includes special identification imprints, and such means should be beyond other Black Suns to decipher, only destructively breaking.

Previously, when drawing the sword, she relied on Celestia's bloodline for exemption... Wait, if Silver Wings' bloodline is needed for exemption, her gaze swiftly shifted, searching for the floating courtyards shining on the planet now.

Seeing those Silver Wings resonating with 'Tiraphi', her heart sank.

Even if the seal could be broken to gain the artifact's full power, what difference would it make, by then Celestia had already raised the Solar Crowns, and she couldn't stop it.

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As seconds passed, in that brief instant, numerous scenes and memories flashed in Tilan's mind until finally freezing on those once-skimmed rows of spreadsheet data

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Species Name: Silkworm Moth Species

Characteristics: Capable of producing high-quality fibers, extremely obedient, moth wings, low combat ability

Body Data: Adult height 1.3m-1.5m, weight 30kg-50kg, wingspan 1.8m-2.2m, silver-white hair, single-fiber hair, weak perception of other beings' emotions, night vision, scales with self-cleansing antibacterial properties, fear of fire, compatible with Angel Hierarchy, Primordial Sequence, normally growing to adulthood can advance to Sequence 2.

Origin: Unknown, potential to become a favored subordinate race.

Evaluation: Drafted using fifth-generation genetic technology, template base as standard, lowering resistance for individual purity, premature death for flawed and mixed-genotype individuals, excellent appearance, even sacrificing part of extraordinary abilities' genetic manifestation, rare in removing resistance factors in genetic makeup, trusts any stranger, unable to refuse others' requests, easily manipulated, a useful tool species, yet lacking as a main species.

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"Potential to become a favored subordinate race, seems this species isn't bad." Celestia once casually remarked, now suddenly exceptionally clear.