Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

Many people do not have a clear sense of how big the Milky Way is.

One solar system gave birth to the Earth and several planets, and in the Milky Way, there are about 200 billion to 400 billion star systems like this, which is an extremely terrifying number. Even if one planet in one star system is selected as a habitable star from 100 million star systems, there are more than 2,000 habitable stars.

At present, all the habitable stars in the Rose Federation are less than 2,000. Most star systems are uninhabited areas. High-energy pulses and harsh temperatures, etc., all refuse the birth and growth of life.

A large number of star systems have only a few unmanned observation stations to monitor the local situation, while the patrol fleets maintain the safety of the main routes and inhabited star regions.

On the surface, the territory of the Rose Federation occupies most of the Milky Way, but if you look closely at this most of the territory, many of them are blank. If one or two starships hide in the "black area" that is difficult to monitor, it is like a needle falling into the sea, and it is difficult to find traces.

Such a ‘black domain’ has become the base of many underground forces and hidden organizations, but even they will not be too far from the main waterway, otherwise it will take years or even decades to go back and forth.

Those star regions far away from the waterway and inhabited by people are as deep and isolated as the bottom of a huge lake.

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While Tilan was operating on the earth and gradually expanding the bases of the Star-Seeking Covenant, Celitia spent another peaceful and repetitive day in the courtyard on the sky.

Although her range of activities was restricted, as a new generation genius among the Silver Wings, such a punishment was just to make her reflect, and it did not affect her status in the tribe. After all, being able to reach Sequence 7 at this age, Celitia can be said to be a strong candidate for the next generation of city lords.

In the quiet library, Celitia sat on her cradle swing, flipping through the book in front of her, but her eyes were a little distracted and she didn't really read it.

At this time, a huge black shadow slowly passed by the window, covering the entire arc glass window. The sudden change made Celitia look up, then spread her wings and flew to the round window dozens of meters high, looking at the floating "giant whales" shuttling through the night sky through the glass.

In the air intakes on both sides of them, the propellers turned silently, moving forward in the sky like ghosts, and the tail gradually ejected blue airflow, constantly pushing, so that the speed of these floating "giant whales" gradually increased.

Afterwards, a floating "giant whale" roared over the outer edge of the library, and the airflow it brought vibrated the glass, causing the decorations and books in the library to shake slightly. The power contained in the towering body was conveyed even through the glass and the atmosphere.

"This is..." Celitia's pupils slightly enlarged.

Of course, she knew what these floating "giant whales" were. These were the decisive weapons that the Silver Wings used to rule the sky and the earth. However, they usually floated in outer space, where they could receive solar energy to slowly replenish their energy. In addition, the vacuum environment also prevented these weapons from corrosion and would not be detected by the active mechanical groups on the ground.

Why were these large decisive weapons summoned from space today? Who were they going to deal with? Did the Lords of the various Sky Courts reach a consensus and decide to counterattack the earth and completely eliminate those mechanical clusters?

Serity was eager to know the reason. She flew to the center of the library anxiously, spread her wings, and as she closed her eyes and chanted, the originally snow-white wings began to emit golden light, and those feathers were also coated with layers of golden ripples.

Her long silver hair fluttered, and a pale golden halo gradually appeared between her eyebrows. At this time, her perception and consciousness condensed, and then a golden ring appeared above her head, and then this ring expanded rapidly, spreading like an invisible shock wave, spreading to the entire Silver Bird Court.

On the highest golden flower platform in the empty courtyard, the blonde city lord felt the ripples of the touch, shook his head slightly, and then smiled and said to his companion beside him: "Our little bird is a little anxious, and can't wait to break free from the cage and come out to see."

"You can unlock the library and bring her to me. I know she must have many questions now."

"Yes, sir." The two silver-winged women in white armor nodded, then spread their wings, flew from the flower platform, and then fell into the atmosphere below, shuttling between the various floating buildings in the Silver Bird Courtyard, like two white dots.

More than half an hour later, Celitia, carrying wings with golden halo, landed on the garden and observatory on the top floor of the Silver Bird Courtyard.

She first walked slightly faster towards the blonde woman who was looking down at the scenery with her back to her, and then slowed down and walked slowly to her side.

"Very good, Celitia, much calmer than before." The blonde city lord turned around.

"It seems that you have reflected a lot during this period of confinement."

"I have thought a lot, but I still can't figure out many things." Celitia shook her head.

"This is normal. If you say you can figure out everything in the room, then there is a problem." The two stood on the edge of the fence, and the whistling evening wind in the sky blew their clothes, but as extraordinary people, they didn't feel cold.

"So many "arbitrators" were dispatched this time. Are they going to deal with the mechanical race?" In Celitia's opinion, this is the only opponent on this planet that is worth the Silver Wings' full efforts.

"Not really." The answer of the blonde woman surprised Celitia.

"Indeed, only the mechanical clusters on this planet can threaten us at present, but the 'arbitrators' are not sent out this time to clean up those stupid and rigid mechanical clusters."

"A few months ago, what you reported made me realize that it was time to deal with some things about the Slami Association."

"Originally, this time period is about the same. If not today, it will be launched within the next ten years. It's just that the accident in the excavation of the ruins you mentioned made me and several Lords of the Sky Court reach a consensus that it's time to deal with them."

"What do you mean by deal with?" Celitia thought of something, but was not sure.

"It's just what you thought, pour out the culture dish after the experiment, and then start again." The blonde woman looked at the sky, and the towering floating whale slowly passed by, blocking the starlight in the sky.

"The development of the Slami Association has reached a critical point. In the future, they will be able to launch rockets and satellites and see us, the creators in the clouds. This is naturally not allowed."

"This..." Celitia felt a little reluctant. After all, she had been to the earth and knew that the people on the earth were not cold data, but lives with different stories and emotions.

"But they still have many unknown stories waiting for me to record and experience. Do I have to be so cruel and destroy everyone?" Celitia still had a glimmer of luck, whether she could save a small number of people.

"Yes, I understand your feelings. In fact, when I was young, I also went to the earth and established a good relationship with the people there and made good friends."

The blonde woman lifted the hair on the side of her ear, with a little nostalgia in her eyes.

"But ah..." She sighed as she looked into the distance.

"Maybe people change. I don't care about these things anymore."

"They are very good and innocent, but this can't stop me."

"Neither you nor I can indulge in this little tenderness forever, because the world is so vast and cold, and I can't give up my duties as the Lord of the Sky Court because of this little nostalgia and heartache."

"People are actually very strong, not as fragile as you think, and I have long walked out of that state of loss."

"Many familiar people are destined to accompany us for only a short distance in life. When we were young, we thought that this was all, but as you grow older, see and experience more things, you will find that it is just a fragment of life after all, and there are more people and things waiting behind. At the same time, you will also understand how important responsibilities and missions are, and they cannot be measured and judged by personal small private feelings."

" Celitia, you are the genius of the Silver Bird Courtyard, and you are almost the junior who I watched grow up. If nothing unexpected happens, you will probably take over my position many years later, take charge of this sky garden, and become one of the few people who decide the future of the Silver Wings. "

"Don't underestimate yourself, and don't limit yourself to a little tenderness. You must understand that your life is not just your own, it also concerns many important things. When you pick up the scepter, you are destined to be bound by the scepter. This is expectation, this is responsibility, and this is your future mission. "

"You don't have to participate in this action, just stand aside and watch it happen. If you really don't agree, then you'd better prepare a practical theory, and then assist with strong strength to convince everyone, instead of trying to solve the problem with crying like a child. "

"Now, follow me..."

Unknown planet, southern continent.

The black tide washed the coast, and the foam it raised kept breaking, making the sea breeze also stained with a little fishy smell and moisture.

The tower on the shore is still bright in the dark night, and the illuminated lampposts sweep across the sea, revealing the outlines of some ships staying in the harbor.

As a popular education and gradually developed industrial civilization, the life of the people in the Slami Association has been freed from the state of being insecure from day to night, and electric lights are gradually becoming popular in every household.

At night, in the room illuminated by incandescent lamps, the wife sits at the sewing machine to cut new clothes for the children, and the husband sits at the table, holding hot tea in his hand, listening to the soothing music and broadcasting from the radio.

"This is the third radio station of the Slami Association. Welcome to listen to tonight's program. I will explain the latest baby subsidy policy and benefits to everyone..."

The news from the radio made the wife look up and slowly walk to her husband. At this time, the husband took the other's hand and the two hugged for a while.

"The child has been making some noise in my stomach recently. I don't know if it will be a boy or a girl. Amy is 7 years old now. If she knew she had a brother or sister, she would be very happy."

"Whether it is a boy or a girl, they will be our babies." The husband held his wife's hand and comforted her slowly. He knew that his wife was actually a little nervous during this period and was worried that she could not take care of two children at the same time.

"It's okay. Not only us, but also the Slami Association is looking forward to this child."

"We have opened up a home on this abandoned wasteland. In the future, our descendants will live a stable life on this land and will no longer live a life of wind and rain like our predecessors."

"Well, I trust you and everyone in the Slami Association." The wife slowly sat beside him, and the two snuggled together.

In the sky thousands of miles high, towering and huge figures whistled in the cold wind. The hatch below them opened, and heavy warheads fell like sowing seeds.

A few seconds later, a magnificent orange-red flame shot up into the sky, and the spreading shock wave set off a huge wave of tens of meters, spreading to the distance of the black tide, and the lighthouse in the darkness before was broken under the impact, slowly falling into the dark sea.

From north to south, from night to day, these giant floating "arbitrators" efficiently cleaned up every piece of land they passed through, and the high-temperature flames and shock waves flattened any resistance along the way, whether it was the newly built city, the beautiful glass greenhouse, the white rock palace, or the factory with black smoke, the life of nature, and the artificial creations were destroyed by these "arbitrators".

They are the messengers who play the song of the end of civilization, the extermination order issued by the upper race to the lower race, and the efficient tool for cleaning up this world.

At the headquarters of the Slami Association, heavy fighters took off one after another, their iron-gray wings also sprayed airflow, and the high-speed rotating propellers rushed into the clouds with heavy weapons, and came to the world on the top of the clouds.

One by one, the "arbitrators" like floating giant whales were suspended in the air. When the fighter planes that tore through the clouds appeared, the hatches on their backs also opened, and small unmanned fighter planes swarmed out.

In the thousand-year-long war with the mechanical cluster, the Silver Wings also learned to use these unmanned autonomous units to fight for themselves efficiently. These imitations have combat effectiveness no less than that of the mechanical cluster.

The planes engraved with the shining silver wing logo flew like swifts. They were extremely fast and extremely flexible. They shuttled through the bullet rain of heavy fighter planes. Then the sharp silver wings cut through the shells, propellers, wings, and bodies of these fighter planes, like a clean and neat scalpel, dismembering the air units that were still in the industrial age.

There was no chance of winning, no exciting battles, only the complete crushing of one side against the other. In the unbelievable eyes of many members of the Slami Association, these flying silver wings cut through the bodies of friendly forces one by one, letting their last hope fall, like shining silver debris scattered to the ground.

"Why!?" Sitting in the cabin filled with thick smoke, the pilot pulled the joystick with all his strength, but it did not bring any changes. The wings outside the cabin had been cut off long ago, and the engine was burned in the leaking flames and smoke.

From beginning to end, they never saw the figure who really commanded these floating whales, nor did they understand the truth behind this world.

In a hundred years, the Slami Association has grown from a small group of fifty people to a miracle of unifying the southern continent. All the achievements they created, whether it is architecture, records, or history, disappeared in the rising flames. Almost every city and every stronghold was wiped out from the earth. After the bombing and impact of this destruction, the few remaining members came out of the ruins and corners, and what they saw was the black fog insect swarm covering the sky.

More than a thousand years ago, these insect swarms came as biological weapons to clean up the planet. A thousand years later, they are still carrying out the same mission.

Change does not exist.