Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

Above the ten thousand meter sky, the Courtyard of Silver Birds.

Many high-level Silver Wings gathered in the Star-peeping Space. They were paying attention to the changes in the world below, especially the abnormal movement of the mechanical cluster this time.

"Currently, three large mechanical clusters have landed on the southern continent. They have begun to search in a carpet mode, and constantly collect metals, electronic components, and silicon elements along the way, and began to replicate and proliferate themselves."

"According to our past summary of rules, when the mechanical cluster senses a crisis, it will replicate itself on such a large scale."

"Is it necessary to interrupt them at this time, or should we avoid their range of activities and hide the traces of the sky courtyard as in the past?" Several high-level Silver Wings asked the blonde woman standing in the middle of the Star-peeping Space.

As the city lord, she frowned and had some difficulty in making the next decision.

If they did not interrupt at this time, the mechanical clusters that had been silent for a hundred years would usher in a crazy expansion again in just a few years. It would not be easy for them to stop them at that time, but if they interfered at this time, it would mean directly confronting those mechanical clusters. Both sides must have a large-scale decisive battle until the mechanical clusters on the planet were completely defeated.

After pondering for several minutes, she still couldn't make up her mind. If a full-scale war really wanted to start, it would not be something that the Silver Bird Court alone could handle. It would require the unity and cooperation of all the sky courts.

"I will have an emergency consultation with the other sky court masters. As for now... just keep observing as it is."

"Yes."

Looking down from the map, the vast southern continent is now slowly covered by three red shadows. They landed from different directions and released various mechanical self-discipline units to search. All the lives seen along the way, whether they were killing insect swarms, animals, or the remaining new races, were destroyed by them. The gray iron line swept across the earth like ripples of waves, leaving no dead corners or gaps.

On the other side, the scattered islands in the southwest of the northern continent were also covered by some flying mechanical silver flash butterflies. They spread their transparent wings and formed large convex lenses in the air, constantly burning the dense vegetation on the islands and drying up the once silted swamps. Under the high temperature, the vegetation withered and dried, and began to ignite the spreading flames.

Northern continent, far east region.

The raging white waves rose up and hit the coast heavily. The ships that stayed in them were directly smashed. Many people fled in panic. Then a giant floating warship slowly appeared in the storm. It continuously launched falcon-shaped fighters and dived over the sea. These falcon-shaped fighters scanned the sea surface and fired bullets to eliminate the intelligent creatures that could be seen along the way. Red blood spread in the sea.

A few days later, the Ford Alliance located in the mountains and plateaus received news from all parties, and the ancient settlements in the east of the northern continent also began to convene emergency meetings.

"In other words, the Ford Alliance sent an envoy to invite me to the northern Ford City for discussion." Tilan looked at the members who reported in front of him.

"Yes, Your Highness, their aircraft is still staying in the open space outside the city."

"I know, let them wait for another 2 hours, and then I will go to Ford City with them." Tilan nodded.

During this time, Tilan simply arranged the affairs of the next few days, and then called Sura to set off together.

Arriving in front of the messenger plane of the Ford Alliance, Tilan paused to look at it. This plane was not particularly good. It used a technology similar to that used during World War I on Earth, which was far less advanced than that of the Slami Association. Fortunately, it could fly. Tilan shook her head slightly.

Sitting in the back seat, the plane slowly lifted and took off. Tilan asked Sura about the Ford Alliance.

"I grew up in Ford City. My father is an intermediate blacksmith. He can make many tools, but he is not good at complex electronic equipment."

"I learned my father's craft when I was young, but I was not strong enough. Even if I inherited the family business, I could not reach his level. Later, I wanted to learn something related to electronics."

"At that time, I was an apprentice and learned while learning. I saw a lot of new things, such as tape recorders, small radios, electric furnaces, etc."

"There are many people in this business in Ford City. I think it is difficult to save money to buy more expensive electronic components, so I thought about going out to try my luck."

"In this way, I slowly came to the Stone Forest Fort."

"Unlike the Ford Alliance, there are too few types of iron cores for electronic equipment here, and others will not despise my small stature, so I started to make money and save money."

"Later, I met the moose boss and joined the settlement." Sura said carelessly, her personality has always been free and easy.

Listening to Sura's words, the driver in front looked at the rearview mirror with curiosity. The other party was also an iron core species. After that, the two exchanged a few words and quickly became familiar with each other.

Through the conversation between the two, Tilan also slowly learned about some things about the Ford Alliance.

The Ford Alliance is composed of different new races, but three of them are important entities of the alliance, namely the iron core species, the electric marrow species, and the clam species. Among them, the iron core species is mainly responsible for the metal smelting and the manufacture and preparation of various instruments of the alliance. The electric marrow species' innate ability allows them to easily and casually produce electric current. Such an ability is particularly useful in an era lacking power generation capacity. The clam species has a certain ability to purify pollution. The three parties support the alliance like a cornerstone.

Electric marrow species? Tilan whispered the name, thinking of the civilization of the fifth era mentioned by Lindsay. It seems that no matter which era, electricity is a rigid demand, and they can always revive quickly.

The plane flew over the grassland, and some forest trees began to appear below. Then the plane climbed along the mountains, and the air gradually became colder.

After going deep into the hinterland of the mountains, the clouds and smoke below were filled, and unmelted snow could be seen on the tops of some mountains. After about 3 hours, Tilan watched the plane turn an arc and fly into a large valley. As the altitude continued to decrease, it first plunged into the clouds and mist, and then broke away from it. Below, a winding river appeared in the mountains. A city occupied a large amount of flat land in the valley, and many newly planted crops could be seen outside the city.

Diving over the fields, the plane slowly descended, and finally landed on the ground relatively gently, demonstrating the pilot's skilled skills.

After Tilan's plane landed, two escorting fighters also landed one after another, and then she and Sura got off the plane.

"Welcome to Her Highness Heshia." A tall and fat figure came over from the runway with a group of followers to welcome.

He was wearing a white robe and was about 2.3 meters tall. He had to bow his head slightly to greet Tilan, and his accent was a bit sticky.

Looking up, Tilan suppressed her surprise, because the other person had a head similar to a toad, and his overall body shape was like a toad magnified many times, with webbed hands.

"Hello." The girl nodded and took a small step back. Although it was a bit impolite, she really didn't want to get too close to the other person.

"I'm sorry to surprise you. This is probably the first time you have seen a race like me." The other person still maintained a smile and walked in front to lead the way for Tilan.

"Yes, are you a clam-born?" Tilan asked.

"Yes, I am a clam-born, a relatively rare race." He introduced his race as he walked.

"In terms of history, we are not noble, and we don't know which genius scholar's experiment product we are, but now we are still very grateful to the scholar who created us, so that we have the ability to survive in this world."

"The Ford Alliance is very large, with about a million residents distributed in various strongholds and settlements, but we are indispensable in every place. We are the purifiers of water sources and the maintainers of life. Because of the sacrifice of our people, the Ford Alliance can continue stably." He introduced proudly.

As long as the clam species is soaked in water, it can slowly absorb the toxic extraordinary substances in the water through the skin, condense on the back, and form poisonous spores.

Although this innate ability looks a bit disgusting, it allows many heavily polluted lands to obtain clean water sources and also feeds other races, so what he said does make sense.

Walking along the long road outside the city, when approaching the city, Tilan could already see two teams of guards standing outside the city gate. They were wearing steel breastplates, holding long spears, and also had muskets on their waists. With these guards blocking them, many residents of the Ford Alliance could only watch secretly from the periphery.

For many people here, this girl is shrouded in mystery. Many people do not know about the newly established organization in the south. They are just curious about why the bigwigs in the city came out so grandly to welcome a seemingly young woman.

"She looks so beautiful."

"She is prettier than the most famous 'Pearl Shirley' in the city."

"She looks like she is only about 17 years old. Is she the daughter of some bigwig?"

"But the bigwigs in our alliance are not that kind of good-looking race."

"Keep your voice down, those guards are all iron core species."

"She is coming."

Tilan wore a black skirt with some complicated pattern folds on the hem, which showed her status a little, but not too fancy and ostentatious. The eyes under her hair were like clear gems. She swept her eyes and saw the residents behind these guards. She nodded slightly to these curious eyes, and then followed the representatives in front into the city.

The street was paved with large black tiles as hard as gold and stone, with iron street lamps on both sides. Along the way, many black brick buildings can be seen, ranging from three stories to five stories, mostly in square shape. Occasionally, a slight roar can be heard from both sides of the street, which should be the sound of some small machinery running.

This should be the early days of the industrial age, and some electrical appliances have begun to be popularized, but there is no large-scale use of steam engines. I think this planet is short of coal and is forced to develop electric motors first.

Crossing the black brick street, Tilan saw two figures welcoming her on the steps. They were one tall and one short, and the contrast was very obvious. One of them was an iron core species, and the other was a tall and thin electric marrow species.

"Lord Heshia, I have heard of you for a long time. I am Hadlin, one of the three ruling heads of the Ford Alliance." The iron core species wearing gold-patterned steel armor stepped forward. He looked very calm and had a strong breath.

"This is Lord Hadlin, the 'Ironbeard King'." The clam species who led the way introduced Tilan.

"Hello, I am Heshia from the Star-Seeking Covenant." Tilan introduced herself in a rather plain way, without continuing the various titles given to her by outsiders, such as 'Queen of the Frozen Night', 'Lord of the Holy Sword', 'Lady in Black Dress', etc.

"Hello, I am Angor, the current co-promoter of the Electric Marrow Race." Another tall and thin man of the Electric Marrow Race spoke modestly. He had slender finger bones, dark yellow skin, and deep eye sockets, as if they could be blown up by a gust of wind.

"Finally, I will introduce myself as well." The Clam Race, who had not said his name before, squinted his eyes and spoke.

"I am Holmes, the current Lord of the Water Priests of the Ford Alliance." Unexpectedly, he would be one of the three people with the highest status in the Ford Alliance.

After getting to know each other, Holmes nodded to the crowd in the city, then asked the guards to clear the way and led Tilan and others into the magnificent building that had been prepared.

There is a towering dome here, the walls and pillars are very straight, with few curved patterns, and the stone pillars are lit on all sides. There is a large pit in the center of the hall, in which wood is burning, and the firelight illuminates the hall. The diffused heat keeps the hall of this stone building warm.

When they came here, the four sat down, Sura stood beside Tilan, a small number of civilian staff of the Ford Alliance stayed in the hall, and the other guards retreated outside the hall.

The stone chair was a little cold after sitting down, but Tilan was used to it. It was a little cold at this time. Although the other party invited Tilan to come, it seemed that among the three alliance leaders, only Holmes could say a little, and the other two were not good at socializing on weekdays.

"Uh... I didn't expect Her Highness Heshia to be so young." Holmes spoke to break the silence.

"A woman's appearance is not necessarily her real age." Tilan explained modestly, but the three people on the opposite side heard this sentence, which had a completely different meaning.

Is this telling us that she is actually a very powerful and wise elder? It seems that we can understand why she can easily defeat the Wolf Blood Queen. It seems that she is not a young and immature girl, but a race with a very slow aging appearance. This trait is not uncommon in some new races.

"We are presumptuous, Your Highness Heshia." After giving the strong man due respect, the three people felt that the awkwardness of facing the young girl disappeared before, and began to treat Tilan as a mature leader like themselves.

"In this case, let's make a long story short. I wonder if you have received news from the southern continent and intelligence about the large-scale attack of the mechanical cluster."

"I received it, and I have also observed the mechanical cluster approaching from the south." Tilan nodded.

"This saves a lot of explanation work." Holmes was quite satisfied, and the other two also spoke one after another.

"According to the evaluation of scholars in the alliance, the offensive power of the mechanical cluster this time is far greater than any time in the past, so I hope to take the lead and unite the various forces in the northern continent." The tall and thin Angor explained the purpose of inviting Heshia this time.

"In addition to you, the leaders of other forces should also arrive in Ford City in the next few days." He was talking about some ancient forces in the east and scattered small organizations in the remote corners of the northern continent.

"I understand." Tilan nodded and didn't say much.

Looking at the reaction of the Ford Alliance, they don't seem to be so "eager" and "anxious". Is this confidence in their own strength, or do they not understand the terrifying number of mechanical cluster attacks this time.

Tilan feels that even if the Ford Alliance can put out tens of thousands of firearms, it can't match the mechanical cluster army that is all over the mountains. They have only developed civilization and technology for a hundred years. The combat power that can be provided in this era is completely insufficient when facing the mechanical cluster that is far ahead of the times.

This is not her pessimism, but the conclusion of objective facts.

The civilization of this planet has been interrupted too many times, and their technological accumulation has been interrupted too many times. Unless some miracle happens, this is a war that is bound to be lost.