Starting a war requires trendous 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 imdiately. In the end, during the vote, most representatives still supported keeping Kongting concealed, observing everything from above.
After the eting 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 sothing, but her lips moved slightly, unsure how to express the frustrations in her heart.
There was both compassion for the lives below and disappointnt with her own species.
"That’s how it is; if you follow the majority’s vote, a species can quickly beco 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 diocre; 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 beco 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 so mbers. Many have beco accustod to the era without a sun and even fear the ergence 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 so secrets you are unaware of." The blonde woman took Celestia’s hand, leaping lightly and flying outside the eting 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 ntioned 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 chanical Cluster," the blonde woman began to speak.
"Speaking of this thod, we must ntion the origins of the current chanical Cluster."
"A thousand years ago, during the war with the chanical Council, Her Ladyship moved the entire planet to this remote concealed Star System."
"Those artificial angels of the chanical Council lost contact with the chanical Sun and beca 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 beca fewer and fewer."
"Finally, various experints on the ground achieved certain results, allowing us to deceive the detection and review chanisms of these rigid chanical entities, making them recognize us as ’native humans.’
"Being recognized as ’native humans,’ these chanical Autonomous Units naturally couldn’t defy their original code to attack, giving us imnse advantage suddenly, and many chanical bodies were cleared by us at this stage, except for a few ’Artificial Angels’ with self-judgnt abilities."
"Caught in the conflict of logical codes, they fought with greatly reduced strength, and many began to choose avoidance."
"At this ti, the active ’Artificial Angels’ on the ground beca fewer and fewer until they were almost invisible."
"The chanical Cluster’s sphere of influence was compressed to the extre, and we thought this was victory."
"But an anomaly occurred later."
"What change?" Celestia was intrigued.
"The chanical Cluster produced new individuals again, embedding brand new identification codes and chanisms, thus reassessing us as enemies and comncing 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 chanical bodies had completely erased the code for ’native human,’ aning that even true native humans would not receive preferential treatnt. From then on, the only mission of the remaining chanical 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."
"So 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 nas known as the Rescue Association."
"This process wasn’t entirely smooth, as so ’Artificial Angels’ refused this overwrite, altered judgnts, but knew staying on this planet would only lead to extinction, thus preparing to flee."
"These ’Artificial Angels’ maintaining original chanisms and their led chanical bodies beca anomalies within the chanical Cluster on the ground; they were deed 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 so intelligence, about who exactly is the ’Mother Body’ controlling all chanical bodies behind the scenes." The blonde woman spoke mysterious words.
Upon hearing this, Celestia couldn’t help but beco fully attentive, eagerly looking at her elder beside her, hoping to learn the answer.
"Celestia can’t resist curiosity sotis." The counterpart gently stroked the face of this Silver-winged Angel and continued.
"The ’Mother Body’ should be Olivia, leading all chanical bodies at the ti, 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 chanical bodies, with a sword. Without lingering, she imdiately moved to other Star Domains, participating in the prolonged war then.
"Indeed, we all thought she was dead; otherwise, the subsequent chanical Cluster wouldn’t have been routed."
"But after analyzing mory 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 chanical 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 chanical Cluster on the ground, you must find her hiding spot, use Olivia’s authority to alter the logical code of current chanical bodies on the planet, thus not only saving remaining civilizations below but also averting the crisis of destruction that chanical bodies might ultimately bring to the Silver Wings."
"Since dear sister said so, there must already be so clues and leads, right?" Celestia realized, recognizing that this idea had been brewing in the counterpart’s mind for quite so ti.
"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 teor descended again from the sky, streaking across the vast and dark night.
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