There's no information about Olivia here, but the three of them discovered more important historical records. If what's stated above is true, it ans that the prominent figures of the End of the Fifth Epoch, including the Black Suns, and the later chanical Council, all originated from the legacy within this spaceship.
The creators of the four Heavenly Wing races and the chanical Sun·Soft turn out to be descendants of the chanical Council, such a shocking history would be hard for anyone to believe, but it seems to be the truth. According to the records of the service robot, finally there were only four mbers who survived on this spaceship, which corresponded to the four Black Suns.
From displaced mortals to divine Suns, this unimaginable gap naturally left the crew mbers of the spaceship with a disoriented and unstable state of mind, which eventually led to various incidents.
Securing the four crystals, Tilan slowly stood up and then carefully approached the spaceship's control panel. After so searching, she pressed one of the slots, ejecting the mory Chip within.
Carefully extracting the chip, she was a bit worried that the data and records within had been eroded by ti, then handed it to Loloria.
"Can you reproduce the content?"
At this mont, Loloria also appeared solemn, very carefully and respectfully receiving the chip, inserting it into her wrist.
The rustling sound of data retrieval was exceptionally clear in this quiet space, Celestia also nervously awaited the results.
"The content... is out." Loloria's voice contained restrained excitent.
"The data recorded here is more comprehensive, including even the final process of the fallen planet." She read through the data, narrating continuously.
"Just like the recording we heard earlier, there was severe internal conflict and struggle on the spaceship, many mbers sacrificed and died. However, midway, this senior Omoh inserted the data chip containing the Throne of God plan into a small chanical body, and launched it via an escape pod." Loloria projected the scene at that ti.
A man covered in blood, staggering, knelt before a small hemispherical chanical body, inserting that precious chip, then embraced it, placing it into the only escape pod, allowing it to leave the spaceship and enter the endless Star Sea.
Not long after, he fought and retreated, facing the companions opposing and retaliating against him, retreating step by step to the cockpit, and finally controlling the spaceship, crashing it into this fallen planet.
The already damaged spaceship had no defense when breaking through the atmosphere, its hull was lted by intense heat, emitting thick smoke, finally crashing down, breaking into two.
Unknown how much ti passed, the computer here was activated once more. Four surviving mbers ca here, like Tilan, they played the recording via the headset. After listening, the four remained silent for a long ti before leaving, and then the cockpit computer shut down again, losing data.
"Wait, those four people." Celestia anxiously asked Loloria to rewind the footage, replaying the sights of the four figures of varying heights.
First from the left is a gentle-looking young man with glasses, wearing a simple white shirt, appearing introverted and reserved. The second is an elder with a neat hairstyle, wearing a well-tailored suit over a lab coat. The third is a relatively short girl, holding a clipboard with both hands, having slightly old-fashioned braids, looking simple and shy. The last is a tall woman with black hair and slanted bangs, her eyes slightly purple, casually draped in a stylish coat.
Before becoming a god, Xi Aiflian was female, either the third or fourth one, and the fourth one obviously better fits the characteristics of the creator Dark Sun·Cui Kalans of the Butterfly Species. This ans the creator of the Silver Wings is that seemingly inconspicuous, slightly timid girl.
This was the first ti Celestia learned the appearance of Xi Aiflian during her mortal tis, completely different from the imaginations of the Silver Wings. In the poems and records circulated among the Silver Wings, Xi Aiflian should be a noble and beautiful woman like a princess, who created the equally glamorous and noble Silver Wings based on her own appearance and temperant.
The destruction of past fantasies, the demystified truth brought Celestia yet another shock. Xi Aiflian in the past was so ordinary and simple, yet she later created the incredibly powerful Silver Wings.
Digesting this precious history of past tis left the three sowhat dazed, taking a while to erge from this imrsive state and recall what they needed to do.
"Here is probably not Olivia's hiding place, let's leave first." Tilan used a special Secret Technique, forming transparent crystals out of thin air like barriers, sealing this area again, then the three slowly retreated from the crashed spaceship.
Hours later, they flew into the sky again, overlooking the huge crater below and the flickering lights inside amidst the biting snow and wind, their hearts filled with emotion.
The four Black Suns and the chanical Council unexpectedly originated from here, no wonder this planet beca a battleground for various forces.
After returning to the airplane's landing spot, the group set off again, retreating back to the relatively safe North Continent.
"I think I need to rest for a few days." Celestia apologetically said to Tilan.
"It's okay, everyone else also needs so rest." Tilan comforted her.
After the end of this journey, everyone was exhausted, plus the last stronghold was in the sea, currently where the chanical Cluster reigns supre and where the Floating Mother Ship exists, making it several tis more dangerous than the previous two locations.
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