Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva
Chapter 1083 - 135: The End of the Old Era_2

[Fifth Epoch Year 3589, the Stellar Dragons entrenched in the Silver Heart were entirely annihilated by the increasingly powerful Black Suns, and some Black Suns acquired information about the Moon Crown.]

[Fifth Epoch Year 3711, Dark Sun·Ereasis was reborn; he rose again after extinguishing the Crown and acquired a brand-new ability, distinct from the past powers of interfering with matter and energy. He gained authority related to space—once the domain of the Moon Crown.]

[Fifth Epoch Years 3711-3904, approximately seven unique Black Suns were born. They each acquired authority in the domain of space-time, significantly enhancing their power, positioning them above other Black Suns.]

[Fifth Epoch Year 3956, at the edge of the Milky Way, the ρ Mechanical Council was established. They built their own Dark Sun·Roux on the foundation of numerous mechanical life forms to gain protection. Dark Sun·Roux, also possessing authority in the domain of space-time, provided the ρ Mechanical Council's members with exceptional mobility, allowing them to survive amidst the conflicts of many Black Suns.]

[Fifth Epoch Years 4000-4200, with the clandestine support of the ρ Mechanical Council, old humans in various locations obtained technology and heritage data, gradually establishing various rescue associations to aid those old humans hunted by the newborn races.]

[Fifth Epoch Years 4200-4241, perceiving the protective actions of the Mechanical Council by Dark Sun·Roux, multiple Black Suns united in a strangulation effort, tearing Dark Sun·Roux apart in 4241, leading to the destruction of the ρ Mechanical Council. The scattered rescue associations lost support and struggled once again to survive on their own.]

[Fifth Epoch Years 4250-4400, to avoid persecution by the newborn races, the remaining old humans and various rescue associations began crafting superluminal spaceships for a nomadic existence. During this process, some old humans and rescue associations received support from the Mermaids, a branch of humanity under the Deep Sea Alliance. They taught these refugees the necessary techniques and experiences for wandering through the universe and provided incredibly valuable star map data to help them evade various dangers. Thereafter, these nomadic fleets gradually learned to engage in interstellar trade and were dubbed 'locust merchants' by the newborn races of the time for being as irksome as insects yet impossible to eliminate.]

[Fifth Epoch Years 4400-4500, although called 'locust merchants,' years of wandering allowed these trade caravans to gather a wealth of knowledge and technical data, leading to the development of their distinct specialties. They began to identify as enterprises or companies, selling items of interest and in short supply to the warring newborn races. These items included entertainment products favored by the higher-ranking newborn races, such as stories, films, games, extravagant clothing, and information about distant star domains. Through these bribes, these enterprises or companies finally carved out a narrow right to survive amidst the conflicts of the Black Suns.]

[Fifth Epoch Year 4502, July 27, a memorable day, when the three sages praised as Saints by posterity—Melaillo, Monedisa, and Metrid—publicly broadcasted the secret technique formula for severing consciousness connections throughout the galaxy. This formula allowed individuals among the newborn races to detach from the consciousness network constructed by their clans, become independent entities, and avoid direct mental contamination by their peers. It also protected other species, including old humans, from the influence of mind-control spells.]

[Fifth Epoch Year 4512, the Sigma Mechanical Council was established. They constructed a new type of mechanical life using the revolutionary severance formula. These new mechanical lifeforms were impervious to abilities related to the mind, preventing them from being brainwashed or driven insane by the strong psychic presence of the Black Suns, serving as daggers capable of godslaying, albeit still relatively weak at the time.]

[Fifth Epoch Year 4526, the 'Golden Flame Flower' Isenisha followed a visiting spaceship and left her birthplace, the Twin Trees Star Domain, venturing into the vast universe. Her arrival marked the fitting together of the last piece of the puzzle, heralding the gradual end of the Fifth Epoch.]

When the book flipped to the final page, Tilan felt like she breathed a sigh of relief—this sorrowful era finally came to a close.

In the time to come, the 'Golden Flame Flower' Isenisha began her legend, uniting various forces across interstellar space, gradually weaving them together to form a unified and formidable power. Distinct from the Black Suns born from brainwashing and industrial cultivation, she exhibited the qualities humans ought to possess—intellect, unity, wisdom, spirituality, sacrifice—these ethereal traits, slowly pulling the entire civilization out of the abyss, returning to the right path step by step.

Looking at history always makes the recorded eras seem overly virtuous, feeling somewhat unreal. However, returning to that painful and dark era, truly experiencing the various separations of life and death, the cruelty and hardship of the world, one would realize how precious and desirable that warmth was.

Because in that era, life wasn't very rare. Just like the fragmented dirt by the roadside, it could disappear at any time. Exchanging this fragile and easily dispersed life for a bit of hope and warmth, in their view, was worthwhile and cost-effective.

Yes, worthwhile and cost-effective. In peaceful times, life is often said to be invaluable, but in that era, when lives were like weeds, life had a price—and it was very low.

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After finishing her tidying up, Tilan visited Feruceline again, asking her about Angels and the Cult.

'The Cult's heritage comes from the ρ Mechanical Council, which initially raised the Dark Sun·Roux. When the π Mechanical Council trapped in the Silver Heart was destroyed, some descendants scattered as refugees, and we are among them.'

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"You asked why there's no mechanical heritage; that's because later, the ρ Mechanical Council was also destroyed. The branch that inherited mechanical technology founded the Sigma Mechanical Council, while we only inherited part of the Four Originals."

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"Yes, precisely because we once raised a Black Sun, we deeply understand and know how these Artificial Angels come into existence."

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"Your situation might not be an Artificial Angel, but there is a partial artificial intervention in your birth, making it difficult for me to discern."

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"Do you think you have a certain mission? Such a matter, I can't answer for you. If I had to say, I certainly hope you will become a great Songstress someday, leading civilization to another peak. But I also deeply understand that such things can't be forced; it all depends on your personal choice."

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"If I could choose, I'd actually want to kill you, because your existence is too unstable. There's a fifty percent chance you'll be a great Songstress and a fifty percent chance you'll become a resurrected Black Sun—I don't like gambling."

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"Why did I choose not to kill you? That's because I failed. If Sifnelian's Sigh can't destroy you, then other methods are also destined to find it difficult to kill you. The most likely outcome would be birthing a Wraith filled with resentment, which would mean that my actions would lead to the fulfillment of the apocalypse prophecy—I am an intelligent Saintess and Angel; I wouldn't do such foolish and extreme things."

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"Deception is troublesome; you're a Songstress, making deceiving you even more troublesome and challenging. Telling you these things is not only to show goodwill but also to hope that you can foresee your dangerous situation. I don't want to say that because of some coincidental misunderstandings, you'll be forced into a sort of dark, inescapable dead end."

"You must consciously avoid choices that could make you fall into darkness, striving to stay on the right path."

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"I'll always remain at Saint Carthanas. If someday you feel not quite right, you can return here to recuperate and seek refuge."

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"Farewell, Hexia Tilan."

Boarding the superspace aircraft heading for space, Hexia waved to the city below. Although it couldn't be seen, she knew in some corner, that Sifnelian Saintess was certainly watching her departure.

Goodbye, Feruceline. Despite the coexistence of liking and disliking, this Saintess possessing the power of a Seraph was indeed a friend Hexia found unforgettable.