Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva-Chapter 1661 - 97: Song of the End

Federation Capital, Floral Crown Star Domain.

Inside the Central Council Hall, the golden World Tree exudes a faint halo, with two stunningly beautiful black-and-white flowers blooming, each radiating different glows that layer by layer spread out.

The council members present had stopped working long ago; at this moment, all were watching the blooming twin flowers nervously and uneasily. One flower was pale and hollow, the other a Black Kite Flower, each exuding an unusual aura.

The priests from the Golden Flame Grand Cathedral had already arrived, looking at these two special blossoms with equal surprise and suspicion.

"This... isn't the birth of a normal Sunshine-level Songstress. It's more like..."

"More like two special Black Suns." Their words carried strong unease and fear.

Unlike those Black Suns hiding in the universe and causing minor disturbances, the current emerging crowns were the only two Sunshine-level Songstresses in human civilization today. If they both fall, the consequences would drag all of humanity back into darkness, returning to the Dark Age of the Fifth Epoch.

"No, no..." The leading priest shook his head, incredulous, stepping back step by step, almost stumbling over the rows of seats behind him.

"It shouldn't be like this..."

"This is no time for lamenting, Priestess. What should we do now? Do you not have a contingency plan?" An anxious member of the council stood up and came to the priest in white robes.

"A plan, yes, a plan." He suddenly recalled something.

"Notify the Third Fleet, the Fourth Fleet, issue the final Extinction Order." His voice carried a sense of melancholic confusion, as if mechanically repeating the intelligence he knew.

The paths of the Songstress and the Black Sun show great similarities, and as early as the Isenisha era, the possibility of unexpected results was foreseen.

If a Songstress truly falls into darkness, the Golden Flame Grand Cathedral will conduct an internal execution. If the Cathedral can no longer handle the escalating situation, the Extinction Order will be issued, to be executed with the assistance of the Federation's top two fleets.

Previously, the First and Second Fleets were entrusted with this task, but during the civil war 400 years ago, these two fleets had their numbers rescinded. Now, their mission is inherited by the Third and Fourth Fleets.

As everyone knows, the simplest and most direct way to eliminate a Black Sun is to completely annihilate the subordinate race it supports. And if a Songstress falls into darkness, then the Federation residents who follow her will face the same fate.

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Third Fleet Station

The fleet, unstirred for hundreds of years, was now deploying en masse. The long, narrow hulls slowly departed from the fortress planet, the black decks reflecting a faint metallic luster under the star's light.

The number of battleships reached the thousands, and the number of fighter mechas was beyond count, akin to a black swarm covering the star system, twinkling with light, which was the airflow ejected from their sterns.

[54 Star Breakers are ready]

[Target, Southern Star Region Subordinate Star Domain]

[Extinction Order has been approved, a cognitive filter will be loaded into all starship units soon]

[Now ruling, the Southern Star Region Star Domain is occupied by fallen Newborn Races]

[The cleansing plan begins execution]

The same situation also happened in the Twin Trees Star Domain, at the Fourth Fleet Station.

[Target, the current 34,781 Star Child Space Stations within the Federation]

[Extinction Order has been approved, a cognitive filter will be loaded into all starship units soon]

[Now ruling, the existing space stations are occupied by fallen Newborn Races]

[The cleansing plan begins execution]

These numerous battleships poured out of the Star Harbor, unfolding a swirling space vortex, beginning their advance. This was originally the Children of the Stars' invention of superluminal space navigation technology, but now it was being used on the path to their extinction.

The starlight rose gently in the sky; they were the last force to guard human civilization, bound to follow the ancient oath to strike down the rising Black Sun in the sky.

Such a large-scale deployment was impossible to conceal from anyone, and some could not accept such an extreme decision, spreading the news throughout the Federation.

[Run quickly, this will be a hell on earth]

But there was now little internal resistance within the Federation. The Third and Fourth Fleets possessed not only the most advanced weapons and personnel of the Federation and human civilization but also the special decisive weapons since the establishment of the Rose Federation; no one knew the full extent of their arsenal.

Mulan Star Domain, two fleets that had ceased fire now mobilized again, but their target was no longer to fight each other; instead, they turned their direction to intercept the Third and Fourth Fleets executing the extinction cleansing plan.

Under the control of the high-hanging black-and-white dual-colored crowns in the Star Sea, two ethereal light points drew a long trajectory and fell, then bloomed, like flowers. The space tore open from the light point, revealing dark passages.

"The Star Gate Tunnel is open; all fleet members prepare." The two fleets adjusted their direction, heading towards the two opened space passages.

"Clear the front, target Central Star Domain, full army advance."

"We have no retreat, behind us is our homeland, crush them!"

Countless warships surged into the deep passage, countless lights disappeared in a moment, and all entered darkness.

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In the Twin Trees Star Domain, the Fourth Fleet, about to exit the star domain, encountered the descending Eighth Fleet in the void. The warships of both sides were similar models, all the most advanced 'Red Angel'-class battleships.

Brilliant light streams intersected within the Stellar System, and millions of warships crisscrossed this Star Sea. They could no longer form the formations of the past, entering the fray meant a brutal, close-range strangulation from the start.