Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

Butterfly wings lifted Hexia higher and higher into the sky, her speed accelerating, making it increasingly difficult for the mechas below to aim as their angles grew insufficient and the distance stretched further away.

"Rush up," an urgent command voice came through the communicator.

Six mechas fired intense blue jets from their backs, chasing the silhouette of the girl in the sky, the torrents of bullets cascading through the night like a rainfall of light, then scattering downward.

However, as Hexia soared higher, her control over the situation grew stronger; sometimes, she could easily spin a few circles through the nighttime sky, easily dodging the frantic firing from below.

The 'Lin Xi-b1 model' was inherently bulky and had poor flight capabilities; chasing after a girl with exceptional speed while aiming and shooting amidst constant motion and shaking made the task exceedingly difficult.

The pursuers soon realized that it might be impossible to complete their mission because they were getting further and further from the girl, who had even deliberately slowed down to keep them in chase, preventing them from giving up entirely.

Although Hexia felt at ease at the moment, she did not let her guard down, knowing that if someone truly wanted her dead, they would not only send these few mechas. Given her performance at the Winter Festival competitions, these bulky and heavily armed mechas were probably just a diversion to draw attention.

Sure enough, as she gradually escaped the effective range of the mechas' aim, a silver thread flashed through the air, piercing the girl's neck and drawing a fine trail of blood. And when the silver thread aimed to pierce the girl's forehead for the second time, the figure of the girl previously injured in the nocturnal sky slowly faded away like a phantom.

Several kilometers away in the night sky, a silver figure spat out a curse and then hastily took off, preparing to retreat. But mere seconds later, a beam of blue light streaked past him, severing his arm.

Hexia, flying through the night sky with deep blue burning eyes, watched the assassin who had attempted on her life. The opponent was most likely a Transcendent of the Slashing Blade Sequence 7, with a particularly specialized occupation, exceptionally strong in one aspect but lacking the attributes that a Sequence 7 Transcendent should possess in other areas.

The assassin, whose arm was severed, did not scream but moved with difficulty at the same high speed to dodge Hexia's second slash. Then his figure contracted, turning into a silver lightning bolt, shooting far into the nighttime sky.

Energy transformed the body, temporarily turning the flesh and blood into a similar lightning energy body, then breaking through human and physical limits to move at high speeds; no wonder with her reaction speed and perception, she could not dodge that first strike.

However, even for a Sequence 7, such a technique could not last long. Hexia's speed increased once more, her figure nearly disappearing in the night sky as she pursued the fleeing silver shadow.

Five seconds later, the assassin reappeared, noticeably weakened but nearly ten kilometers away from the spot where Hexia had severed his arm. With such speed, he was confident that no one could catch up to him.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, preparing to report the situation and then retreat, two beams of blue sword light emerged, effortlessly severing his other arm and a leg, while the sword edge pierced his heart. A burst of extreme cold magic power spread instantly, completely freezing the assassin.

Pulling out the sword, the girl watched her enemy fall to the earth. With a wave of her hand, a white feathered, clear-eyed White Kite soared out, its claws grabbing the frozen assassin, slowly descending.

She definitely needed to keep a survivor; she didn't want her attacker to die so soon.

If she hadn't been vigilant just now, the attacker's strike to her head might have indeed ended her life on the spot; after all, the assailant's attack was lethal to an extreme, not only due to the unpredictable silver thread penetration but also the transcendent poison contained within the silver line.

To fight such an opponent, she reckoned she would have to follow in his footsteps and transform herself into a crystal-like energy body to avoid fatal wounds and toxin contamination.

Though the ability of Time Retrospect was also one of her talents, she did not find it very reliable to use; she wouldn't gamble with her life unless truly desperate, and it wasn't every time that she could encounter someone like Temisia who didn't fully interfere to prevent her from resurrecting during her time reversal.

After losing their locked target, the six giant mechs in the night sky seemed somewhat perplexed. Despite their unmatched firepower, not being able to find the enemy or catch up to the target made them as helpless as a blind man or a cripple. They could only descend reluctantly, ready to deal with any remaining personnel on the battlefield before evacuating.

However, no sooner had the six mechs landed than they realized the planes that had been assisting with search and positioning were now nowhere to be seen, and the rear command center that had been in contact with them through an encrypted channel had cut off communication.

Standing in the darkness, a chilling unease suddenly rose among the unfamiliar mech pilots, filling their minds with an extremely bad premonition.

'Has the mission failed?' a strained voice emerged on the squad's internal channel.

'Go, quick!'

Suddenly remembering something, one of the members shouted before rapidly turning their mech and heading toward the prearranged evacuation location, where, according to the plan, a flight vehicle would be waiting to take them away from this place after the mission was completed.

But as they moved toward the predetermined position, earsplitting screeches tore through the night sky. Seven giant aerospace fighters with pitch-black wings broke through the outer atmosphere like falling meteors, dragging long red trails that split the entire night sky open.

Countless dazzling flares were released from beneath the aircraft, then flashed and exploded into brilliant light, burning brightly. The sky and earth within a fifty-kilometer radius were illuminated as if it were high noon.

'This...'

As the shocking sight unfolded in the sky, the few mech pilots inside were almost petrified. Even though they were once military personnel, they had never seen such an overwhelming show of force. But the end was not yet in sight. As the bellies of the seven giant aerospace fighters opened, tiny black dots dispersed across the sky, luminous as daylight, and then screamed down in a dive.

The pitch-black angles, sharp contours, and the elite identifiers and stern designs of the fighters all manifest the formidable strength of these main battle mechs currently in service.

The 'Black信翁-A2 model,' an elite Sequence 6 mech among the Federal Army, excels in speed, firepower, armor, and close combat, with very few weaknesses. It is the absolute core force of the current military mech armor.

Hundreds of 60-meter-tall black mechs scattered with a howling sound, their armor crisp and angular, exuding an intimidating force. They were evenly distributed to various sectors according to predetermined locations, with only three 'Black信翁-A2 models' diving toward the six Lin Xi mechs.

Whether out of the shock of their impending demise or the desire to mount one last resistance, the six grey-green mechs raised their gun barrels and fired at the diving black mechs at full force. The dense bullets sprayed on the surface of the Black信翁, sparking profusely and obliterating its outline.

Then, the three Black信翁 tore directly through this exploding bullet storm, and with a 'hum,' their red light sabers were drawn out, piercing and igniting the three 'Lin Xi' mechs in front. The three mechs then turned around, and before the remaining three Lin Xi mechs could even swivel their guns, they were dissected from the back.

Facing the advanced 'Black信翁' Sixth Rank mechs, the 'Lin Xi' mechs, which should have been retired, appeared especially clumsy and powerless. Even their once-praised firepower could not penetrate the sturdy armor of the Black信翁. The obvious generational gap left the pilots inside desperate.

Minutes later, the six 'Lin Xi-B1 model' mech pilots were escorted out of their cockpits. Standing on the ground, they watched the planes zooming across the sky and the countless Autonomous Units conducting low-altitude searches, feeling shocked and puzzled as to who their target could be tonight.

Even the daughter of the Star Domain Governor wouldn't warrant such a large force, right? And far off in the distant sky, even the shadows of starships slowly passing by caused breaths to catch.

Could it be? A terrifying hypothesis slowly emerged.

The name that was gaining popularity in the Four-leaf Crystal Star Domain, as well as certain images that the Federal Center had been trying to promote for a millennium, slowly surfaced in their minds. Even though they had braced themselves for some eventualities, they had not expected someone to be bold enough to hire them for such a deed. And if it was an assassination of such a person, then from the start, they would have had no way out. With the wrath of the Federal Center and the severity of the Court of Judgment, if they actually succeeded in their mission, the first to silence them would be the employer, who wouldn't let the threat trace back to the plotters behind the scenes.