Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

On the eleventh day of the competition, with only three days left, if the current situation holds, it's without a doubt that Prin, who occupies the most strongholds and has the highest points, will win first place, Ores will probably be second, and Tilan can only rank third.

"So, it's time to take action." Tilan stepped into the elevator inside the stronghold.

The edge of the girl's black fan-shaped sleeves had a gradient white trim, resembling an ink wash gradient. The overall look of her dress exuded a sense of futuristic technology. Beside her was a member of the 'Pitch Night Flower' wearing a black high-neck uniform.

The elevator arrived at the cavernous warehouse beneath the mountain, and as the conveyor belt operated, one 'Black Kite' fighter after another was sent to the cave exit, then personnel conducted final checks. Upon completion, they exited the cave and entered the open space of the field.

Walking alongside these neatly arranged war machines, the girl's gaze slowly swept over them, estimating the combat strength in her mind.

"What is the current status of Prin and Ores?" she asked the intelligence chief beside her.

"After defeating Audrey, they divided Audrey's strongholds among themselves, though Prin took the lion's share."

"Although there's no breach of alliance between the two parties at present, there is clearly a sense of vigilance towards each other."

"That's very normal, after all, they are competitors as well, and the current strength we have shown is not enough for them to be so firmly united against us." Tilan nodded slightly.

Then she leapt nimbly onto the ten-meter-high observation platform inside the mountain's hollow, overlooking the situation below. She then opened her headset and began contacting members at various strongholds within the Star Cluster.

"Let's begin, whether it results in victory or defeat."

...

[Runway indicator lights are on, all 'Black Kite' fighters enter takeoff order]

[Synchronization begins, connect all fighter pilots, activate fighter power furnaces]

As the indicator lights on the tarmac flashed on instantly, jet-black fighters emerged in the night. Their tails began to emit streams of air, and then they started advancing and accelerating along the runway, faster and faster, until the final blue jet stream suddenly expanded, and the fighters shot straight into the night sky.

Thus, one fighter after another took off in succession, almost every three seconds a 'Black Kite' fighter would zoom past, slicing through the sky.

Ten minutes later, in the infinitely azure sky, clusters of Black Kite fighters layered high and low, roaring like black clouds. As they passed over a stronghold, the laser machine guns on the fighters' undersides powered up, converting highly concentrated magic power into a torrent of blasts, bombarding the defensive towers below.

Under concentrated fire, those scattered defense towers were instantly destroyed, followed by the dropping of heavy projectiles which fell onto the stronghold, exploding with a thunderous roar. The shock wave lifted the mountain, directly damaging the internal structure of the stronghold. By the time the personnel inside reacted and prepared to escape or defend, these clustered 'Black Kite' fighters were already long gone.

In this way, under Tilan's bombardment fleet, Prin's strongholds were detonated one by one, gradually approaching its original headquarters.

"This is simply outrageous!"

In the headquarters meeting room of the Red Flame Cluster, everyone gathered together, watching the projection screen as the strongholds turned red one by one, and someone couldn't help but burst out cursing.

They had certainly anticipated that Tilan's 'Pitch Night Flower' Star Cluster would attack with fighter clusters, but in their view, even if these fighters destroyed the surface defense towers of the strongholds, to launch an assault inside, they would inevitably have to engage in street fighting or close combat, at which point they could consume the opponent's forces thoroughly.

But what they hadn't expected was that the opposing fighter clusters would never descend, maintaining high altitude and high speed, shooting and bombing all the way through without pause. Though unable to occupy those strongholds, such strongholds, due to such devastation, could hardly provide any assistance to Prin. If they continued to station people, their forces would definitely be dispersed, making it difficult to contend with the full assault of the 'Pitch Night Flower' Star Cluster.

But if they abandoned these strongholds, wouldn't it have been all for naught before? At least keeping them for the remaining three days would still generate some points income.

At this time, the choices were to either gather all personnel and engage in a decisive battle with the 'Pitch Night Flower' Star Cluster, or to have key personnel leave the headquarters and scatter, making it challenging for those planes to target the agile Transcendent.

"Are they testing me?" Prin sat on a sofa at the back of the meeting room, legs crossed, one hand propping up her face, eyes gazing at the screen, entering a thoughtful state.

"Guerrilla warfare is impossible, a wrong step leads to a chain of mistakes. If we abandon the headquarters at this moment, it'll only get more passive later, there won't be better opportunities for decisive battles, instead, being homeless due to destroyed strongholds will lead to confusion and hesitation."

"Shui Yanqing lost because they didn't go all out at the start. I won't make the same mistake."

"Summon everyone, contact the event sponsor, and redeem all points for aerial combat autonomous units."

"Which company's product should we choose?" a member leaned forward and asked.

"Since they use the black series, we'll use the white series, contact 'Celestial Magnetic White Lotus'."

"Understood!"

...

Five minutes later, one after another, black matte fighters streaked across the sky, the piercing whistle of their ultrafast flight resounding across the sky and earth. From the ground looking up, they appeared like triangular black dots crossing the blue background.

Seconds after these fighters flew by, violent flames and shock waves erupted on the ground, with the previously serene forest and grasslands being upended. The area within several kilometers was engulfed in high temperature and shockwave.