Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva-Chapter 1599 - 71: Burning Chariot (Part 2)

With the support of the grandiose belief, she began to break free from the stagnated Dawn Tier phase, steadily stepping into the Radiant Sun Level, and slowly advancing towards the Blazing Sun Level, a future that could be foreseen.

Under her rapid approval and proclamation, many restraining frameworks of the past were shattered, and to implement her will and policies, a brand new department began to take shape.

"Its name is the Burning New Department, meaning to burn the old and renew with fire."

The members of this department wore neat uniforms with gold-plated epaulets, and they were granted the same right to carry swords as the Court of Judgment. Under the powerful will of this Federation Songstress, they would seize many responsibilities and rights originally belonging to the Court of Judgment and take charge of their maintenance.

"What is your responsibility?!"

Crimson banners hung from the sides of the hall, emblazoned with striking symbols—blood-red wings unfolding from a sea of flames. Beneath this grand and vast hall, nearly ten thousand members dressed in flame cloaks stood straight, their gaze as fiery as spears.

"To enact the will of the Volcano Songstress!"

The orderly sound was like a steel symphony, striking the world. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"What is the will of the Volcano Songstress?!"

On the front platform of the hall, the leader in heavy armor and cloak asked in a resounding voice.

"To fight until death!"

The heat in the eyes of nearly ten thousand people was enough to lift this dome.

"What is death?!"

Still unsatisfied, still not enough, the figure on the platform once again issued the most extreme inquiry.

"Death is the flame of the new burn!!"

The blood-red wing emblem, manipulated by a slender silver metal arm, embedded in the skin amid high temperatures. Based on this, numerous fine neural filaments extended from beneath the emblem, connecting various parts of the body and reconstructing a brand new system, granting each member of the Burning New Department enhanced combat power.

This was a long-forgotten technology, now once again implemented in this world.

The field that ordinary people dared not set foot in, they, the Burning New Department, would step into.

The new technologies that the timid dared not try, they would be the first group of experimenters to participate in.

The cages that conservatives dared not break, they would smash as flames to tear down the world.

In the year following the establishment of the Burning New Department, the number of those judged by them and who died under the blazing flame light saber and at the execution ground exceeded the sum of the past 20 years in the Federation.

"Why are they able to do it? Was the old Court of Judgment useless?" a young person sat on the beach discussing this with a friend beside them.

"No, you just haven’t seen the Court of Judgment during the time of Emuralin." The friend next to them took off their glasses and slowly began.

"If you really understood what happened in the past, you would know that 400 years ago, the Court of Judgment killed even more than the current Burning New Department, to an almost terrifying extent."

"Today’s Court of Judgment is the result of being continuously weakened and having power consolidated by generations of fearful council members and politicians; they are no longer as sharp and ruthless as they once were."

"Politicians unwilling to relinquish power, uncooperative corporate representatives, unsupportive social celebrities, will all live in their shadow, never at peace."

On the other side of the world, in the high-rise building of a giant business drawing all eyes, heavy footsteps slowly moved down the corridor. Behind the fiery exoskeleton armor lay the shattered remains of Autonomous Units, many resisting forces were dragged and smashed by the blazing hot light sword.

The once unshakable doors were abandoned to one side, while a wall beside them was smashed into a bulge. Accompanied by a loud sizzling sound, a searing light saber slowly penetrated the meter-thick protective isolation wall, carving out a new entrance.

The burning light saber and the trembling made those hiding here shake with fear, among them millionaires in neat suits, beautiful and famous film stars, and their relatives and accomplices who benefited alongside them.

"No!" someone among them cried out.

"Why are they pursuing us here, didn’t we change our stance last month to support the great Volcano Songstress?" They murmured, retreating continually, and by this time, fear had drowned out reason, preventing them from thinking or remaining calm.

"I want to leave here, quickly, get me a flight vehicle!" a man dialed the terminal at his side.

But all that responded to him were endless crackling sounds; the signal network in this area had long been cut off and controlled by the Burning New Department, and no images or sounds could be transmitted outwards. Even if they spread, in less than ten seconds, the thousands of T1 level super AI monitoring the Aijeika Network would instantly control the discourse and every source of disseminating information.

Outside the building of this giant business, heavy shuttlecrafts landed slowly, and thousands of combat personnel in white exoskeleton armor jumped out, quickly embracing their weapons, setting up defensive lines, and sealing off the area.

They were special police officers notified, and today their task was to isolate everything around this business from the outside world. As for what would happen inside, they neither knew nor wanted to know.

When the Burning New Department was executing its mission, they were not to inquire or obstruct in any way. That was now the order and norm of the Federation.

Three hours later, medical rescue vehicles arrived at the scene, and medical rescue personnel in protective clothing entered, but they only dragged out severely burned, indistinguishable corpses and fragments of unclear origin.

Under the powerful will of this Volcano Songstress, the Federation began taxing all wealthy individuals, and for the most profitable giant businesses, the tax rate was set so high that it could reach up to 90%, meaning 90% of revenue would be surrendered, not including various expenses.

The databases of all banks and financial platforms would be interconnected and monitored by the Federation’s Supreme Central Bank, and every registered council member and high official of the Federation had to make their finances transparent and public. Any unregistered or undisclosed assets would be considered illegal, subject to confiscation and accountability at any time.

Everything would be under the surveillance of the Aijeika Network, with no more secrets or privacy.

The entire ’Fire Lotus - Radiant Star’ faction was like a train gradually starting on tracks, placing every combustible fuel into its burning furnace, making it blaze more fiercely and produce stronger power. Its steel wheels roared and turned, blasting steam as it charged across the train body, and the speeding train would advance through the forest filled with rotting wood, crushing everything to pieces and converting it into fuel for its burning furnace.

The train advances, crushing rotting wood, the flames grow stronger, the roar intensifies.

"Wealth is merely the flowing and steaming liquid in the train, useful only when boiled, and if left in those rich people’s bathtubs, it will eventually rot with their corpses."

Through overwhelming reform methods, the Federal Government rapidly gathered unimaginable and terrifying funds, a budget overflowing to the extreme, and they would sprinkle it into every corner like the steam from the water tank of a train.

Under the leadership of the Federal Official, the two major technology systems once held by ’Radiant Stars’ and ’Jade Dragon’ began spreading to the Milky Way at a hundredfold speed.

"Every planet will establish a Dragon Vein Circulation System, and every star system in the Milky Way will be illuminated for humanity’s space stations."

"Our steps will cover the world, omnipresent, and this Galaxy Star Sea will be transformed by our hands, plowed with knives and fire!"

All projects absorbed resources frantically and recruited personnel for expansion. Now, the Federation’s employment rate began climbing from 40% to 100%, and even surged to 120%. Even if you had not yet graduated, if you were not yet of age, if you already had a job, companies were still reaching out to you, hoping you would sign a contract.

The development and innovation of technology generated a strong demand black hole, devouring all societal contradictions.

Increasing demands would promote the birth of more and more population, and increasingly larger populations would, in turn, produce even broader demands.

The flames burn fiercely, the sea of fire grows stronger

The sea of fire grows stronger, the flames burn fiercer