The time-based admiral of KanColle

"Know!"

Facing the cold urging of the black enterprise, Hei Kaohsiung, who was as calm as water, directly cut the entire sky with a knife.

However, as for the surrounding space fault, the light curtain around the holy throne only showed some cracks, which frightened the black dog who was unable to breathe for a moment and immediately stood up his ink-stained ears.

Fortunately, on the other side, Black York City, who was hurriedly changing into light pajamas, also realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and directly rolled up a large piece of hazy and bright moon mist, instantly concealing the figure of the huge Black Eagle.

"There's no point trying to hide!"

With surging energy rolling up, Marco Polo had just used a huge beam of light to pierce through the moon mist when a gap of medium size suddenly appeared behind the light curtain of the Holy Throne.

Until the next moment, Hei Kaohsiung jumped out and used his slender hands wrapped in bandages to insert his sword into the light curtain, forcing out a tiny gap.

As some shadows infiltrated, Black Sheffield poked his head out from the shadows, throwing out the black enterprise hiding in the shadows and rushed towards Marco Polo's throne.

However, just as the black enterprise that rushed in was about to teleport Marco Polo to Mars to reflect on his actions, a petite figure suddenly jumped up from above the Holy Throne without any warning.

"Whoa!"

With a crazy loli smile and fierce shark teeth, the light and soft good guy Richard jumped directly onto the face of the unsuspecting Black Enterprise at super high speed, and hugged Black Enterprise's face tightly like a small facehugger.

As the good man Richard completely hung the cute black stockings that looked like they were damaged in battle on Black Enterprise's soft waist, Black Enterprise, who was slow to react, finally realized something and his body froze instantly.

There was no struggle, no screaming. Black Enterprise, who fainted on the spot, began to fall from the sky with the good man Richard, until they drew a beautiful arc over the port area.

Whoosh~~~Boom!

Black business sauce!!!

Seeing that Black Enterprise had broken through the dome of the White Eagle Stadium and completely lost response, Baltimore and the others, who were originally beating up Bad Pineapple with other Embers, finally realized that something was wrong.

"See? This is real power!"

After seeing that the most troublesome black enterprise was dealt with by her, Marco Polo, who was instantly proud, couldn't help but stick out his pink tongue in a playful manner, and then announced condescendingly over the entire port area.

"And I, Marco Polo, from now on, am the God of KanColle!!!"

As Marco Polo made these proclamations, meteorites suddenly fell from the sky and transformed into huge black mechas, which landed abruptly in the port area like octopus spiders.

Finally, when the peaceful and tranquil port area continued to be filled with earthquake-like noises, the Shinano and other ships that had poked their fox heads out finally lost the desire to sleep.

At the same time, after the so-called rumbling in the port area, Marco Polo, who was standing on the holy throne, became more and more excited.

That's right! You have to know that she didn't just choose to rebel on the spot because of a whim.

In this rebellion plan, she planned for more than a month with Dibel, the arbitrator demon who symbolizes calculation and scheming, and even did not forget to win over the crazy good guy Richard.

META consciousness is responsible for dealing with the Embers, Dibel is responsible for dealing with the Sirens, He goes to stop the commander, and she is specifically responsible for killing these useless port ship women!

Just as Marco Polo was immersed in the grand blueprint of the great plan, with the help of the loudspeakers in the port, warnings from ships such as Saratoga were transmitted directly to Marco Polo.

[I didn't expect you to choose to join the Siren for power. Do you still have the consciousness of being a ship girl? ]

Facing Saratoga's strong condemnation, the righteous Marco Polo took out his trumpet and said, "Shut up! You double-minded people, are you just pointing fingers at me from the moral high ground?"

"The commander did the same thing, and he always sticks around with the good guy Richard and the others. Why don't you say anything about him?"

[Well! Anyway, the commander will not let you go when he comes back! ]

As if they realized that Marco Polo really wanted to rebel against them this time, the raiders and other older sisters standing in the broadcasting room had no choice but to continue persuading Marco Polo, who suddenly became depressed.

After all, judging from Marco Polo's performance just now, the opponent has indeed obtained unimaginable ship equipment enhancements.

[That’s right, have you forgotten the vows you made to Honey… No, do you think the commander will just sit there and do nothing about you, Ms. Marco Polo!? ]

[Be careful, the commander will hang you on the beach in the port and throw rotten tomatoes! ]

"Shut up. I don't have to fight the commander anyway. I just need to deal with all of you."

Taking advantage of the fact that his commander was in another world, Marco Polo put his hands on his waist and added smugly, "I will rule you directly and lock you all up first!"

"From now on, you must bow down to me every day, and then I will give you a ticket to meet the commander. If you don't want to be a commander who can only play for ten minutes a day, then surrender to me!"

Having said that, Marco Polo, as if she was sure of victory, leaned forward and seduced the ship girls in the port.

"And the first ship girl to surrender, I can let her fight as a commander for more than an hour every day!"

[You bastard!!!]

Just as New Jersey and the others were getting angry about Marco Polo's violent remarks about his rule, on the other side, inside the Donghuang camp, Hua Jia and Ding An were lying on the windowsill, staring at the outrageous scene outside in a daze.

In this regard, Binjiang next to him couldn't help but hold up his proud chest bag and nodded with emotion: "Good fellow, I thought my face was invincible, who is this general?"

"Born as a rebel, with a wolf-like look, he is even more Wei Yan than Wei Yan... No, should I say Sima Zhongda?"

Thinking that Marco Polo had so blatantly stood against the entire port area, Zhenhai was extremely surprised and felt something was wrong while shaking his feather fan.

After all, given her character, she would probably rebel only after having a sufficient plan, perhaps because Miss Diberu had been cooperating with her in private.

It has to be said that Marco Polo had a unique talent in the field of rebellion.

Just as Zhenhai was hesitating about what to do, Haitian, who seemed a little nervous, couldn't help but whisper to Zhenhai: "Well, how about we go find other Sirens to help?"

"Do you think those emotionless Sirens would care about the lives of us women on the ship?"

"Yes, indeed..."

"Having said that, I have a feeling that the Siren side might not be at peace either."

In response to Zhenhai's reminder, Yixian and the others looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

And at the same time——

In the luxurious palace of another world, Yaxu, who had finally finished filming a movie, was lying limply on the luxurious big bed, letting the plump Veneto apply massage oil to him.

But at this moment, a slight sound of an emergency communicator suddenly came from the waist.

Hearing the noise, before Yaxu could open it, the automatically popped-up light screen quickly reflected the figure of Mingshi's panicked green velvet profiteer cat.

[Oh no! Commander, something happened in the port again, meow!]

Facing Akashi's usual complaints, Yaxu, who was stunned on the spot, couldn't help but ask instinctively: "What's wrong?"

[Marco Polo of the Sardinian Empire suddenly rebelled! 】

Facing Akashi's panic shouting, Yaxu paused for a moment and couldn't help but slap his hand on his forehead in a vivid way.

But before Yaxu could express his opinion, a light screen that forcibly invaded suddenly squeezed out from the side.

[Hehe~ Commander, see, this is the true strength of Marco Polo! ]

Looking at Marco Polo, who seemed to be showing off to him and talking big to him while sitting on the magic throne, Yaxu was stunned for a moment and finally had to push Veneto beside him in front of the light screen.

There was no other way. After all, for something like this, it was more appropriate for Lord Veneto, the flagship of the Sardinian Empire, to persuade Marco Polo with emotion and reason to give up his shameful act of rebellion as soon as possible.

But it is obvious that Marco Polo gave a vivid "Pooh" to the appearance of Veneto.

Chapter 1780 Retrieving the Large Veneto Lady

"I'm counting on you, Veneto. Please use your flagship's majesty to personally persuade Marco Polo to turn back from his wrong path!"

On the luxurious Sardinian bed, facing the urgent request of his commander, Veneto with a natural face could not help but stand there in a daze, and his silver-gray eyes blinked a few times.

So the next second, facing the screen of Marco Polo's declaration in front of him, Veneto finally remembered that he was the flagship of Sardinia, so he slowly placed his soft and delicate hands on his chest and began to soothe him in a relaxed tone: "Marco Polo, stop it."

"The hope, faith, and kindness of the Sardinian Empire are the foundation of peace. If you keep thinking about making trouble, you will die young."

At this point, Veneto, who let his wavy hair fall, clasped his hands together and continued to persuade Marco Polo with a pacifist attitude, tolerant and natural: "As long as you apologize now, I'm sure everyone in the port area won't blame you."

"Isn't that right, Commander~?"

Looking at Veneto who seemed too idealistic, Yaxu suddenly didn't know how to respond.

After all, based on his understanding of Marco Polo, Veneto's sheep-like and harmless persuasion would only make her more unhappy.

[Ah! Veneto, do you still think that your empty talk can persuade me! ? ]

Soon, Marco Polo responded to Yaxu's expectations and stuck out his cute tongue at Veneto on the spot, and made a delicate look of disgust towards Veneto.

[You know, I have stolen the power of a god! The Sardinian flagship is a guy who can't even protect his husband's butt. You are not worthy of talking to me now! ]

Wait a minute, Marco Polo, you are taunting Veneto, please don't hurt the poor commander by mistake!

Just as Yaxu couldn't help but look away awkwardly, Marco Polo, dressed in an elegant Sardinian court robe, put black gloves on the graceful outline and emphasized confidently.

[The position of Sardinian leader is not enough for me now. You are just a laughing fellow. You should pack your bags and leave the port area as soon as possible!]

His high-pitched voice revealed his ambition. Marco Polo then turned to Yaxu and added excitedly, "In short, it's too late for you to stop me now."

[Next, I will imprison and control all the ships in the entire port area and become the true god of the port area! ]

"Ah, this is really..."

Facing Marco Polo's extremely rebellious remarks, Veneto tilted her head and quickly smiled, then turned sideways and whispered to Yaxu, "There's nothing I can do, Commander. It seems that I can't even guess who Marco Polo is."

"So please, Commander, come here. I believe the power of love will definitely make her change her mind."

"Get out of my way, you bastard flagship."

Seeing that Veneto was still acting in a carefree attitude until this moment, Roma, who had just finished taking a bath, couldn't help but step forward and kicked Veneto sideways onto the bed with his smooth and plump thighs.

Then, the equally arrogant Roma quickly turned to Marco Polo and coldly lowered his brilliant golden-blue eyes.

"I knew you had bad intentions. I'm afraid the idea of ​​filming a movie was also part of your plan. Your goal is to lure the commander out of the port so that you can take action more easily, right?"

Rome could not help feeling a little annoyed when it thought that Veneto and Littorio's idea might have been secretly instigated by Marco Polo.

After all, unlike the Empire and the others, she still retains her sharp mind and vigilance.

The next moment, Roma handed the hair dryer to Yaxu, indicating that he should help blow her wet deep sea blue wavy hair, while he slowly condemned Marco Polo on the screen.

"Don't forget, we are celebrating this guy's birthday now. Don't you feel guilty for doing this?"

[Hehe~ You don't have this trick on me. 】

As if she had anticipated that Rome would use such a question to condemn her, Marco Polo, who was sitting on the throne with her legs crossed, then took out the alarm clock from the port with a smug look on her face.

"It's already past midnight in Minato, so it doesn't matter what I do~?"

"Yeah, that seems to make sense."

Just as Veneto, who was admiring Marco Polo's beauty, couldn't help but applaud Marco Polo's wit, Rome, who took a deep breath, finally couldn't help but turned around and began to shake Veneto, who was only good at making sarcastic remarks.

At this moment, as if understanding the resentment that Rome had harbored, Marco Polo, holding the scepter of hearts, suddenly took out a remote control and brought up an extra split screen that appeared in the lower left corner.

Immediately afterwards, a Sardinian underground exhibition room of unknown significance appeared in front of Yaxu.

In that spacious and exquisite large exhibition room, there is an extremely luxurious sand castle complex that is five or six meters high and covers an area that almost includes the entire Daxin exhibition room.

With the Colosseum as the center, the Leaning Tower of Pisa, Milan Cathedral, Piazza Venezia and other exquisite sand sculpture buildings are perfectly inlaid together with street scenery.

That’s right! This is the greatest sandcastle ever created in Veneto, which takes place in the port area for a full half month during the summer.

This sand castle complex not only perfectly replicates the interior of all the Sardinian buildings, but even the little sand figures inside are carved out one by one with toothpicks, which is full of all the hard work of Veneto.

Therefore, after creating this epoch-making sand castle, Veneto could not wait to preserve it in the internal exhibition room of the Sardinian court and carefully protected it with constant temperature air conditioning and humidity controllers.

Well, there are a few little sand figures in it that were carved by him.

Looking at the familiar sand castle masterpiece in the exhibition hall, Yaxu couldn't help but recall the scene where Veneto carefully guarded the sand castle every day on the remote beach and did not forget to drive away every crab and turtle nearby.

By the way, even Southwest Wind sponsored a few small sand figures, so this sand castle has now become a famous exhibit of the Sardinian Empire in the port area (fog).

However, while Yaxu was busy expressing his feelings, Marco Polo, with a playful look on his face, silently pressed the remote control in his hand.

Boom~Bang!!!

In an instant, flames and explosions broke out in the exhibition room, and the spectacular sand castle was immediately engulfed by the flames, until large pieces of sand poured out and exploded in the messy exhibition room.

Naturally, as this tragic scene was deeply reflected in his pupils, Veneto's floating smile froze on his face.

"Marco Polo, I will regard your behavior as a betrayal of the Sardinian Empire!"

Her delicate face reflected an indescribable warmth and anger. At this moment, Veneto instantly straightened her proud royal sister figure, and switched to the so-called leader's tone, righteously emphasizing: "I now order you to surrender!"

"Otherwise we will use the Empire's methods to purge you!"

Seeing that Marco Polo had completely trampled on the dignity of their Sardinian Empire, Veneto frowned and stood up, picking up the graceful shawl beside her while questioning seriously.

"You know, that's the Sand Castle Expo that represents the history of Sardinia. Do you know how much effort it took to get this opportunity to revive Sardinia's glory?"

"It's so funny! Something as ridiculous as that shouldn't exist in this world!"

Facing Marco Polo's mocking face, Veneto pursed his lower lip and did not make any response this time. Instead, he turned sideways and reminded Yaxu: "Commander, we must hurry back to the port!"

"I'm afraid that Marco Polo has not only formed a shameful alliance with Siren's Dibel, but considering that Miss Black Enterprise has not returned yet, I'm afraid she has been dealt with by Marco Polo and his team."

"That is to say, the remaining ship girls in the port area are probably avoiding the approach of the riot of the good man Richard, and they probably don't have the energy to deal with this shameless traitor! We must go back and deal with her personally!"