Crossing the azure as a black dragon

Black Dragon's current condition is really bad. It has many bloody holes in its body, its left shoulder is pierced, blood is coming out of its head, and there are various abrasions in other places. Its ship equipment has cracks, and it looks like it will die if it is touched.

"The control room isn't in that base."

Black Dragon breathed a sigh of relief; she was just worried about not being able to find the control area.

"You dare to touch a fortress of that level? You're really not afraid of death."

Shengli's tone was a little strange.

The console can only view one area at a time. Black Dragon was lucky to be the first one discovered.

Unfortunately, there was a problem with the location of the portal.

"I didn't want to either."

Black Dragon sat up from the ground, looked at the wall in front of him with a human-shaped mark, and sighed.

"Let's take a break. I'll shut down this Mirror Sea area once I've teleported everyone in."

Victory glanced at Vigor.

"Ah."

The black dragon responded, and a pale blue light shone as the ship's equipment disintegrated and floated into its body.

The Black Dragon's floating cannons were destroyed after just one touch to the base, and even its ship equipment was cracked.

This is enough to show how terrifying the Sirens' fighting force is hidden in this mirror-like sea.

"It's a pity Hermione isn't here, so we can't enjoy tea and the view."

Ke Wei sat sideways beside the Black Flying Dragon, seemingly with some regret.

"You can just bring it yourself."

Black Flying Dragon reached up and touched his forehead; it was wet and bleeding profusely, indicating he was injured somewhere.

"Bring your own... Do you want some candy?"

Kewei touched his pocket and pulled out two candies.

This is intended as a bribe for Yuudachi.

"want."

Black Dragon didn't stand on ceremony, took one, peeled it open, and popped it into his mouth.

Hmm, it's quite sweet.

Chapter 114 The Final Battle Before Going Home

Under Shengli's control, the others were also gradually teleported to the platform. Some were seriously injured, while others were unharmed.

Having learned from Black Dragon's example, no one else made the same mistake.

"Wow, Sister Long, how did you get so badly injured!"

Completely soaked, Yuudachi squatted beside the black dragon, water dripping from the hem of her clothes onto the ground.

"Are you alright? What happened to you guys?"

Black Flying Dragon wiped the blood from his head with a handkerchief and asked in return.

The handkerchief was given to Belfast, who came in at the same time as Yuudachi. Even this perfect head maid was soaked to the bone and was currently tidying herself up in the distance.

"The weather in the area we went into was terrible. The waves were coming one after another, and that's how it was."

Yuudachi grinned, looking very displeased.

"Oh? In that case, I'm pretty lucky; the weather has been quite comfortable."

Black Flying Dragon answered with a smile.

After speaking, Black Dragon surveyed the surroundings. Most people had already arrived, and the Goddess of the Hearth was providing temporary treatment to the seriously injured.

The repair ships in this world are truly amazing. It's like magic; no matter how badly damaged they are, the Goddess of the Hearth can stop the bleeding immediately with the simplest of methods.

What surprised Black Dragon the most was Enterprise. Judging from her murderous look when she came over, she must have encountered the Sirens, but she was not injured. At this moment, she was leading her people to explore the edge of the square.

"call."

Black Dragon breathed a sigh of relief only when he saw the last person appear.

It seems that the area she encountered was one of the very few, a place where SSR characters were practically obtainable through gacha pulls.

The people in front of the control panel changed from Victory to Amagi and Bismarck, and the screen in front of the control panel was flashing wildly, as if they were searching for something.

Suddenly, Black Flying Dragon saw Shinano, who was talking to Nagamo, walking towards her with a strange smile on her face.

Black Flying Dragon stood up and looked at Shinano. Shinano's expression was no different from before she came in, except that her shrine maiden clothes were stained with black spots, indicating that she had also fought with the Sirens.

"It seems we've encountered a very difficult enemy."

Shinano put his hands into his sleeves and examined the wounds on the black dragon's body.

"Yes, we encountered two high-level sirens who claimed to be time travelers. From their conversation, it was clear that their minds were no different from ours."

Black Dragon touched his left shoulder, where there was a two-centimeter-long hole. Although it was no longer bleeding, it still looked terrifying.

Logically, such penetrating damage should have rendered the left arm useless, but Black Dragon only felt pain and could still use the arm as usual.

Although ship girls are made of flesh and blood, their physical structure is fundamentally different from that of humans.

"Don't worry about them. They still have a long way to go before they can evolve to our level."

Shinano lowered his gaze slightly and spoke softly.

"Indeed, they are still very weak, but I would like to ask, Shinano, how do you use spatial properties?"

As he spoke, Black Flying Dragon lowered his voice and moved closer to Shinano.

The fearsome one, who was resting with Glorious Victory in the distance, glanced over uncomfortably.

"If I had to put it into words, it would be something like instinct. I often travel to different worlds and different time periods through my dreams, and these are all done unconsciously."

Shinano pondered for a moment and then spoke.

"It's instinct."

Black Flying Dragon frowned. According to the usual procedure, the ship girl walks to the end of the ordinary path, and then metamorphoses into embers. By going through this process, she can completely control her power.

But she is different. She appeared as an ember, having only inherited the body's functions. Even now, she has only barely managed to make the sword energy into a controllable form.

"Don't rush, perhaps you'll become aware of this instinct in the next battle."

Shinano's lips curled into a warm smile.

"So, it really is through battle that one can grow rapidly..."

Black Dragon muttered to himself.

"Get some rest. There might be another battle waiting for us after we get out."

Shinano didn't say anything more and turned away.

Because the black dragon and Shinano were very close, Shinano's tail floated past the black dragon's eyes, and the black dragon couldn't resist and gently grabbed one of its tails.

Snapped!

Before the black dragon could even feel the warmth, its tail lashed out like a whip across the back of her hand, causing it to cry out in pain and release its grip.

"You're kidding, right? It's that flexible?"

Watching Shinano walk away seemingly unaffected, Black Flying Dragon sullenly...

He shook his hand.

"Sister Long, I have a tail too."

Yuudachi whispered a reminder from the side.

"Cough, that was an accident, don't worry about it."

Black Flying Dragon coughed lightly and strode towards the edge of the plaza.

Those transparent crystals are quite beautiful; it would be nice to buy a few to use as decorations.

"Ah~"

Yuudachi made a strange sound and followed the black dragon to the edge of the area.

This edge is just the edge of the plaza, but there are no other paths along it; it's almost entirely covered by crystal, which is beautiful but also feels somewhat eerie.

"Sister Long, this piece is so big, can you cut a rectangle out of it?"

Before they even got close, Yuudachi pointed to a two-meter-tall, plump crystal in the distance and shouted.

"Sure, what are you planning to do with this?"

Black Dragon grabbed in mid-air with her left hand, and a sheathed longsword appeared in her hand.

Because Minneapolis used to pull out a steel fork from behind her back, Black Dragon asked her for advice and was told that when you need a handy tool, you only need to unfold that part of the ship's equipment.

"It's not clear yet, but we'll definitely figure it out in the future."

Yuudachi shook his head, but refused to let go of the crystal.

"How big should it be?"

Black Dragon drew his sword and brandished it on the crystal.

"The bigger the better!"

Xili replied.

Upon hearing this, Black Flying Dragon examined the crystal in front of him again. It was an irregular cylinder, more than two meters high, but less than one meter wide.

After some hesitation, Black Dragon made three cuts, severing the crystal from the left, right, and top. Finally, it reached out and held the crystal at the bottom before making one last cut, repairing it to obtain a rectangular transparent crystal that was 80 centimeters high and 2 meters wide.

"Hey, isn't this the perfect size to use as a bed?"

After the construction was completed, Black Flying Dragon stroked his chin.

A crystal bed—just hearing that name makes it sound incredibly luxurious.