Crossing the azure as a black dragon

"Longlong?"

Wales was somewhat puzzled, but did not ask.

"Hmph, I'm just curious who the person fighting Longlong is!"

Ke Wei's expression froze, and he then turned his head to glare at the Black Flying Dragon.

"It's a company."

Wales' eyes flashed, and he spoke.

"A company!?" x2

Black Dragon and Fearless expressed their surprise in unison.

"Well, the situation is rather complicated. This company is not one of our port's companies, but rather an alternative ship that is somewhat similar to the Black Dragon. Its combat capabilities are completely different from ours. After a brief engagement, New Jersey lured it away... I didn't expect it to come back now."

Wales frowned and explained the situation in just a few simple sentences, revealing that it wasn't a pleasant memory.

"New Jersey... let's go inside first."

Black Dragon narrowed his eyes slightly and didn't ask anything more. Fear also wisely refrained from asking any further questions, along with Hermione and her group of four.

The person entered the misty area of ​​the spire.

"The fog here seems different from what I've encountered outside?"

The fog around the spire wasn't very thick; you could still see things ten meters away while walking inside. Black Dragon waved his hand and noticed that the fog moved with the wind, completely different from the fog he encountered outside.

"The fog here is maintained by equipment on the outside of the spire, but the principle behind it is not clear. The spire itself only has the function of regulating the weather and has no way to control these devices."

Wales, who was a few steps ahead of the black dragon, shrugged and explained.

"Weather control? No teleportation function?"

Black Flying Dragon frowned; she had thought there might be space-related functions here.

"We initially thought we could leave through here, but unfortunately we couldn't. We've arrived."

As he spoke, Wales walked to a black wall and pushed open the iron gate in the middle.

"no?"

Kewei leaned close to the black dragon and asked in a low voice.

"It won't work here, but it will work if I join."

Black Flying Dragon glanced at Fearful and quickened his pace to enter through the gate.

Upon entering, the view suddenly opens up, with the base of the spire being an empty area, except for a spiral staircase that rises along the wall.

"What about the rest?"

The black dragon looked up and saw that there was a staircase on the right side of the spire and a foothold on the left. The space got smaller as you went up, and there were many energy transmission pipes leading to the top of the spire at the very top.

"There are many facilities up there, and everyone is studying them. I just went out to take a look because I heard the sounds of fighting outside."

Wales responded.

"...How many people came in total?"

Black Dragon frowned upon hearing this. The spire itself wasn't particularly large, and the upper floors couldn't accommodate too many ship girls.

"Well... although we said we were here to support Sakura Empire, we didn't bring too many people because we thought about you over there. Including the Eagle Union and Iron Blood factions, there were only about twenty people."

Wales reached out and touched his chin as he spoke.

"?"

The Fearless, who had been observing from near the spire wall, immediately looked over upon hearing this. Hermione naturally stepped forward to block the Fearless's view and simultaneously made a shushing gesture.

"You want to exploit my labor again?"

Black Dragon crossed his arms, closed his left eye, and looked at Wales with his right.

"Haha, you can't say that. White Eagle's New Jersey and Enterprises are here, so in terms of combat strength, they are not weak."

Wales chuckled twice and said.

"That's true, let's go up and take a look."

Black Dragon didn't say much and stepped up the stairs, while Wales didn't rush to follow.

The second floor was also deserted, with many everyday items on display. It wasn't until the third floor that Black Dragon saw several injured ship girls resting. On the Royal Navy side, three ship girls were resting on sheets, with Dido and Belfast watching over them. The two maids who were taking care of them were also injured, but most of them had only scratches.

Besides these two, there are two Ironbloods: Z23 and Prinz Eugen. Eugen is sitting at a desk reading with one hand, while her right hand is wrapped in bandages and hanging around her neck, looking quite pitiful. Z23 is uninjured and is currently asleep on Eugen's desk.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, how are you feeling?"

Black Flying Dragon went up to the third floor and greeted the people present.

"This feels really bad. Did you cause this commotion outside?"

Eugen closed the book, turned to look at the black dragon, and spoke in a calm and indifferent tone.

"No, it's the experimental subjects here that are fighting."

Black Dragon walked up to Eugen and bowed his head. His pupils suddenly contracted, but his tone remained unchanged.

"Ha, I never expected you to see me like this. So you found the exit?"

Eugen sighed softly, shifted the stool slightly, revealing his left leg, which was missing half of its length.

"The exit has been found, but the safety of the passageway is uncertain."

Black Dragon spoke the truth.

"You're really capable. Once you've found those White Eagle guys, you can leave."

Eugen rested his left hand on the table, his brow slightly furrowed, seemingly somewhat surprised by Black Dragon's answer.

"Wasn't it just New Jersey drawing the fire alone?"

Black Flying Dragon frowned. This simpleton probably wouldn't lead the others to their deaths.

"Her original intention was to go alone, but the White Eagles and their group disagreed no matter what they said, so they all went together."

Eugen clicked his tongue and said.

"You're really causing trouble for others."

Black Flying Dragon rubbed his temples, glanced at the stairs, and squatted down to ask Eugen in a low voice, "How many of you came this time? How many are missing?"

"The submarine is kept out. The only people who came in from our side are myself, Z23 Bismarck, and Tirpitz. As for the Royal Navy, how about the maid over there explains the situation?"

Eugen glanced at the black dragon's expression and called out to Belfast in a flippant tone.

"Our total number of people entering this space is thirty-eight. Of them, White Eagle took sixteen people with him, leaving thirteen people here. If we include Black Flying Dragon, you and Miss Formidable, the total is sixteen."

Upon hearing this, Belfast stood up and calmly gave a reply.

"Wales' acting skills are really bad."

Eugen sighed beside them. It wasn't that they didn't want to help, but Wales himself was really...

Not good at lying.

"That's one of her great strengths too."

Black Dragon shook his head slightly. Wales was too reliable, which meant that whenever she spoke vaguely, everyone could guess that she was hiding the truth.

Now that you know the truth, what are you going to do?

Eugen didn't respond, but instead asked Black Dragon.

"I want to beat up that company to vent your anger, but I can't do it right now."

Black Dragon took a breath and shook his head.

That's a company that's suspected of being a meta-enterprise. How could she dare to try and extort money from it in her current situation?

"Hmm? I didn't expect you to say something like that."

Eugen rested his cheek on his left hand, raising an eyebrow as he looked at the black dragon.

"Well... I've also encountered some issues on my end."

Black Flying Dragon reached out and brushed aside the strands of hair that had fallen in front of his eyes, his tone slightly embarrassed.

"The others are on the floor above. Go and talk to them. I need to rest."

Eugen didn't press further, and instead glanced up at the ceiling.

"Okay, you get some rest. I'll find the person and then take you away."

Black Dragon stood up, nodded to Belfast, and turned to walk towards the fourth floor.

The fourth floor is the highest floor you can go to; the fifth floor is right next to the ceiling, so there's no way to stand up.

Upon reaching the fourth floor, Black Dragon immediately spotted Hood and the others gathered around a large control console, engaged in a lively discussion, suggesting they might have discovered some usable technology.

"Black Flying Dragon?"

Someone spotted the Black Dragon and called out, immediately silencing the discussion as everyone turned to look at her.

"Don't look at me like that, I can't just sweep through this place either."

The black dragon raised its hands in surrender.

"Have you found those formidable ones?"

Hu De ignored her antics and asked directly.

"Found them, they're on the first floor."

Black Dragon walked closer and saw what the spire's control panel looked like. It wasn't particularly unusual, and she could see data jumping on the screen—though she couldn't understand it.

"I understand. You've come at the right time. We've just studied the principles of this weather regulation and discovered that it resonates with the real world after operating to a certain extent. Our understanding of space isn't very deep, but if it were you, you should be able to take advantage of this opportunity."

Hood reached out and pressed his hand on the control panel, speaking to Black Dragon.

"Oh? I see."

Black Dragon was taken aback. No wonder she was able to find a passage connecting to the mortal world near the spire; it turned out this thing was the culprit.