Azur Lane Mobile Front.

"What's going on? Report the situation!"

Although Rob, who was on the Agama, wouldn't feel the tremors, he would have definitely seen the huge beam of light that shone down from the sky just now, unless he was blind.

"Commander, this was caused by this unfamiliar Siren arbitration body. Baltimore and I are dealing with it!"

The company's response came quickly.

"Can you handle this? I think their firepower is a bit excessive. Do you need backup?"

"Not for now. We can handle this level of situation!"

The company's voice carried a hint of stubbornness.

She was acutely aware that her current mecha was indeed inferior to her successors in terms of performance.

However, as the commander said, it is not only the performance of the organisms that determines the outcome of a battle.

"Understood. Be careful!"

The company had its reasons for saying that, and Rob never doubted her words.

"How's the situation in Yorktown?"

"..."

"Phew... Commander, this is a bit tricky. This Siren named Hecate has already self-repaired for the seventh time."

"This ability seems to have no upper limit."

After putting away his hand cannon, pale blue starlight once again began to fall over the sky above the sea area where Yorktown was located.

That was the mark left behind after Hermite was completely sunk by her attack once again, and it looked quite beautiful.

However, Yorktown changed its mind.

Not far in front of her, countless rays of light converged and, right before her eyes, reconstructed a completely new Hermite in just a few seconds.

Seeing the faint mockery on the other person's face, Yorktown unconsciously clenched his fist.

...

Behind him, Frederick the Great frowned as he looked at the distant battlefield.

Over there, missiles, beams, and artillery attacks came one after another, and intermittently, two bluish-white dragons could be seen soaring in the sky.

But Frederick the Great still felt that something was wrong.

Just now, a group of sirens vanished into thin air.

She was certain that it wasn't sunk, but rather truly vanished.

"Warning! There's background noise on the stage..."

The dragon-shaped ship equipment behind her roared as if it were alive.

"Oh~ can we finally have some fun?"

Although what was happening ahead was a scene of epic battles, Egil, who was in the back, was not mentally prepared because she had not experienced it firsthand.

Her views on the Sirens on the battlefield are not much different from before.

As if to cheer on their master, the three-headed dragon beneath Egil let out a heart-shaking roar.

"Go..."

A ship, seated on a throne-like chair, parted its crimson lips slightly.

Her long, dark purple hair covered one of her eyes.

The two curved horns on its head seem to indicate the ship's extraordinary identity.

Behind her, a giant steel dragon raised its head, flapped its wings forcefully, and soared into the sky.

"Frederick, there are no suspicious targets in the nearby sea."

"If you have time, why don't you go and see what's wrong with the Gate of Avalon?"

The "witch" sitting on the "throne" turned her head slightly and looked towards Frederick the Great.

It seems that, despite being a fellow member of the planned ships, she doesn't hold much respect for this iron-blooded controller.

"Calm down, child..."

Frederick the Great, as if sensing something, began to rotate his main cannon.

"They...are here!"

On the sea, where there was nothing before, a ripple suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, sirens appeared one after another, seemingly out of nowhere, brushing across the sea surface.

At this moment, they were close enough to unleash their firepower on the Gate of Avalon.

"Fire!"

Without Frederick the Great's orders, the sudden appearance of the enemy instantly put the Ironblood side into battle.

The roar of the dragon echoed across the battlefield.

...

The sudden sounds of battle from behind interrupted Rob's thoughts once again.

Then, to his surprise, a large group of Sirens appeared behind him without him noticing.

Although those arbitration bodies weren't involved, even those acting on their behalf were enough to give Ironblood a run for their money.

Moreover, these Sirens had absolutely no interest in the Ironblood Fleet.

Their goal is singular: the artificial singularity, the Gate of Avalon.

"Damn it, Joan of Arc, provide artillery support to the rear immediately!"

The Gate of Avalon is the key to this operation. Whether we can break through the Builder's defenses and find her true form hidden in the void depends entirely on it.

No wonder the arbitration bodies on the battlefield are acting like they're slacking off; they're not the key players at all.

The key point is that it's actually this group of mass-produced goods that stole our base!

It's clearly too late to turn the three warships around now, and Rob would never make such a sharp turn in front of the enemy.

Therefore, the fastest and most effective support could only come from Joan of Arc.

"learn!"

Joan of Arc, who had originally aimed her sabotage rifle at Lavos, flapped her magnificent wings, leaving a few feather-like traces, and then turned and swept away.

...

The company also overheard Robb and Joan of Arc's conversation.

A beam of light grazed her body and shot towards the sea.

She flew towards the sky, facing the beam of light.

"Is this also part of your plan, Sirens!"

At this point, both the companies and other ships had become aware of it.

The Sirens did not consider them as true enemies.

All of this was merely a game these sirens played in their spare time.

"Plans? Ha~ We don't need that."

"Don't take yourself too seriously... you experimental subject..."

The shield rubbed against the Enterprise's beam saber, sparks flying.

Empres's face still bore that arrogant expression.

"Hmph~ You're lying~"

A figure from New Jersey emerged from the other side.

The GN particle stream exploded on Enpres's shield, releasing bursts of light.

"If it's not important, then why did you come here?"

"And also..."

As he spoke, the smile on New Jersey's face gradually disappeared.

Her gaze hardened, and her expression turned cold.

"We have never been, in any way, experimental subjects!"

Chapter 413: Rule

New Jersey's words made Empres burst into laughter.

"Hahaha......"

"This is really interesting..."

"You actually believe that you are not experimental subjects?"

A powerful shock emanated from Enpres, blasting Enterprise and the others away.

"Then, I will tell you..."

She held her head high, looking down at everything above the sky.

"From the very beginning, this world has only been an insignificant attempt by us to find the answer."

"And you are nothing more than a tiny ripple in our countless attempts."

“Your lives, from birth to destruction, are all part of the script we have written.”

"And now, you've only slightly exceeded the scope of the script, yet you dare to try to jump out of it."

"An experimental individual, from birth to death, remains an experimental individual."

"The only value is that it provides enough data to allow us to get closer to the answer."

Although Empres's voice was not loud, it instantly spread throughout the entire sea.

At that instant, all the ships raised their heads.

In the sky, Zuikaku, gritting its teeth, launched a charge at Empres.

Brilliant wings of light unfolded behind her.

Her figure was like a ghost at this moment.

The holy sword Arondette plunged fiercely into Empres' shield.

"So, everything was part of your script."

"Everything that Shoukaku-nee suffered, and the extreme behavior of the seniors, was all caused by you!"

"You're wrong, experimental subject."

"We have only provided you with some guidance."

"The final choice is always yourselves."

"What we need is to observe the effects of the different choices you make in order to find clues to the answer."

"Of course, your performance was indeed very interesting."

Upon hearing this, Zuikaku clenched his teeth even tighter.

The wings of light behind her spread out even wider, and the greatsword in her hand was actually advancing forward little by little.

Even though it was very small, she was indeed breaking through Empres's shield little by little.

"Alright, now that we know so much, it's time to send you off."

"I'm getting a little tired of your performance..."

Enpres watched calmly as his greatsword was gradually brought to its feet. He waved his hand, and the flames on his ship's rigging suddenly flickered.

Then, just like before, she disappeared from everyone's sight without any warning.

Empres's sudden disappearance caused Zuikaku's attack to miss.

The immense propulsive force from behind propelled her rapidly forward.