Azur Lane Mobile Front.

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The words of this world observer plunged the outsider into a long silence.

"Denience will not change the fact that the purge plan will not be carried out."

"The extra mirror-like sea area is dissipating, estimated time... three minutes."

"Ah, the Builder actually has time to tell you all this?"

The observer of this world wore a playful smile.

"Of course I know what you're talking about."

"Anyway, I'm just stalling for time."

"Didn't you notice that this door... has gotten wider again?"

The observer of this world stands with his back to the door.

With a knowing smile, the door slowly "opened".

"Finally, let me tell you about one of my experimental results."

"One of the ships here uses emotions as its power!"

"Perhaps that commander can conjure up another one?"

Having said that, the observer once again disappeared.

On the other side of the gate, many ships were rushing towards this location.

...

Richelieu had a very long dream.

In her dream, she saw a broken world.

The surviving people, led by a leader, were forced to embark on a journey to the unknown world in search of survival.

And that leader, through his own sacrifice, ultimately enabled the surviving people to find a new home.

"The path we've taken is surprisingly short..."

Richelieu's face was filled with sorrow, as if she could deeply empathize with the experience of the person in her dream.

"But that is ultimately your story."

Richelieu leaned against a magnificent platinum-colored machine and opened his eyes.

At this moment, information from all around rushed toward Richelieu.

Her eyes pierced through the armor of the Nadeshiko and looked out at the battlefield.

The images opened by outside observers continue to show scenes of Sirens ravaging various places.

The voices of those who rose up for survival converged in Richelieu's mind at that moment.

Unconsciously, a look of sorrow appeared on her face.

"The Lord will have mercy on all people."

"However, the Lord will also judge all sins."

"Now, it is time for us to judge these evils that have distorted the world and life."

Richelieu reached out and gently touched the platinum-colored machine beside her.

At this moment, the golden light filled the entire hangar of the Nadesico.

Even more so, these rays of light spilled out of the Nadeshiko from various gaps.

This made the Nadeshiko look dazzling with gold.

"Miss Nagato, please open the hatch for me."

"Hopefully, I'm not too late."

Richelieu's voice did not come from the communicator.

Instead, it resonated directly in Nagato's heart.

Chapter 432: The Holy King Richelieu

"Lord Richelieu?!"

The voice that suddenly rang in his mind startled Nagato.

She had truly forgotten that there was a cardinal of the Free Iris on her ship.

"Yes, it's me, Miss Nagato. May I open the hatch?"

"I understand! It'll be ready soon!"

Startled by Richelieu's words, Nagato seemed to revert to his usual self.

As Richelieu watched the hatch slowly open before him, he closed his eyes and leaped lightly.

On the sea, a ripple appeared due to Richelieu's landing.

The ripples spread slowly in all directions.

Beneath the calm surface of the water, something seems to be brewing.

"..."

Richelieu looked up at the windows opened by the outside observers.

There, she saw her sister and her former colleagues.

With their backs to the burning port, even though their bodies were broken, they never retreated a single step.

Richelieu turned his gaze away.

In the other windows, she saw the white dragon constantly fighting among the swarm of sirens.

This usually very strong-willed planner ship had long hair that was now stained with the ravages of war and oil.

The coat that used to be there is now nowhere to be found.

However, her face still wore a bloodthirsty and excited smile.

Behind her, the harbor was calm, a stark contrast to the white dragon's numerous wounds.

Richelieu looked away.

Ahead of her, whether it was the corporate group or Egil and the others who had followed, they were all giving their all to attack the core tower of the Builder.

On the sea, one builder ship after another was sunk.

That was the Gamma providing cover for the ships.

Richelieu took a deep breath.

She heard it; it was the cry of life struggling for survival.

Richelieu took a step forward.

Waves surged up on the water's surface.

The golden light shimmered on the sea surface.

At this moment, Richelieu, the cardinal of the Iris Theocracy, became the focus of attention.

"Life is not a resource you can squander at will."

"We are always striving to live."

"What do you, who toy with it so wantonly, really consider life to be?"

Richelieu murmured softly.

Her voice wasn't loud, but every word resonated throughout the battlefield.

With each step she took forward, a golden wave would surge forth.

Golden rays of light were rising from her iris-style ship rigging.

Her ship equipment is disappearing.

Richelieu?

The unusual scene on the sea caught Rob's eye.

Immediately afterwards, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"She's finally awake!"

"Yes, that's right, Commander, I'm here~"

Richelieu's voice echoed in Rob's mind.

This surprised Rob.

"you..."

"Commander, leave the rest to me."

Richelieu interrupted Robb.

Her voice was filled with tenderness and love.

This is an unreserved love for all living beings.

...

With the disappearance of Richelieu's ship equipment, another set of "ship equipment" began to be constructed around her.

A pure white machine began to cover her body.

His armor-like body made Richelieu look more like a knight than a bishop.

The gold decorations flowed across the white body, adding to her air of nobility.

A crown inlaid with a huge blue gemstone appeared on her head.

Behind her, a red cloak was fluttering quietly.

A ring-shaped structure, resembling a laurel wreath, surrounded her in the center.

The flag bearing the emblem of the Iris Theocracy fluttered in her hand.

At this moment, she has risen from a knight to a queen who reigns over this land.

"Holy King Machine Insalias Aquarius. Now, manifest your power!"

The majestic voice resounded throughout the world.

Undeniable, inviolable.

Richelieu's foot slammed heavily onto the water.

The ripples instantly swept across the entire sea area.

At the same moment, everyone felt a power full of compassion.

"Endless water bottles! Become my power!"

As Richelieu murmured, the crown surrounding her slowly rose into the air.

She stretched out her right hand, and amidst the shimmering golden light, a sacred text emerged.

Richelieu's hand gently caressed the cover of the holy book.

The sacred text that appeared amidst the golden light began to turn its pages without any wind.

"The sun shines on all things, and the king bestows his grace upon all people."

Richelieu's voice was not loud.

However, her voice could be clearly heard by everyone in the world at this moment.

As she chanted, it seemed as if human voices could be heard from the sky above.

It resembles both male and female, both old and young.

It was as if, at this moment, the voice of "the Lord" had truly reached this world.

However, this scene, which resembled the presence of God himself, did not move Richelieu in the slightest.