Azur Lane Mobile Front.

Clemenceau is very punctual.

Just half an hour later, a dazzling light flashed on the sea.

After the light faded, a special fleet appeared on the sea.

"I say... Richelieu... what exactly is your Vatican thinking?"

When Rob saw this fleet, he was completely horrified.

Because this massive fleet only has one type of ship.

Rob couldn't identify the type of ship because he had never actually seen one before.

A towering church stands atop the massive ship.

Yes, that's right, a church.

Moreover, every ship in this fleet has such a church.

"Um... Commander... I..."

Richelieu was somewhat incoherent at this point; she didn't know how to explain Clemenceau's almost abstract behavior.

As for the other side, Jean Bart had curled up into a ball.

Richelieu actually recognized the newly appeared ships.

The Vatican did indeed study this kind of ship-based church-building contraption; it was called a battlefield prayer ship.

However, in Richelieu's understanding, this type of ship was only produced as a prototype before the project was cancelled.

"Hmm, it seems I'm not late, Commander."

Clemenceau's voice came through the communication channel once again.

“Well, you’re right on time, Ms. Clemenceau.”

"But before we begin, could you please explain what your fleet is...?"

"It's understandable that you would have this question, Commander."

"After all, the Battle Prayer Ship was originally a product of obsolescence in the Holy See."

"However, after the Vatican made some progress in its research on 'concept' weaponry, the battlefield prayer ship was brought up again."

"I see, I understand now."

After Clemenceau's explanation, Robb roughly understood what these things were for.

"Now, please begin."

"Jean Barthes, go and protect Clemenceau. The rest of you, get into your fighting positions."

"Also, Lady Vengeance, you should get to work. Turn off your Emperor's interdimensional communication device."

"Also, Cleveland, could you please help escort them?"

"Okay!"

As Rob issued one instruction after another, everyone immediately got to work.

“Let me go with this young lady! I think I’ve seen something interesting over there.”

Seeing Jean Bart stand up, Flying Dragon Meta also stood up.

“Alright! Jeanbart, please do me the favor and give her a ride.”

Watching the departing figure of the dragon meta, Rob couldn't help but think of a question.

That is—can meta-modified ships also accept "modification" of the mecha?

"Forget it, this is too uncertain, let's talk about it later."

Shaking his head to dismiss his somewhat unrealistic idea, Rob began to focus on studying the current situation.

...

"Phew~ This feeling is absolutely amazing!"

Jumping from the F-91 Gundam's palm onto the sea, Hiryu Meta stretched.

"Heh~ Let the company take you next time, I guarantee you'll feel even better!"

As a well-known pilot in the port area (just kidding), even Jean Bart had heard of the company's achievements.

When Clemenceau saw the dragon Meta, his expression clearly changed.

However, having spent a long time in politics, she quickly adjusted her mindset.

"So they're members of the Ember Fleet? It seems Commander is indeed incredibly resourceful!"

With that, Clemenceau stepped forward and extended his hand in a friendly manner.

"Ah, let's go quickly."

Unlike in front of Rob, Feilong Meta's attitude was much colder in front of strangers.

This gave Clemenceau an unintentional setback.

"Ok!"

Clemenceau subtly withdrew his outstretched hand, glanced at Jean Bart who remained silent, and led the way toward the island.

Along the specially constructed waterway, Clemenceau, under the protection of Jean Bart, made his way toward the courthouse fortress on the island.

Throughout the journey, Clemenceau's gaze kept drifting towards Jean Bart, which made the pirate lady quite uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the journey was not too long, and the speed of the Clemenceau was not low.

Before long, the three of them arrived at the Tribunal Fortress.

"and many more!"

Clemenceau was about to enter the Tribunal fortress when he was stopped by the dragon Meta.

"What's wrong, sir?"

Look there!

As he spoke, Feilong Meta drew his sword and pointed it at the base of the wall.

Following the direction pointed out by the dragon meta, the other two looked closely and saw some objects resembling spider webs at the base of the wall.

"This... should be a spider web?"

"Heh~ If it were a spider web, that would be even better!"

"Be careful not to touch these things, or I'll just chop you up."

A fierce glint appeared in his eyes as Flying Dragon Meta stared intently at Clements for a while.

"I see!"

Clemenceau nodded and led the way into the interior of the Inquisition fortress.

...

"Alright, it should only take a few minutes for the units in the surrounding sea area to enter the Mirror Sea."

After Clemenceau finished her work, the entire sea immediately began to fluctuate abnormally.

"Oh dear, it's done this way."

"It seems that these experimental data are not very helpful for the progress of technological research!"

With just one glance, the observer, who had been hiding far away, recognized the changes that were taking place on the sea.

She remained seated on her ship's rigging, playing with her tentacles, a mocking smile on her face.

"Never mind, it doesn't make much difference anyway."

"Purifier, get ready. From now on, our success depends entirely on you!"

"I won't go in; there still needs to be someone guarding the outside."

As he spoke, a mist slowly rose in front of the observer.

This is a common phenomenon when a sea is about to enter a mirror-like environment.

"Huh?!"

The Purifier, summoned by the Observer, turned around in bewilderment, only to find that the Observer had vanished.

Before her, there was only an ever-thickening fog.

Without a doubt, our lovely Purifier has been tricked by the Observer once again.

"No, wait a minute, Observer!"

The Purifiers are truly panicked this time.

However, her cries were destined to be futile.

...

On the Gamma, Rob sat in his seat, watching the fog gradually spreading around him as displayed on the screen.

"Everyone, level one combat readiness."

"The enemy could appear at any moment!"

Chapter 609: Arriving Just in Time

A familiar dizziness washed over him, and Rob knew he was about to fall into the Mirror Sea.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding scenery underwent a tremendous change.

The island of Kerguelen has vanished, replaced by a vast, boundless sea.

And—in the sea, there are clusters of buildings, each exuding an eerie atmosphere.

In the sea, the buildings corresponding to the upper sanctuary still retain their unique colors.

However, neither Robo nor the other ships had any time to care about these things.

These buildings are now covered with a thick layer of pure white, fluffy material.

If the courthouse fortress on Kerguelen Island is just a scattered spot...

That would be described as covering the entire mountainside.

These white, fluffy substances spread along the walls of the buildings, almost completely enveloping the entire complex.

What's even more bizarre is that these flocculent substances seem to be alive.

Upon closer inspection, one can see that these things are beating rhythmically, like a heart.

In the center of these flocculent materials, there are also raised, oval-shaped objects.

Their "pulse" is more pronounced than in other places.

Even aboard the Agama, Rob could almost hear the pulse of the eggs as they throbbed.

"Jean Barthes, Cleveland, report the situation."

Compared to this mirror-like sea, Kerguelen Island, even including the surrounding waters, is much smaller.

Therefore, in Rob's view, the two groups of people who were previously located in two different parts of the island were not too far apart.

Further away, Rob could also see the vast, black Siren fleet.

(So, they came in after all?)

"Commander, everything is normal here."

"Just now when I turned off that machine, there seemed to be some kind of noise around me, which was quite annoying."

This is a report from Cleveland.

"Supporting Lady Wu and the others is going smoothly. I'll bring them over to meet up with you, Commander, right away!"

"I understand. Be alert to any changes in your surroundings. I have a strange feeling about this place."

It was more than just eerie. When Rob entered and took his first look, for a moment he even thought he had wandered into the wrong theater and entered the set of StarCraft next door.

Because of those pulsating, fluffy, and egg-shaped objects, if it weren't for the wrong color, Robo would have thought it was a fungal carpet laid by the Zerg.

"Understood, Commander!"