Azur Lane Mobile Front.

A hoarse voice came from the other person.

"They—are not the same kind—"

The deep sound cut across the sea and spread outwards.

For a moment, Richelieu of the Robb family felt as if countless people were whispering in his ear.

And the whispers contained only one sentence—they were not of the same kind.

As these sounds rang out, Richelieu and Veneto experienced a unique sense of dizziness.

They knew that this was a unique feeling when entering and exiting the mirror-like sea.

"Miss Veneto, please take my hand!"

Knowing the urgency of the situation, Richelieu immediately pulled Veneto along.

Now, the most urgent task is naturally to rendezvous with the Eternal.

"and many more--"

As the golden light flashed, Richelieu and Veneto vanished from their spot.

However, in the final moments, Veneto seemed to have something else he wanted to say.

However, at the same time, a shell as black as the sky also streaked across the area where the golden light remained.

...

The same changes have occurred in various parts of the world.

It seems that the remaining indigenous peoples of this world do not rely solely on conventional means of communication to communicate.

There is an invisible force that links them all together.

When Rome realized that Veneto was not one of their own kind, everyone else in the world who was still alive knew it.

"Hey boss, what's going on here?"

The Cleveland squad, still heading towards the pseudo-Agama, suddenly found that the scene before them had changed drastically.

The once dark and calm sea has now become turbulent.

The lights that had been on land went out in the blink of an eye.

The entire world, except for the parts around itself that were illuminated by lights, was completely plunged into darkness.

"I don't know, but something must have happened."

Let's reunite with everyone first!

Completely unaware of what had happened, Cleveland frowned as he surveyed his surroundings.

This sudden change left her somewhat bewildered.

I haven't been exposed, so why has it turned out like this?

...

"Commander, the natives have shown hostility towards us."

"It has been confirmed that they are deeply infected."

Richelieu's voice echoed in the Tortoise King's cabin.

"Miss Veneto has been wounded."

"Commander... I think I made a mistake~"

That's Veneto's voice.

Her inner pain was far greater than her physical pain.

She treated the people here with kindness, but was attacked simply because she was not one of them.

This made Veneto question his own behavior all along.

"I see..."

"Since the other side is preparing to use another plan, then we will follow suit."

"This time, we'll be the ones to clean it up..."

Rob remained silent for a moment. Sure enough, things ended up like this.

Moreover, the speed of the change caught him somewhat off guard.

"And Veneto, perhaps you are not wrong."

"After all, you can't reason with someone who's already gone mad."

"Is that so..."

Chapter 882: Vauquelan: What the hell!

"Commander, the surrounding environment is undergoing drastic changes."

Although Ding An's expression remained calm, the subtle movements of her hands betrayed her.

The intense dizziness caused by the transformation of the seemingly mirror-like sea, which affected the entire world, finally threw her into a panic.

"I know, and also, Ding'an, if you're nervous, cracking your little finger is very helpful!"

"...Heh, Commander, sometimes, being too observant isn't a good thing~"

A fleeting look of astonishment crossed Ding An's face.

"Okay, maybe that's a problem."

Rob shrugged.

"However, if you are alright now, Ding'an, you can let the company prepare to launch an attack."

"It seems the other side has come knocking on our door."

"Yes, but they haven't discovered us yet."

...

As Rob and other "alien beings" who did not belong to this world and were not of the same kind were sent out of the "Mirror Sea," the original appearance of this world finally appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Broken and dilapidated" is the most appropriate word to describe this world.

"Lord Nagato..."

On the Nadeshiko, when the sacred tree, wrapped in twisted flesh and blood, appeared on the screen, everyone felt it.

At this moment, Nagato, the goddess of the Sakura Empire, almost stopped breathing.

"This is—what blasphemy..."

Shock, anger, or perhaps some other emotion all appeared on Nagato's childlike face.

The tender little hands were clenched into fists and trembled incessantly.

Because Nagato saw more than anyone else.

Surrounding this twisted sacred tree are far more than just those mangled remains of flesh and blood.

At its top, the resentment, now concentrated into the purest black, was emitting a heart-wrenching wail.

"How many people...are buried here...?"

Nagato spoke in a daze.

She couldn't tell, or rather, she could tell, but couldn't believe it.

In her eyes, the resentment gathered at the top of the sacred wooden roof had formed a "river" flowing into the distance.

In other words, the "dark cloud" atop the sacred wooden statue is merely the tip of the iceberg of all the resentment.

"Let us go, I will let those wailing souls find peace."

.

On the Eternal.

When the true face of this world was revealed to everyone, in the images obtained through certain means, a tall tower stood prominently in the center of Europe.

Wisps of black energy converged on the tower from the sea near Europa.

Then, it condensed into a black jet that tilted northward.

"That direction...the NA sea area?"

After learning about the other worlds Rob had visited, Jean Bart paid special attention to the NA seas.

Because she discovered that, whether it was her own world or somewhere else.

That sea area seemed to be the starting point of the entire world.

You'll always find something different if you go there.

"Haitian, have you found the location of Walkerland and the others?"

However, right now, Jean Bart has no time to concern himself with the affairs of the NA seas in this world.

Because everything happened so suddenly, the little ones who went out have not yet returned to the group.

Given that the other side has clearly shown hostility and there is a high probability that all of them have undergone deep meta-transformation, Vauquelan and her group are in a very dangerous situation.

After all, no matter how much Leo's performance is determined by the pilot, Vauquelin and the others are not the kind of humanoid Gundams that can disassemble a machine with their bare hands.

It's still a bit difficult for them to fight against ships with deep meta-level capabilities.

"Found it."

"However, it's still quite a distance away."

Haitian's meaning was clear—if they don't come up with a solution, these three are likely doomed.

"Tch—you're really asking for trouble!"

Jean Bart's expression immediately changed.

Well, although Miss Pirate never loses an argument.

"Algeria, this place is yours!"

"La Marseillaise, Joan of Arc, follow me!"

"Sure, Lord Jeanbart!"

Algeria's lips curled up slightly; she seemed quite pleased with Jean Bart's current expression.

"You rascal!"

Algeria's ambiguous smile made Miss Pirate a little irritated.

However, since she didn't have time to waste, Jean Bart decided not to argue with the other party.

...

"So what exactly is going on?!"

"What are these things?!"

The three of them, including Vauquelin, kept performing maneuvers in the air.

Behind them were several ships whose original appearance was almost unrecognizable.

"Why has Dunkirk in this world become like this?!"

Vauquelan used his mobility to dodge the black light bullets fired from below.

"..."

The ship, which could no longer be called Dunkirk, uttered unintelligible whispers.

She activated her ship's equipment, which emitted black smoke, and launched wave after wave of attacks on the three Vauquelans in the air.

The deep metamorphosis stripped her of all her rationality.

However, at the same time, it also brought her an exaggerated increase.

Beside her were Nuremberg and York in the same situation.

"Walkland, did you hear me!"