Elder brother's garrison

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He walked quietly and weakly through the black and white tunnel, his large head covered by one hand.

“…One day.” The super loud and soft voices murmured, “Now, it should be about time… to continue using it.”

"The fleet is delaying the enemy's advance... If we rush over now, we should still have nearly half of our combat strength available... If we just teleport there now, ignore the ship girl fleet engaged in combat, open the portal to the island's mainland, and lead the fleet onto the land... my plan can work..."

They murmured in both loud and soft voices as they walked through the tunnel, their gaze drawn to a strange, shimmering point of light.

"One last chance..."

"...This is the place."

Super-large arrived in front of the strange light spot and gently waved.

There was a bang.

The vortex black hole opened in response.

Super-large stared at the vortex black hole, took a deep breath, composed himself, and stabilized into the state of a proud and aloof fleet king. Only then did he exert all his strength to suppress the weakness in his body and take a step towards the vortex black hole.

Super-large and passing through a vortex black hole.

We arrived at a dark and vast sea.

"All fleet! Heed my command!" Super Yamato landed on the water's surface, its dense aura spreading outwards. Super Yamato raised its head and shouted to its surroundings, raising its arm as if to cleave open a new vortex black hole, "All..."

but.

Right now.

After taking a clear look at the surrounding scenery.

Chao Yamato's pupils contracted, but he didn't shout those words out.

On the vast, dark sea.

The wreckage and hull of the deep-sea frigate floated on the water.

The water surface was covered with black ship equipment fragments, and the white smoke rising from the burnt-out flames was extremely conspicuous in the dark deep sea territory.

At a glance.

All around were the remains of deep-sea frigates.

Super Yamato has indeed returned to its deep-sea fleet.

only.

There are no surviving deep-sea frigates in the deep-sea fleet.

actually……

Not a single one is left.

Super-large remained in its position, staring at the floating deep-sea debris around it, momentarily stunned, its pupils trembling slightly in their sockets.

"Enemy found!"

"It's Dean Shenhai!"

distance.

Shouts echoed from the colorful fleet of ship girls.

"Everyone, get ready!"

"Artillery squadrons, air squadrons, provide fire support!!"

"emission!!"

Chapter 1582 The New King

The ship girls' artillery fire was fierce and powerful.

The deep-sea destroyer sank into the sea, gazing blankly at the distant ocean surface above as it continued to sink.

As the deep-sea destroyer was engulfed by the seawater, its remains were gradually decomposed by the deep-sea atmosphere, slowly turning into the most primitive deep-sea nutrients, and drifting away with the ocean currents.

But I don’t know why.

The deep-sea destroyer, which should have died as a result, still retains a faint, vague consciousness, drifting motionless on the seabed.

The body disappeared.

The pain from being shelled naturally dissipated with the wind.

No pain.

There was no cold.

Because she had no body, the deep-sea destroyer could not see anything, hear anything, or feel any water flow. She only felt that her body was as light as the wind, but she had no control over it at all. In the darkness, apart from knowing that she was still in the sea, the deep-sea destroyer knew nothing else.

Even the passage of time is meaningless for deep-sea destroyers.

perhaps……

This might be what they call death.

The remaining consciousness of the deep-sea destroyer, in a daze, suddenly came to a clear understanding of its current state.

She is dead.

They perished under the gunfire of the ship girls.

Her body was torn to pieces by the bombardment of the ship girls, and her ship equipment was also destroyed. However, her consciousness not only did not dissipate, but was even preserved by a twist of fate in the ocean currents.

While realizing my own state of mind.

The deep-sea destroyer's consciousness also emitted a low fluctuation.

--ah.

Since I am already dead.

Does that also mean...?

Ultimately, I did not become a capable deep-sea amphibious ship, nor did I evolve into a powerful deep-sea frigate to stay by that person's side.

In the end, I never got to see her again.

……

……

Ugh……

The consciousness of the deep-sea destroyer fluctuated with the ocean currents.

But surprisingly...

Although the deep-sea destroyer ultimately failed to fulfill its dream, it felt no hatred towards the ship girl squad that had sunk it.

After all, it was just a low-level deep-sea destroyer, a mass-produced deep-sea amphibious ship responsible for absorbing firepower and consuming enemy ammunition. Death was an extremely normal and conventional outcome for a deep-sea destroyer like itself.

Although he had a dream and ended his previous aimless life, in the end, he was still just a deep-sea destroyer.

She had perfectly fulfilled her mission, enduring the enemy's attacks with her own body and using her life to deplete the enemy's ammunition, perfectly fulfilling her function as a deep-sea destroyer. She should have... died without any regrets.

but.

A sense of regret and pity enveloped the consciousness of the deep-sea destroyer like a light veil, drifting with it on the waves of the ocean.

The deep-sea destroyer does not hate the ship girls who sank it.

But it is.

The deep-sea destroyer was filled with regret.

Because, in the consciousness of the deep-sea destroyer, a purple silhouette flashed by.

As the deep-sea destroyer recalled that fleeting figure, its consciousness softened.

—That was the most beautiful and dazzling view the deep-sea destroyer had ever seen in its entire life.

—Those are flowers blooming on the gloomy and ferocious sea.

Even though there was only one flower.

The deep-sea destroyer's consciousness thought this.

in case……

If I am lucky enough to have even a one in ten thousand chance of surviving the ship girl's attacks, do I have even the slightest chance of advancing to a higher-level abyssal vessel, climbing layer by layer up the pyramid of abyssal ships, and finally becoming a powerful abyssal frigate, standing beside her?

...Wouldn't that give me a chance to thank her?

Thank you for saving me.

Thank you for noticing me.

Thank you...you've given my life meaning, and thank you for everything.

The deep-sea destroyer wanted to take another look at her, to see her reaction after hearing its thanks, and to see her gaze fall on it once more.

Even if it's just for a second.

—But even so, all of these possibilities have vanished in the firepower of the ship girl fleet.

Ugh……

The deep-sea destroyer sighed, as if it were not there, and murmured its inner feelings as it drifted with the sea.

Consciousness, as a form of existence, has a rather vague concept of time.

During its drifting days, the deep-sea destroyer never saw sunrise or sunset, never heard the cries of seagulls, never knew dusk, and never knew the years.

Time may have passed in a day or two, or it may have passed in a year or two.

The deep-sea destroyer had already been abandoned.

She felt that she might remain in this ideology for the rest of her life, drifting in this vast ocean where she existed, and that wasn't unpleasant.

But then one day...

The deep-sea destroyer, drifting on the surface of the sea and rolling with the waves, suddenly felt for a moment that a strange attraction was emanating from a certain part of the ocean.

The consciousness of a deep-sea destroyer can only move with the ocean currents. When it is attracted by this attraction, it is even more powerless to resist and can only let the seawater push its consciousness to sail towards the source of the attraction.

I don't know how long we've been sailing.

The consciousness of the deep-sea destroyer has reached its end.

The attraction ended at an ocean churning with intense deep-sea energy. A large amount of thick, dense deep-sea energy seemed to tangible as it twisted on the surface of the water, like newly formed swamps and tentacles, constantly attracting the surrounding deep-sea vessels with its very existence, drawing them into it.

A large number of deep-sea amphibious ships that had come at the first sign of trouble were swept in by countless deep-sea tentacles and dragged into the deep seabed, becoming nourishment for this developing territory.

Deep-sea destroyers are no exception.

Even though the deep-sea destroyer's body had disintegrated, leaving only a faint consciousness, this consciousness was still discovered by the deep-sea tentacles in the deep-sea territory. They swept it up, enveloped it, and finally slowly dragged it to the seabed.

The deep-sea destroyer was powerless to resist these deep-sea tentacles. She could only let the deep-sea tentacles pull her consciousness deeper and deeper, tearing it to pieces and absorbing it piece by piece.

It doesn't hurt.

Just when the deep-sea destroyer thought its consciousness had finally come to an end.

suddenly.

The deep-sea tentacles that were tearing at the deep-sea destroyer suddenly paused, and then, as if receiving some information, quickly released the consciousness of the deep-sea destroyer and rapidly dragged it towards the deeper seabed.

The consciousness of the deep-sea destroyer was dragged to the very deep, very deep seabed.

then.

The consciousness of the deep-sea destroyer felt as if it had been brought before a mysterious being.

Because it lacks a physical body, the deep-sea destroyer cannot see the scene before it, nor can it feel the flow of the seawater. However, in the darkness, the deep-sea destroyer can feel its consciousness being carefully surveyed by the being before it.

“…Gurgle.”

suddenly.

The sound of surging seawater entered the mind of the deep-sea destroyer.

The deep-sea destroyer's consciousness panicked for a moment.

This was the first time she had "heard" the sound of the sea since she was sunk.

As the deep-sea destroyer heard the sound of the sea, a strange concept entered its mind.