Elder brother's garrison

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The deep-sea destroyer tried its best to act like a normal deep-sea amphibious vessel, dragging its almost broken body across the water, breathing, fishing, and sunbathing.

Until its body was exhausted, it gradually lost control, its rigging shattered, and even the crackling sparks stopped shooting out, the heavily damaged deep-sea destroyer lay on the sea surface, its empty and weak eyes staring blankly into the distance.

The chill is eroding the brain of the deep-sea destroyer.

The deep-sea destroyer's eyes are closing.

But right now.

As the surrounding deep-sea ships suddenly let out proud roars, a surging, turbulent aura of the deep sea spread from the surface of the water ahead.

The deep-sea destroyer weakly raised its head and looked ahead.

A tall woman clad in purple armor, surrounded by a group of massive deep-sea frigates resembling mountains, was slowly approaching the deep-sea territory aboard a mechanical whale shimmering with purple light.

A purple figure came into view in the distance.

The deep-sea amphibious ships surrounding the deep-sea destroyer roared excitedly, as if welcoming the triumphant return of a king, greeting the strongest emperor of the deep sea, and slapping the water beneath them, carrying their roars far and wide.

The deep-sea destroyer knows.

She was one of the deep-sea amphibious ships cheering at the time.

These are the strongest warriors in the deep sea, the masters of the deep sea territory, the kings of the ocean, the masters they will follow in this life, the next life, and the life after that.

She is a queen who is always on the move, often leading her team away from her territory. After defeating the ship girl fleets that dare to invade the sea, she will return with her abyssal escort ships, enjoying the welcome and respect of the abyssal ships in her territory.

She is also a being that deep-sea destroyers have never directly faced.

After all, she was the queen of this sea, while he was just a mass-produced, fragile, and weak deep-sea destroyer.

Often when she returns, the deep-sea destroyers will watch her figure retreat into the depths of the deep-sea territory, not daring to offend her path.

This time, however, due to its severe injuries and near death, the deep-sea destroyer could only leave its broken body lying on the edge of the road, its weak and bewildered eyes fixed on the purple figure returning amidst the massive deep-sea escort ships.

Fortunately, he was only lying on the side of the road and not blocking the middle of the road. Otherwise, with his tiny body, he would have been ignored and crushed to pieces by the huge deep-sea frigates in front of him before his breath could dissipate.

The deep-sea destroyer lay on the roadside, looking up at the purple figure that was approaching from afar.

The purple figure drew closer.

The more clearly the face becomes.

The deep-sea destroyer gazed weakly at the purple figure.

She... had long, neat, snow-white hair, fair and firm skin, dignified and beautiful features, and limbs and figure that were so exquisitely beautiful that even the lowest-ranking deep-sea amphibious ships could comprehend them.

The deep-sea destroyer stared blankly at the lofty figure above.

The purple figure, surrounded by deep-sea frigates, slowly walked along the roads of the deep-sea territory. Its solitary and beautiful form, like a flag of the deep-sea ships, was planted in the sky, serving as a lighthouse for all ships to look up to.

The massive deep-sea frigates rolled over the road in front of the deep-sea destroyers.

The deep-sea destroyer stared blankly at the purple figure at the highest point, slightly infatuated. But soon, a feeling of weakness, as if its time was coming to an end, suddenly surged from its body. The coldness was turning into a beast, rapidly tearing at the deep-sea destroyer's mind. The deep-sea destroyer shook its head, as if it would fall down at any moment.

That is... the Deep Sea King I've never met before...?

The deep-sea destroyer murmured to itself, then gently collapsed onto the water's surface.

But just as the deep-sea destroyer collapsed, the purple figure standing atop the deep-sea whale seemed to sense something and turned its head to look towards the roadside.

Upon seeing a wrecked and weakened deep-sea destroyer lying by the roadside, the purple-clad woman remained expressionless. She silently gazed at the destroyer's body, and after a while, she slightly raised her hand, signaling the mechanical whale beneath her to stop.

Amid cheers from the deep-sea frigate and the surrounding deep-sea amphibious ships, she jumped into the water alone, walked to the weak-breathing deep-sea destroyer, and crouched down.

The deep-sea destroyer, lying on the surface of the water, could no longer lift its head and could only watch the purple figure staring at it.

It was a majestic, beautiful gaze, like the most dazzling ice and snow in the world.

The purple figure reached out and gently tapped the head of the deep-sea destroyer. A stream of purple energy flowed from the purple figure's finger into the body of the deep-sea destroyer.

This is the aura of the deep sea emanating from the purple figure; it is a tiny, insignificant wisp of her ship's power.

It's like sweet rain pouring down on the land.

The deep-sea destroyer's extremely damaged body was revitalized after the purple figure's ship power flowed into it; its wounds were healing and its lost strength was returning.

The deep-sea destroyer stared blankly at the purple figure before it.

The purple figure no longer lingered her gaze on the deep-sea destroyer. She stood up, turned back to the purple mechanical whale without looking back, and then, amidst the cheers and throngs of the surrounding deep-sea ships, sailed away, returning to the deepest part of the deep-sea territory.

The deep-sea destroyer's damage has healed.

Even now, due to that burst of energy, the ship's rigging is shimmering with a faint purple glow.

The deep-sea destroyer rose from the water, looking up at the departing deep-sea fleet, and the deep-sea king standing at the very top of the fleet.

thump.

thump.

thump.

The heartbeat was strong and powerful.

The deep-sea destroyer is at a very low level of evolution and has not yet come to understand the emotions surging within it at this moment.

But at this time.

The deep-sea destroyer felt that the purple figure gradually disappearing in the distance had filled her world and become her everything.

The purple figure saved the deep-sea destroyer, and the deep-sea destroyer understood that the purple figure's actions were merely a casual, insignificant, and unimportant act; she sought no reward and did not expect any reward.

But this move was enough to unsettle the deep-sea destroyer.

The entire being was filled with purple figures.

The lowest-class deep-sea destroyer has recovered and is striving to improve.

The lowest-class deep-sea destroyer found its way forward.

The lowest-ranking deep-sea destroyer longs for the day when it can evolve, stand beside her like the other deep-sea frigates, and let the world watch them, and let itself watch her.

……

then.

After the purple figure left the territory to go on an expedition.

The lowest-ranking deep-sea destroyer was sunk by passing ship girls during a battle while out on a mission. It was completely defenseless.

The sea is cold.

The deep-sea destroyer, radiating purple light, sank to the surface, its limbs being devoured and decomposed by the aura of the deep sea.

The deep-sea destroyer gazed at the increasingly dark sea.

His gaze was unfocused and empty.

At last.

Then suddenly, as if a window had been pierced, I had some realizations and regrets.

"Gulu gulu gulu..."

The deep-sea destroyer closed its eyes.

Consciousness drifted into the distance.

if you can……

I really want to...

I really want to...

Take one more look at her...

Chapter 1578 A Battle Doomed to Fail

"noob!"

A tense, almost explosive cry from Deep Sea Yamato suddenly pierced through the endless darkness and rang out behind Shiro.

At this moment.

The deep sea exploded like shattered glass, and the consciousness that had sailed away was pulled back into Xiaobai's body like a kite being pulled by its string.

"hiss!"

Little White shuddered slightly and opened its eyes.

in front of you.

It is the sky soaring.

The current scene is still the same: Little White is blasted apart by the black and red deep-sea aura, blown into the sky, and flying backwards.

Moreover, the heavy drowsiness that had been shrouding his mind vanished the moment he heard Yamato's call.

He regained his senses.

But my mind remained empty.

Little White blinked blankly in mid-air.

"Hey...the one I just saw...was..."

Boom!

Xiao Bai was muttering to himself, looking somewhat lost.

next second.

A soft impact came from behind Shiro, and Shiro, who was about to fall into the sea, was pulled into a tight embrace by the rushing Abyss Yamato.

Xiao Bai felt a sudden dizziness.

As he turned over, Yamato's familiar face came into view.

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai!"

Deep Sea Yamato anxiously questioned Shiro, nervously examining Shiro's body, his eyes filled with worry.

"Just after you came into contact with the Super Yamato, a powerful deep-sea explosion occurred on the surface of the ocean. The explosion blew you away. Are you... are you alright? Quick, let me see!"

"……Eh?"

Xiaobai stared blankly at the deep-sea Yamato in front of him.

"Little White? Little White?"

Seeing that Shiro didn't react, Yamato panicked and gently rocked Shiro back and forth around the waist.

Shiro simply stared at Yamato's face, speechless for a moment.

In Shiro's eyes, only Yamato's face remained.

A wonderful emotion, like spring water overflowing from its source, flowed out uncontrollably.

White hair.

Purple eyes.

Beautiful and dignified facial features.

Armor shimmering with purple light...

Looking at Yamato's face so close to his own, Shiro's mind was filled with the images that had just flashed through his head.

The cold, dark sea.

A deep-sea destroyer with a damaged hull.

And the purple deep-sea queen, admired and cheered by all the ships...

And that receding figure.

A strange feeling, as if infected by something, slowly spread through Xiaobai's mind.

And upon gazing upon Yamato Abyss, a peculiar emotion quickly brewed in Shiro's heart, causing Shiro to subconsciously become somewhat intoxicated.

Xiaobai subconsciously raised her hand and gently stroked Shenhai Yamato's snow-white cheek.

"Huh? Little White?"

Deep Sea Yamato was startled by Shiro's actions.

"Big...and...older sister..."