Naruto: I'm really not an evil scientist!

Protected by the GN field, the VF-25 moved unscathed through the Vajra's artillery fire, like an indestructible barrier, blocking all enemy attacks.

The VF-25's two Gn cannons are its trump card, allowing it to select different attack modes depending on the battlefield situation.

In rapid-fire mode, the Gn cannon can fire dense beams of Gn particles to suppress enemy firepower; in long-range precision firing mode, the Gn cannon can accurately strike key parts of enemy warships; and when fully charged, the Gn cannon can unleash a barrage of light cannon fire, instantly destroying large swathes of enemy forces.

Moreover, because the GN Combat Pack does not require power to the VF-25, all GN particles are used for attack, defense, and movement, greatly enhancing the weapon's power and the force field's defense. Combined with the VF-25's own excellent qualities, it achieved unprecedented combat results.

Behind this lies the efficient use of energy by my chakra system.

The GN particle beam fired by the VF-25 fighter jet, like lightning piercing the night sky, instantly pierced through a large group of Vajra, triggering a violent explosion, which included many red boss-level insects.

In addition, the Gn combat backpack is equipped with two high-rate-of-fire Gn beam machine guns for close-quarters combat, as well as two standard Gn beam swords, completely solving the VF-25's short reach problem in melee combat.

The fairy squad led by Gran-Gran piloted the Zentradi Battle Seal Scrolls and were also equipped with the same Gn Battle Backpacks. Perhaps because the Battle Seal Scrolls were humanoid machines, they were more adept at using the GN Battle Backpacks and demonstrated powerful combat capabilities on the battlefield.

"So powerful!" Ozma Lee, piloting the VF-25, moved with ease through the Vajra's dense formation, marveling at the powerful performance brought by the GN Combat Pack.

He had already felt this power in the simulation training, but it was only in actual combat that he truly experienced the revolutionary changes brought about by the GN particles, and the wisdom of the chakra system contained in these changes amazed him even more.

Under Ozma Lee's control, the VF-25 fighter jet moved like a black lightning bolt, weaving freely through the Vajra's gunfire.

A beam of GN particles ripped through the dark cosmic space, tearing apart the armor of the Vajra battleship, and the flames of the explosion illuminated Ozma-Lee's resolute face.

Alte, who was right behind Ozma, was stunned by the speed of the VF-25.

Chapter 480

"So fast!" he exclaimed.

Both his own mech and the captain's mech had reached an incredible speed, so fast that he could hardly control this runaway horse.

Art piloted the VF-25, struggling to control the aircraft's flight path.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his hands gripped the control lever tightly. This was his first time participating in such a large-scale battle, and he dared not relax for a moment.

Michelle, as a sniper, chose a concealed asteroid belt location as her sniping position.

He piloted the VF-25, silently lurking in the shadow of the asteroid, his GN sniper rifle aimed at the distant Vajra.

This GN sniper rifle incorporates my chakra system's unique technology for precision strikes.

Michelle Brown's sharp eyes were locked on a red-boss-level Vajra through the scope of the GN sniper rifle.

His finger gently pulled the trigger, and a beam of orange GN particles shot out silently, hitting Vajra precisely in the head.

Members of SMS's Skull Squad and Fairy Squad, piloting VF-25 fighters and Zentradi combat seal scrolls, weave through Vajra's fleet, their immense power granted by the GN Combat Backpack making them unstoppable, like tigers descending a mountain.

However, even bathed in powerful energy, the SMS team members did not forget their mission—to rescue the Galaxy refugee fleet.

While fighting the enemy, they charged towards the convoy, creating a lifeline for the trapped refugees.

Meanwhile, Hiruko, piloting the 00Q Gundam, had already reached the vicinity of the refugee fleet.

He manipulates a large number of Gn-Bits, like a skilled musician directing notes to dance in the air. This manipulation method utilizes the unique energy manipulation techniques of my chakra system, weaving an impenetrable net of death.

The GN-BITs of the 00Q Gundam, like a swarm of agile bees, circled around the mobile suit, attacking the Vajra battleship with astonishing speed and precision.

The orange GN particle beam, like the scythe of death, condensed and took shape in the energy field precisely controlled by the chakra of the research ninja Hiruko. Each cut tore through the armor of the Vajra battleship, causing a violent explosion.

This fusion of chakra and technology ensures that whether it's the smaller green Vajra or the massive red boss-level Vajra, anyone who dares to approach this death net woven from chakra is doomed.

In areas beyond the reach of the Perihu, the Type 4 of the Kutai Misfortune served as loyal guardians, protecting the safety of the refugee convoy.

They cooperated seamlessly, shooting down the Vajra warships that tried to approach the convoy one by one.

The gray fuselage of the Doom Type 4 appeared silently in outer space like a ghost, and then launched an attack with lightning speed. Behind it, there was also an energy network secretly constructed by Hiruko with chakra, providing them with hidden and powerful support.

The GN particle beams, like sharp swords, shot down the Vajra that broke through the defenses one by one, and the explosions illuminated the Doom 4's fuselage in a crimson glow.

While the members of Hiruko and SMS were fighting a bloody battle in a distant star field, weaving a net of defense and attack with chakra and GN particles, a grand concert was also taking place in the Frontier fleet.

On the seaside stage, the lights shone brightly and the sound system was deafening. Countless spectators gathered here, eagerly anticipating the wonderful performance of the Galactic Fairy Sheryl.

At the center of the stage, she wore a gorgeous holographic costume, and under the holographic projection, she looked like a goddess descended to earth.

Her long, slender legs appeared exceptionally white under the lights, and her sexy dance moves drew screams from the audience.

Accompanied by rousing music, Sheryl began her performance.

Her sweet voice, like heavenly music, was full of vitality and infectiousness, instantly igniting the enthusiasm of the entire audience.

Those sapphire-blue eyes sparkled with dazzling light.

Her sweet voice, like a spring breeze, swept over the hearts of the audience, soothing their weariness and pain.

Countless spectators excitedly waved their glow sticks and sang along to the beat. The audience was packed with people, and cheers, screams, and applause rose and fell, creating a huge wave of sound that resounded throughout the entire seaside stage.

Sherry's singing voice transcended the barriers of time and space, faintly resonating with the GN particles manipulated by Hiruko's chakra, reaching the distant battlefield and Hiruko's ears.

He piloted the 00Q Gundam, weaving through the Vajra's barrage of fire, and seemed to hear Sheryl's beautiful singing voice in his ears.

The purple FOLD crystal earring worn on Hiruko's left ear emitted a soft purple light under the influence of chakra, as if responding to Sheryl's singing and conveying Sheryl's longing.

Sheryl also wore the container containing Gn particles that Hiruko had given her as an earring on her left ear.

Guided by Sheryl's singing, the orange Gn particles pulsated, and many particles began to turn from orange to green, as if responding to Hiruko's chakra-woven web of longing, or as if cheering Hiruko on.

Aragaki, who was constantly monitoring the changes on the battlefield and in the fleet, immediately recorded this phenomenon in preparation for reporting it after the battle. Reporting it during the battle was only a distraction.

Amidst the intertwining of FOLD crystals and GN particles, the longing of the two overlapped across countless light-years. On stage, Sheryl's eyes were filled with longing and worry, yet she maintained her sweet smile, dedicating her most beautiful singing voice to the audience below the stage, and also to her friends far away who were fighting with chakra.

The atmosphere inside the bridge of the Macross Quarter was tense yet exciting.

On the giant holographic projection screen, the real-time locations of the Galaxy refugee fleet and the Vajra fleet were displayed.

The SMS crew members operated their instruments with great tension, closely monitoring the dynamics of the battlefield.

"Reporting, Captain! The Galaxy refugee convoy has reached the FOLD safety zone!" Radar observer Monica Lange's voice rang out on the bridge, her tone tinged with excitement.

"Great!" Art clenched his fist and said excitedly, "As long as they enter the folded hyperspace, they can safely escape the battlefield!"

"Attention, all personnel!" Captain Jeffrey Wilder's voice rang out in the bridge. "Continue to cover the Galaxy refugee convoy's evacuation! Just hold on a little longer, and our mission will be accomplished!"

The Galaxy refugee fleet finally arrived at the FOLD safety zone, and the desperate people seemed to see a glimmer of hope for survival, cheering and jumping for joy.

Inside the fleet command center, the operators were nervously preparing for the FOLD jump; in just a few more minutes, they would be able to escape this death trap.

However, at this critical moment, disaster struck.

A purple battleship, more than ten times larger than a regular Vajra cruiser, suddenly appeared in the airspace, surrounded by countless cruisers, like a grim reaper from hell, carrying an aura of destruction.

The enormous purple battleship, like a steel behemoth in space, has a ferocious appearance that sends chills down your spine.

The battleship's triple-mounted main guns slowly turned, aiming at the fleeing Galaxy refugee convoy.

Three enormous purple beams of light, like lightning ripped through the night sky, carrying destructive energy, hurtled toward the refugee convoy.

Wherever it passed, the universe seemed to be distorted, forming black cracks.

The SMS team members witnessed this horrific scene, and everyone's eyes were filled with anger and despair.

They tried their best to stop Vajra's attack, but to no avail.

Far away on the Frontier fleet, Sheryl, who was singing, seemed to sense the crisis facing the Galaxy refugee fleet.

Her singing stopped abruptly, her eyes filled with fear and sorrow, and she silently cried out "No!" Just when everyone thought the Galaxy refugee fleet was doomed, nine orange lights suddenly appeared in front of the purple beam.

Nine Type 4 Doomsday Armored Ships, like nine shooting stars draped in crimson lotus blossoms, simultaneously activated their Trans-Am systems and charged forward, relentlessly heading towards the purple beam of light fired from the Vajra battleship. Behind all this, Hiruko was providing them with final support through an energy channel constructed with chakra.

Their gray fuselages appeared small and fragile against the backdrop of purple light.

The three of them worked together to deploy a GN field and concentrate all the GN particles onto the shield, attempting to use their own bodies to buy a chance for the Galaxy refugee fleet to survive.

The Gn field deployed by the Doom Type 4 resembled three enormous shields, blocking the purple beam of light.

The Gn particles collided violently with the purple energy, bursting out with dazzling light that illuminated the surrounding universe.

The nine Doom Type 4s, like nine valiant warriors, used their own bodies to buy precious time for the Galaxy refugee fleet to escape.

The Gn field of the Doom Type 4 trembled violently under the fierce impact of the purple beam, like a candle flame in a storm, which could be extinguished at any moment.

A piercing alarm sounded from the surface of the machine, indicating that the rate at which Gn particles were being consumed had reached its limit.

Hiruko sensed all of this from afar with his chakra, his heart filled with grief and determination. He increased his chakra output, trying to buy another chance for the Doom Type 4.

A dozen seconds later, the Gn particles of Doom Type 4 were finally exhausted, and the Gn force field disappeared.

Having lost its last barrier, the Doom Type 4 shattered instantly under the bombardment of the purple beam. The remains of the machine were like torn cloth; their gray bodies broke apart, then dissolved and evaporated, finally turning into nothingness, leaving only shimmering Gn particles drifting in space.

At the very moment the Doom Type 4 was sacrificed, the last ship of the Galaxy Refugee Fleet successfully entered the FOLD hyperspace route and disappeared into the vast universe.

The last ship of the Galaxy refugee fleet emitted a dazzling purple light at the entrance to the FOLD fault before disappearing like a bubble, leaving only a gradually shrinking spatial vortex as proof that it had once existed.

The SMS team members witnessed the tragic sacrifice of the Doom Type 4, and everyone's face was filled with emotion.

Even knowing that these machines were soulless beings controlled by intelligent AI, they were still moved by the heroic actions of the Doom Type 4.

Captain Jeffrey lowered his hat brim and murmured, "Rest in peace, warriors." Where the Doom 4 disappeared, a large number of Gn particles dispersed, forming a huge cloud of Gn particles.

The Gn particle cloud emitted a soft orange light, like an oasis in the universe, bringing a touch of warmth and hope to this cold and cruel battlefield, and also seemed to be Hiruko's last comfort to them with chakra.

Just then, the SMS communication system received the last message sent by the Doom Type 4. Inside the bridge, lights flashed, and the last message sent by the Doom Type 4 was displayed on the communication screen.

The Sms team members remained silent, each filled with admiration and emotion.

These seven short words embody the boundless loyalty and love that Doom Type 4 has for human civilization, and they have also deeply touched the hearts of the SMS team members.

May the glory of humanity endure forever.

Meanwhile, Sheryl's concert in the fleet also came to its final song.

Macross Frontier fleet, seaside stage.

Sheryl's concert was nearing its end. During the brief intermission before the last song, the stage lights dimmed, leaving only a few beams of pale blue light illuminating the empty stage.

She stood in the center of the stage, her chest heaving with each breath, sweat streaming down her face, soaking her holographic costume, yet she maintained her elegant posture, breathing softly and adjusting her rhythm.

She gently stroked the Gn particle container that Hiruko had given her on her left ear, feeling the warm energy emanating from the Gn particles inside. This energy seemed to be intertwined with the thoughts that Hiruko had conveyed through chakra.

Sherry's slender fingers gently stroked the Gn particle container, feeling the warm energy emanating from the Gn particles inside.

She touched her throat; in the past, it would have been unbearably painful, but now it only felt slightly itchy.

"This is the light that can convey longing." Hiruko's words echoed in her mind.

For some reason, images of the SMS team members fighting valiantly on the battlefield kept flashing through her mind, as well as the figure of Hiruko piloting the 00Q Gundam and manipulating GN particles with chakra.