Naruto: I'm really not an evil scientist!

"Was he protecting me?" Sherry clutched her chest, her heart filled with gratitude and longing.

After a short intermission, the stage lights came on again, making Sherry Lou's figure even more dazzling.

Sheryl wiped the sweat from her forehead and a sweet smile appeared on her face.

Her sapphire-blue eyes were filled with confidence and determination.

"Next, I'm going to sing a song that's very important to me," Sheryl said to the audience. "I think that everyone here has experienced many encounters and partings, and there must be many precious things that you don't want to lose." The audience listened quietly to Sheryl, each with a thoughtful expression on their face.

Sheryl paused for a moment, then continued, "Everyone, I have a selfish request. Would you like to hear it?" "This important song is only for one person, no, I should say, I only sing it for a few people."

Chapter 481

Tears welled in Sheryl's eyes. "For those people who are risking their lives to protect us in faraway places."

Music began, and a familiar melody echoed across the seaside stage.

Sheryl closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then began her singing.

Her sweet voice, like the brightest star in the night sky, illuminated the entire seaside stage and people's hearts. It seemed to transcend the universe and resonate with the web of longing woven by Hiruko with chakra.

"Diamond Crack," a song filled with longing and hope, slowly resounded on the seaside stage of the Macross Frontier fleet...

Without even a moment's mourning for the tragic death, the one who rushed to the battlefield was... the desolate version.

Hiruko piloted the 00Q Gundam, using chakra as its engine to provide a continuous source of power, and gazed in the direction where the Galaxy refugee fleet had disappeared.

He knew that the threat from Vajra was not yet gone; this was just the beginning, and the Frontier fleet would become their next target.

Just then, Ara's voice suddenly rang in Hiruko's mind: [Master, Vajra's fleet is entering FOLD hyperspace, and their target is likely the destination of the Galaxy Refugee Fleet—the Macross Frontier Fleet! Through the fleet's equipment, I detected that Ms. Sheryl's FOLD wave is rapidly expanding. This is probably due to the combined effect of FOLD crystals and GN particles, and your chakra seems to be playing a catalytic role in it.]

"This is Andromeda IV, everyone on high alert!" Hiruko said in a deep voice over the communication channel, his voice vibrating with chakra. "Vajra is pursuing the Galaxy refugee fleet, and their target is the Frontier fleet!!"

“We must return to the Frontier fleet immediately!” Art said, his young face filled with worry and anxiety. “Otherwise, it will be too late!” “Art, calm down.” Michel’s calm voice rang out in the communication channel, his voice carrying a steady aura of chakra. “Panic will only make us lose our composure.”

The battle-hardened Captain Jeffrey Wilder made a decisive decision and issued the order to retreat: "All ships, FOLD! Recall combat forces and pursue Vajra!" Upon receiving the order, the members of the Skull Squad and Fairy Squad immediately piloted VF-25 fighters and Zentradi combat seal scrolls back to the mothership. Their fighters also had energy runes inscribed with chakra by Hiruko, providing them with extra protection.

The Macross Quarter's engines roared deafeningly as the ship slowly accelerated, fueled by chakra, preparing for a FOLD jump.

A chase that will determine the fate of the Frontier fleet is about to begin...

On the seaside stage, Sheryl's singing voice slowly faded, the last note echoing in the air for a long time.

The audience was still immersed in the emotion and shock brought by "Diamond Crack," with many people having tears in their eyes and their hearts filled with longing for peace and cherishing of life.

As the stage lights gradually dimmed, Sherry's figure appeared exceptionally beautiful and captivating in the dim light.

A faint smile graced her face, and glistening tears welled in her eyes, as if she were bidding farewell to the audience and sending blessings to the distant Beirut.

However, at that moment, a sudden change occurred.

Suddenly, a purple light appeared in the outer space outside the fleet's main island. The light spread rapidly, forming a huge FOLD hyperspace rift. Within this rift, an evil aura that the Vajra fleet could not completely shield itself with chakra could be faintly felt.

The massive FOLD hyperspace fault, like a ferocious rift in the universe, ripped open the originally dark and silent cosmic space with an almost tyrannical manner.

At the edge of the fault, space was distorted as if it were being kneaded by an invisible giant hand. Purple light, like surging magma, erupted from the fault, instantly illuminating the entire main island of the fleet and casting a mysterious and dangerous hue over this area.

Sheryl keenly captured this astonishing scene through the huge transparent ceiling of the fleet's main island.

Her eyes widened slightly, filled with doubt, and she murmured to herself, "De-FOLD? What's going on?" The next moment, the Galaxy refugee fleet's ships, like caged beasts breaking free of their shackles, filed out of the FOLD hyperspace rift and appeared in the outer space of the fleet's main island.

Like birds escaping their cages, the spaceships, filled with the eagerness of surviving a catastrophe, rushed out of the FOLD hyperspace rift and sped toward the Frontier fleet.

Seeing the refugee convoy successfully escape, Shirley felt a little relieved, and a relieved smile appeared on her face. She was happy that her compatriots were able to escape danger.

However, fate always seems to love playing tricks; before the smile could fully bloom, it was replaced by a sudden and terrifying scene.

More FOLD hyperspace faults, like mushrooms after rain, continued to emerge in the outer space of the fleet's main island.

Countless FOLD hyperspace faults intertwined, like a huge and terrifying net in the universe, tightly surrounding the Macross Frontier fleet.

The purple light continued to gush out wildly from the fault, illuminating the entire main island of the fleet into an eerie purple world.

Immediately afterwards, Vajra's main fleet, like a surging and unstoppable tide, poured out of the FOLD hyperspace rift and appeared in the outer space of the fleet.

Bathed in purple light, these warships appeared even more terrifying and menacing.

Their numbers were astonishing, densely packed together, seemingly boundless, completely surrounding the entire main island of the fleet.

The peaceful and joyful atmosphere of the Frontier fleet was instantly replaced by fear and panic.

The once bustling streets were suddenly deserted as the tide receded, with panicked residents screaming and running, their eyes filled with terror as they desperately tried to escape the impending destruction.

The shop window was smashed by the panicked crowd, glass shards flew everywhere, and goods were scattered all over the ground, but no one paid any attention.

On the seaside stage, the concert that was in progress instantly turned into a scene of escape.

The audience was horrified to discover that the once peaceful space was now completely obscured by a dense array of Vajra warships, as if a dark cloud of death was hanging over their heads.

The stage lights went out, and the huge holographic projection screen turned into static, emitting a piercing electrical sound.

Sheryl disappeared from the stage in the chaos, leaving behind panicked audience members who shoved each other in the darkness, screaming and trying to find an escape route.

The crowd surged towards the safety passage like a flood bursting its banks, their cries and screams creating a scene of utter devastation, a veritable hell on earth.

Faced with this sudden chaos, the security personnel who had been deployed around the concert venue immediately sprang into action.

Holding up signs and shouting, they tried their best to guide the crowd to evacuate in an orderly manner.

A burly security guard of Zentradi descent used his strength to hold back a door that was about to be breached. His face was flushed as he shouted, "Don't panic! Don't push! One at a time!"

His face was covered in sweat, which slid down his cheeks and soaked his collar, but his eyes remained firm, revealing an unquestionable authority.

Meanwhile, in the fleet's headquarters, alarms blared through the sky, their shrill sounds seemingly piercing people's eardrums.

The commanders' faces were ashen, their eyes filled with tension and solemnity as they nervously issued combat orders.

A solemn expression was written on everyone's face; they knew all too well that the Frontier fleet was facing a severe test of life and death.

"All combat personnel, immediately take your combat positions!" "Activate the fleet defense system!" "Prepare to intercept the Vajra fleet!"... One order after another was relayed in an orderly manner.

All of this was thanks to Hiruko's earlier deduction and prediction using his unique scientific ninja chakra power system, which reminded Catherine to promptly remind the Grand Commander to raise the fleet's combat readiness level to the highest level.

Although there was much debate within the fleet about whether to send troops to rescue the Galaxy fleet, at least thanks to the insistence of Grand Master Glasgow, the Frontier fleet was not caught off guard.

In the outer reaches of the Frontier fleet, a fierce cosmic war is raging.

The various warships of the Unified Forces, along with Macross-class warships and VF-171 fighters, engaged in a fierce battle against the overwhelming Vajra fleet.

The laser cannon beams and the missile exhaust flames intertwined, like dazzling yet deadly fireworks, illuminating the originally dark universe as if it were daytime.

A Macross-class battleship roared as its main gun unleashed a massive energy beam, which, like an enraged dragon, ripped through space and cleaved a Vajra cruiser in two.

The wreckage of the Vajra warship shattered into countless fragments in the explosion, scattering like snowflakes into space.

The VF-171 fighter squadron moved like a nimble swarm of bees, weaving freely between the Vajra warships. The pilots used their superb flying skills and agile maneuverability to evade enemy attacks and launch missiles and laser cannons at opportune moments, inflicting heavy damage on the Vajra fleet.

However, war is cruel, and some VF-171 fighters were unfortunately hit by the laser cannons of the Vajra warships, their fuselages billowing thick smoke, like wounded birds.

The pilot struggled to control the fighter jet, attempting to escape the battlefield, but was ultimately struck by a follow-up attack from the Vajra warship, turning into a fireball and disappearing into the vast universe.

Small, green Vajra worms, like locusts, swarmed towards the Unified Forces' warships and VF-171 fighters, baring their fangs and claws, attempting to devour them completely.

A small green Vajra bug seized the opportunity, quickly grabbed the VF-171 fighter jet, and fired bullets directly into the cockpit.

The fighter jet instantly transformed into a fireball and exploded in space, scattering debris everywhere.

The red, boss-level Vajra insects are enormous, like small mountains, and possess formidable firepower. They are the core force of the Vajra fleet, and each attack can inflict heavy damage on the Unified Army.

A cruiser belonging to the Unified Forces was directly hit by the charged particle cannon of the boss-level insect. The cruiser's defensive shields were immediately overloaded and pierced. Under the powerful attack, the cruiser was sunk in one hit, and the fate of the crew on board was unknown.

The Frontier fleet's defensive forces were outnumbered and outgunned. Despite their valiant resistance, with every soldier prepared to die for their cause, Vajra's offensive remained unstoppable.

Vajra's purple battleship, like the Grim Reaper on the battlefield, plunged the Unified Forces into despair with its appearance.

The purple battleship's triple-mounted main guns roared deafeningly, and two enormous purple beams of light, like the scythe of death, tore through space and shot straight toward the main island of the Frontier fleet.

The unified forces' warships attempted to intercept, launching interceptor missiles and laser beams, but the purple beams were too fast and too powerful to be stopped.

The purple beam of light struck the transparent dome of the fleet's main island with pinpoint accuracy, and a tremendous explosion resounded through the sky, as if the entire universe itself trembled.

Two enormous holes appeared in the transparent ceiling, and debris rained down like raindrops.

The moment the transparent dome shattered, the residents of the fleet's main island looked up in horror and saw a sight they would never forget: countless Vajra insects, like sharks that had smelled blood, swarmed frantically toward the fleet's main island.

They passed through the holes in the transparent ceiling, like a black tide, and entered the interior of the fleet's main island.

The Vajra invasion was like a nightmare for the inhabitants of the Frontier fleet.

For these invaders, their goal was not to indiscriminately slaughter humans.

At the concert, panicked crowds scattered like headless flies, creating utter chaos.

However, Vajra's elite black insects ignored these "ants," their only target being Sheryl, who stood at the center of the stage.

The black Vajra insects are more slender than the green ones, with harder exoskeletons that gleam with a metallic sheen and exude a cold aura under the light.

They move with lightning speed, like black phantoms, weaving through the crowd, sending chills down one's spine.

The bodyguards that Catherine had arranged in advance wanted to rescue Sheryl, who was still standing in the center of the stage, but the crowded people blocked their way and they couldn't squeeze in at all.

One of the bodyguards was extremely anxious and wanted to take out his pistol to intimidate the crowd, but before he could even do so, he was pushed to the ground by the opposing crowd and nearly trampled to death.

Fortunately, his companion reacted quickly and pulled him out in time, thus preventing a tragedy from happening.

Meanwhile, Orchid-Lee in the audience also became Vajra's target.

Orchid's fair face was now filled with terror, and her eyes revealed deep fear.

She instinctively wanted to stand up and run away, but her legs trembled uncontrollably.

Just then, Catherine grabbed her and shouted anxiously, "Quick, let's go!" With that, she pulled Orchid along and ran towards the emergency exit.

However, Vajra was too fast; the black insects, like black lightning, caught up with them in an instant.

At the critical moment, an orange light ripped through the darkness like lightning, severing the black Vajra insect in half. Purple fluid spurted out, splashing onto the ground and emitting a pungent odor.

Chapter 482

The GN particle beam saber pierced through the Vajra bug's hard shell as easily as cutting tofu.

The insect's body trembled violently, emitting a shrill hiss, before collapsing helplessly to the ground, twitching a few times before falling still.

The Doom Type 4's cold, metallic body looked particularly menacing in the dim light, like a demon that had walked out of hell.