At the command of Lamba, the 17th Independence Fleet immediately launched a fierce fire volley with firepower, mainly the super Miga particle cannon fired by the flagship Dawn.

In a flash, a volley from the 17th Independence Fleet submerged the spherical shape transformed by the black light, and burst into violent explosions.

Among them, the most lethal weapon is headed by the power of the Super Mijia particle cannon fired by the Dawn. The Super Mijia particle cannon, which has been illuminated for more than ten seconds since the launch, is still continuously bringing damage to the enemy.

"The Super Mijia Particle Cannon exceeds the limit of the continuous irradiation theory, and is in good condition now! According to the charging margin, there are still five seconds left for the continuous irradiation time!"

While monitoring the shooting data of the Super Mijia particle cannon, CIC reported the situation loudly to Lamba.

"Three, two, one!! The super Mijia particle cannon shooting ends! Immediately start observing the enemy."

Under the gaze of Rabier and Lamba, as the fleet's volley ended, the black ball flooded by rolling smoke and explosions gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes again.

Suddenly, a crack appeared quietly on the smooth sphere of the black ball in the diffuse smoke.

"Hmm? Is this?" Raybier's eyes narrowed, and he immediately said in his heart: "Not good!"

"Lamba! The entire fleet disperses at full speed, and the MS troops stay away from the target! Quick!"

When Lanba heard this, she immediately issued an order.

While the fleet quickly executed the orders, there were more and more cracks on the black ball, and the more they were getting bigger and bigger.

"Click!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound appeared in everyone's hearts inexplicably.

The black ball is broken!

Accompanied by the black, but with a trace of red light, and fragments that made people feel uneasy and extremely disgusting, a clearer and more evil figure appeared in everyone's eyes.

The vertical and high shoulders are formed by four huge horns and an inverted triangle like starlight, which looks like a crown, a sharp chin, a huge one-eyed eye, and a huge body filled with the strange purple-black painted.

At this moment, this strange giant, a hundred meters tall, actually gave everyone a feeling of coming from a demon.

"This. What a huge body? MS?MA?"

On the bridge of Dawn, Lanba subconsciously took a step back, and looked at the huge demon who was gradually stretching out from the fragments broken by the black ball, and said in shock.

"really."

Although Raybeer had a little shock in his eyes, he had more of them.

"It seems that this should be the last resort for the variant. Lamba! Start the general attack!"

At this moment, a red light suddenly appeared from the left side of Axis, and after drawing a sometimes straight and sometimes tortuous flight path in the void, he came directly to the huge demon god.

"This, is this...Gambasta? How is it possible?"

He Moming, who had transferred to Zagu III, just returned to the battlefield and saw the huge demon god rising from the fragments in the sky, and seemed to recognize the true face of the huge demon god.

In a shock, the 17th Independence Fleet launched a volley attack again.

The beam cannons all over the sky and the dense sea of ​​missiles instantly flooded the huge demon god again.

In the explosion flash, a purple-red beam suddenly broke through the heavy smoke. In the blink of an eye, it swept the three Salamis cruisers on the far right.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

In a blink of an eye, the three Salamis cruisers that had no time to dodge were swept into two by the purple-red beam of light, turning into three dazzling sparks.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!"

In the smoke, the figure of the huge demon god appeared in everyone's eyes again.

At the same time, Kissiliya's rampant, cheerful, and extremely proud laughter rang in everyone's ears in a more simultaneous manner.

"It's this power! It's this power! Only this power that even a god can erase the humiliation I suffered!!"

Amid the laughter, the huge demon opened his hands, and more than twenty tiny beams of light burst out from his wrists, splashing down towards the right wing of the Seventeenth Independent Fleet like a huge net.

"avoid!!"

"avoid!!"

The seventeenth Independent Fleet's right-wing warships made emergency avoidances, but they did not receive any effect. In the end, they were exhausted under this overwhelming beam net in vain.

Among the numerous explosive light balls, Kisselia, who was manipulating the new giant demon god, had a hideous face and her eyes were red and laughed wildly.

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"general!"

Seeing that he lost half of the warships in an instant, Lamba, as the acting commander, felt extremely sad and sad at this time.

This is the elite force promoted and trained by Lamba in these eight years!

Such precious combat power was actually wiped out by the enemy at this moment! This result made Lamba unacceptable.

"Calm down! We haven't lost yet!" Raybeer scolded.

At this moment, the CIC's voice suddenly rang.

"General! There is an external communication request to access! Yes, it is the unknown MS who just appeared on the battlefield!!"

"Come in!" Raybier nodded, then looked at Lamba and said, "Let the fleet continue to disperse and carry out restraining shooting. Now, it seems that we can only rely on the MS troops to get a chance to win."

"Yes!" Lamba nodded and immediately turned around to conduct the next step of command.

Raybeer started a conversation with the just-connected external communication.

"I'm Ray Bill. Who are you?"

"Chaya, Chaya Aznapur. It's a privilege to be able to speak with General Raybier again," said the one.

"Chaya? Is it the man from that time?" After Raybier said this in his heart, he said directly: "So, Red Comet Charya, do you have any way to kill this variant?"

"Variants?" the voice was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "So you have already given it a clear title! But, let's talk about it later! Now, please take a fleet volley again. Maybe, I can see something from it."

"Scatter? Now, we're doing it!"

Between the conversation between Raybier and the voice that claimed to be Charia, the Seventeenth Independence Fleet, which lost half of the battleships, once again fired a volley.

This time, without the cover of the thick smoke, everyone could see clearly the entire passage of the fleet's volley shots directly at the giant demon god.

At this moment, He Wuming, who was communicating with Raybeer, also saw the result.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief inexplicably.

"General! Please let the fleet continue to restrain the shooting. Leave the rest to me!"

After saying that, He inexplicably disconnected the communication directly.

Yes.

From the fleet volley just now and the response method adopted by the huge demon god who was very similar to that of the Gangbasta in He Wuming's memory, He Wuming finally made a bold conclusion.

The huge demon that Kissilla created now, which is 100 meters high, is not the real steel bar tower, but a similar fake.

Perhaps, there are defective products that may not even be achieved by fakes.

After thinking about it in his heart, He inexplicably activated Zagu III's propulsion backpack again and rushed towards the huge demon god who was resisting the attack from the 17th Independent Fleet.

At the same time, two rays of light suddenly appeared behind Zagu III.

He was inexplicably reminded of the identity of the visitor.

The feeling that was different from others and the unique spiritual fluctuations, he told his identity inexplicably as soon as these two rays of light appeared.

"College Chara! Please let us help you!" As a former Zeon pilot, Darryl naturally yearned for the red comet Chara Aznapur. Now that he found that there was such an opportunity to fight side by side with the legendary characters, he would naturally not let it go.

"Chaya Aznapur. Let me see the power of the red comet!" This is the words of Eo! As a pilot in the Federation, of course, he would not miss such an excellent opportunity.

He Wuyi just smiled slightly at this.

"Haha! If you can keep up, then just keep up!"

After the words fell, Red Zhagu III burst out with all his strength.

In the blink of an eye, Darryl and Io were left behind.

"Awesome! It's worthy of being a red comet!" Darryl's eyes glowed and she immediately chased after him.

And Io naturally was unwilling to fall behind.

With the full strength of the full armored mental power Gundam and mental power Zagu II, this temporary team that gathered the strongest pilots that can gather at present quickly entered Kissillia's sight.

“Zagu III? Shaya?”

Kissilla, who was fighting against the 17th Independent Fleet, turned her eyes and saw through who was rushing towards Zaku III at first sight.

"No, it's not Xia Ya! It's you! Why don't you know!!"

Kissilla shouted angrily, and dozens of beams of light immediately burst out from the shoulders and feet of the giant demon god, trying to block the full range of power to try to stop He Wuming and their approach.

"spread!"

With an inexplicable shout, He took the lead in breaking away from the shooting route of the light beam, and drew a straight, tortuous, or even a nearly abnormal right angle and rapid change of direction in the void at an extremely fast speed.

From a distance, Zaku III's flight trajectory seemed to be holding a rein in his hand, playing back and forth with the seemingly dangerous but actually extremely dangerous beam of rain as a puppy.

"I didn't expect you to be a fake guy to run away!" Kissilla shouted angrily, and a purple-red beam of light lit up on the head of the giant demon god, and headed straight towards Zagu III.

Seeing that the purple-red beam was about to catch up with Zaku III, He smiled coldly inexplicably.

"Although I'm fake, you're not the steel bar tower that can ruin the world!!"
Chapter completed!