The Wutai Murasame fleet appeared from the clouds and flew straight towards the prototype destiny.
In the rear, five M1 Heretics raised their guns and fired volleys to contain them.
Noel's eyes were indifferent, neither happy nor sad. He raised his hand to activate the beam shield and placed it on his chest to block the beam.
Looking towards the direction where the siren sounded, the beam boomerang was thrown out with all its might. At the same time, the machine body retreated and flipped, the beam shield was retracted and the ship-cutting knife was removed.
The engine roared.
The prototype Destiny Gundam was dragging its residual image across the sea.
clang--
Under the blade of the ship-cutting sword, Murasame was as fragile as paper.
With the help of the flames from the explosion of the machine body.
The prototype Destiny Gundam's beam cannon flips and fires.
In the blink of an eye, another M1 Heretic Gundam was smashed into pieces by the beam cannon.
The flames of the explosion did not stop Noel from taking action.
The light of the beam saber continued to dance in mid-air.
The ship-cutting knife is constantly harvesting the lives of the battlefield like the death scythe.
After a while.
The ten Orb MSs that came to encircle and suppress them were all slaughtered by Noel, which took less than a minute.
However, in the face of such suppression, Orb's MS troops still rushed towards the prototype Destiny Gundam crazily.
The alarm sounded again.
"Are you done yet?"
Noel couldn't help but feel a little upset.
Recently, he has been experiencing some strange mood swings for no apparent reason.
Especially when fighting, that feeling will become more intense.
It made him think that he was suffering from some disease.
Especially when he went to the medical officer to check his body, the way the medical officer looked at him made him almost think that he had some incurable disease.
I asked him, and he said that everything was fine with him, that nothing happened, and that he didn't know anything.
Noel was immediately confused.
So recently, he spent every day in the information room, reading information to see if there was really something wrong with him.
It turned out that there was nothing.
Now I am constantly stimulated by this fatal emotion——
"You forced me to do this-"
As Noel spoke, a cold glint flashed through his eyes covered with blood-colored whites.
The engine output of the prototype Destiny Gundam has reached its peak.
Accompanied by the roar of the engine, the prototype Destiny Gundam held knives in both hands and rushed towards the core of Orb's army, dragging its afterimage.
Rumble——
For a moment, the flames of the exploding aircraft flickered over the battlefield.
"What a terrifyingly powerful guy—"
Preia couldn't help but sigh as she looked at the prototype Destiny that was killing people on the battlefield.
Before the emergence of MS, elite aces were more used to encourage the morale of soldiers on the battlefield.
Or conduct special small-scale operations.
But now that the performance of MS has become more and more powerful, a super ace has unknowingly become an existence that can influence a small to medium-sized battle.
Kira Yamato, Noel Cassia, Aslan Sara——
If these three people stand in the same camp one day, and match the strongest and most suitable machine for them——
He really couldn't think of anyone who could stop the three of them.
As long as the three of them are sitting in the machine, no one or force should dare to ignore them.
Such an existence is already alien in a sense.
There are often only two outcomes for aliens, one is to become a being that leads the world forward, and the other is to be a demon despised by the world.
"Colonel Preia, Orb is asking for help again."
The commander's voice interrupted Preya's thoughts.
Preia turned her head and looked at the commander.
The commander who was being watched by Preia suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, and he forcefully swallowed back the words he was about to say.
"Let them attack and prepare my machine."
After speaking, Preia withdrew her gaze and looked ahead quietly.
He cherished every day he could see.
[Discover phantom particle fluctuations! 】
"Avoid! Turn left rudder 15!"
Thalia, who was always on alert, immediately issued an evasive order upon hearing the sound.
The next second, two Gadi Lu-class battleships revealed themselves from high altitude and fired artillery fire at the same time.
[Sword-equipped Disaster - Move out! 】
[Dark Assault—Deploy! 】
[Warrior Gundam—Departure! 】
The three MSs belonging to the Earth Alliance also left one after another at this moment to board their respective aircraft carriers.
"Chaos Gundam..."
Sting, who was preparing to dispatch in the cockpit, suddenly stopped and looked back at the empty MS storage warehouse behind him. He suddenly felt an empty and sad feeling in his heart.
Some blurry images and inaudible sounds flashed through my mind unconsciously.
He felt that there should be two guys like him there.
"Chaos Gundam, what happened?"
The bridge noticed something unusual about the Chaos Gundam and couldn't help asking.
"nothing."
Sting was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and at the same time he looked up at the gate that had already been opened.
He always felt like he was forgetting something very important, but he felt like he wasn't.
It was as if he had lost something very important, leaving a huge void in his heart.
"Chaos Gundam, attack immediately!"
The order came sharply from the bridge.
"Chaos Gundam—Attack!"
Upon hearing this, Sting urged his body to rush out of the battleship.
Important things shouldn't be forgotten, right?
Things that will be forgotten can't be called important, can they?
Defeating the enemy is the most important thing, isn't it?
That's how it should be.
But why, why does my heart feel a dull pain? What is that haze that just passed over the tip of my nose?
Why does my nose feel a little sore——
Why is there an empty space in my heart——
The Chaos Gundam flew out of the battleship, and a body as red as blood appeared in sight.
In a daze, memories flooded back again.
The hazy memories and unspeakable anger emerged from the bottom of my heart.
kill him!
He must be killed.
kill him--
"Why kill him?"
Sting was stunned, why did he want to kill him?
Because he is the enemy?
No, that's not the case. There must be a deeper reason for doing this.
But what is it, what is it that makes him have such murderous intention.
But no matter how he looked through his memories, he still couldn't find the answer, but the killing intent became more intense.
finally!
"kill!"
Sting roared loudly with red eyes.
Following the anger rising in his heart, he rushed towards the prototype Destiny Gundam.
He didn't know where this anger came from, he only knew that he had to kill him!
Not only because he is his enemy, but also because his own instinct drives him to do this!
Also having the same behavior as him were the Black Assault and the Sword-equipped Disaster R.
"For Samus!"
Mu Di sat in the cockpit of the sword-mounted Calamity R, roaring and roaring towards the prototype Destiny.
Shi Wen also showed his cold gaze at this moment. He was not a cold-hearted person, and the death of his friend completely aroused his murderous intention.
Three machines and three different people set off at the same time towards the blood-red figure in front with the same purpose.
Just before the siren sounded, the prototype Destiny Gundam changed direction.
In this mood full of indignation, protection, passion, and fighting for the country, this naked murderous intention is as abrupt as a bright light in the dark night.
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