The three rounds fired simultaneously, with angles precisely calculated by the fire control system, should have a hit probability of over 97%...
The other person didn't lose a single hair.
"Chase him! Keep hitting him! I want to see how many more times he can dodge!" Frieza grew increasingly furious, and two more veins bulged on his forehead.
Frieza's giant ship increased its engine thrust, causing the hull to vibrate more violently, and it gave chase to Merus's ship.
The cannon's muzzle flashed incessantly, unleashing wave after wave of energy attacks like raindrops...
Single shots, rapid fire, crossfire, and fan-shaped coverage—various attack modes switched in turn, so densely packed it was as if they were going to plow the entire star field.
Merus nimbly maneuvered the patrol boat ahead, dodging left and right, the vessel as agile as a petrel navigating a storm, far more nimble than a warship.
But he also discovered a thorny problem... No matter how he flew, Frieza stuck to him like a stubborn leech, and was getting closer and closer.
If things continue along this trajectory, and he continues on his current course, it's tantamount to leading Frieza's ship towards Earth.
When that time truly comes, Earth will become a battlefield... Ordinary humans on Earth won't even qualify as cannon fodder in the face of Frieza Force's firepower.
He is Galactic Patrol, whose duty is to protect the inhabitants of planets, not to bring war to their doorsteps.
Merus frowned slightly, and made a decision almost instantly...
He could no longer hide.
He released his right hand from the control stick and gently placed his palm on the spaceship's cabin wall in front of him.
"Smack!"
A soft Starlight welled up from his palm and quickly spread along the metal bulkhead, like mercury silently spreading on a table.
In the blink of an eye, the entire hull of the patrol ship was enveloped in a faint silvery-white halo.
The light wasn't dazzling; instead, it had an indescribable warmth and profundity, as if someone had ground the starry sky itself into an extremely thin coating and evenly brushed it onto the ship's hull.
With the blessing of Angel Power, Merus ' patrol ship instantly increased its speed by several orders of magnitude.
"Whoosh... whoosh!"
Frieza and his henchmen didn't even have time to see what was happening...
The silver-white patrol ship made several leaps in the air, each leap covering hundreds of thousands of miles. After four or five leaps, it completely disappeared from the screen.
That wasn't some kind of conventional acceleration; it directly ignored some of the limitations of the space itself.
Before the locking mechanism in Frieza's fire control system could be recalibrated, the target had already jumped out of effective range; another jump and it would be undetectable by Dragon Radar.
Frieza stood by the porthole, her triangular eyes wide open like never before, her chin drooping slightly.
He stared at the empty starry sky in front of him, momentarily speechless.
What was that noise just now?
Space jump?
Or was he hallucinating because he was so angry today?
Berryblue's lips twitched several times, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his expression changed from confidence to confusion, and from confusion to astonishment.
" Berryblue ... come here." Frieza slowly, very slowly turned around, his narrowed eyes flashing with cold light. His voice was unusually calm, yet beneath that calm lurked a volcano about to erupt. "Isn't my spaceship supposed to be the Frieza in the entire universe? What did that brochure you showed me say... who was it that was just left far behind, not even able to see its taillights?"
"Lord Frieza, this means the Galactic Patrol possesses far more advanced technology than us! Their engine technology may already be generationally ahead of ours in terms of core parameters!" Berryblue hurriedly replied, a layer of glistening sweat beading on his forehead.
"Is the Galactic Patrol's technology that advanced? What's their annual budget? And what's our Legion's military budget... You're telling me they're more advanced than us?" Frieza's brows furrowed even more, and the chill in his voice dropped several degrees.
"After all, we've rarely dealt with them before. These patrolmen have been secretly developing their technology in their territory for so many years, accumulating some unknown technologies. It's not entirely impossible that they might suddenly come up with one or two cutting-edge technologies. Some small organizations, the more inconspicuous they are, the more they can accomplish great things quietly." Berryblue vaguely, not quite believing it himself, but he had to come up with a reason to get past this hurdle first.
Frieza's resentment grew stronger and stronger.
Right under his nose, the Galactic Patrol's spaceship slipped away in a way he couldn't understand at all...
They slipped away so completely that they couldn't even be detected by Dragon Radar.
He could only stand there, staring blankly, not even understanding what technology they were using.
Unfortunately, he couldn't do anything about it...
You can't catch up with them, you can't hit them, and no one can hear you when you stand by the porthole and curse them.
Frieza flew into a rage, slapping his tail on the floor several times, as if he wanted to smash the control panel to pieces.
But his remaining rationality told him that blowing up the ship now would do him no good.
The henchmen had already read the signal of full alert from Frieza's expression, and they all even held their breath.
They dared not delay and immediately began frantically typing on the control panel, mobilizing all available detection resources to search for the trajectory of the Merus spacecraft.
After a thorough investigation, the results were quickly obtained.
"Lord Frieza... we've located the spaceship, it's currently very far away from us," a henchman reported cautiously, his teeth clicking slightly as he spoke, each word carefully chosen in volume...
He needed to make sure Frieza could hear him clearly, but he also didn't want to stand out too much.
"Chase it! Today, no matter what... take it down!" Frieza commanded, his voice resolute.
"Call out..."
Frieza's spaceship accelerated again, its engines emitting a deep roar, and sped off towards the direction of the Merus patrol ship.
The ship's metal frame creaked and groaned under the immense acceleration.
Merus sensed the movement behind him through the Angel Power, and glanced at the tracking footage on the holographic screen...
The crimson giant ship was still close behind, and although the distance had been greatly increased by the Angel Power, Frieza showed no intention of giving up the pursuit.
This can't go on.
It doesn't matter if he can't catch up with me, but he will expand the search area further and further, and sooner or later he will drag the whole earth into it.
There are billions of ordinary humans on Earth, and Jaco is waiting there for a rendezvous. If Frieza's fleet were to attack, the consequences would be unimaginable.