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Chapter 169
Marvel: Start Signing in with Megatron Chapter 107
"Hmph, although Robots are far less tasty than those flesh-and-blood creatures, they'll do. I quite like the unique Life Energy of their species..."
One by one, the Insectoids tore through the dense artillery fire, arriving with a roar at the planet's surface like meteors, radiating powerful Energy Fluctuations. They looked down, meeting the gaze of countless Transformers.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
An Energy Cannon attack arrived, blasting the overlooking Insectoid into dust.
"There are too many of these damned things; whatever you do, don't get separated! Repeat, do not get separated! Always operate in squads! Ultron, immediately issue orders, remind all warriors, and at the same time, pay attention to collecting species data on all types of Insectoids!"
Blackout, appointed by Alpha Trion as the supreme commander of this desolate planet, roared loudly. Though stationed at the rear, he was still discovered and attacked by the Insectoids frantically rushing in from outer space.
The entire planet was already surrounded by an endless Insectoid Swarm.
Blackout's expression was cold. He raised his hand and assembled a Hand Cannon, ready to annihilate the pouncing Insectoid Horde. But then, his expression flickered, and the black substance attached to his body lunged out even faster, directly coiling around dozens of Insectoids and devouring them on the spot.
"Leave this kind of thing to me, I'm never full... Hehehe, you should save your Energy. Cybertron's regular army only has ten million, and each of you carries an important mission. Every bit you can save counts. Besides, I don't want to see you get killed."
The Symbiote named Starscream mocked Blackout with a voice that was both sarcastic and arrogant.
Starscream truly didn't want his partner to die here.
Although, looking at the current battle situation across the planet, the thirty thousand troops stationed here were at an absolute disadvantage and would sooner or later be overwhelmed by the ludicrously numerous Insectoid Horde.
It was just a matter of how long they could hold out.
Swarms of Insectoid Horde broke through the firepower net, crashing down. With claws extended and fangs bared, they lunged towards the various major bases on the planet.
"Ultron, report the real-time situation of all 74 bases worldwide. My Processor can handle it."
Blackout remained taciturn, but his cold gaze already revealed everything.
In his previous life, he was the supreme commander of the Decepticon Army's Anti-Air Fortress, the most trusted general in the air force! Blackout, whose Vehicle Form was a [helicopter], preferred trench warfare as his favorite mode of combat.
Moreover, relying on a planet, with the War Assistance System, Ultron, helping and controlling a large number of automatic weapons, waging war in a ground-to-air manner, Blackout was incredibly confident internally, even though it seemed like they were being suppressed.
They definitely couldn't win. With a mere thirty thousand troops, were they really going to fight head-on against an Insectoid Horde starting in the billions out in space?
But pure defense, ground-to-air, this was Blackout's most proficient Domain.
In an instant, various pieces of information from global bases flooded into Blackout's mind. Countless streams of data flashed by, and Blackout began rapidly deploying and issuing various commands.
Bright lights surged from the many muzzles of the major bases. Countless Energy Blaster Cannons launched bombardments, unleashing endless saturation bombardment on the large numbers of descending Insectoid Horde.
Each beam of light that struck, each thunderous roar that shook a continent, invariably took down thousands of Insectoids. The corpses of the fallen Insectoid Race became battlefield rations for other Insectoids, devoured swiftly during their charge.
Large numbers of Insectoid Horde approached, simultaneously deploying various abilities: Psionic Abilities, Energy blasts, radiation coverage, and more. The landed Insectoid Horde began to besiege the major bases.
"Base 23, increase your Energy output! You're facing too many enemies! A full twenty million Insectoid Soldiers are advancing towards your position!"
"There's a Sub-Skyfather-level Insectoid capable of manipulating space; attention, all forces! Ultron will mark it..."
A Transformer stomped on the thick metal gate, then clung directly to the inner wall of the base. Its heavy and mighty Chassis was already laden with various weapons.
Screech—
A piercing hum sounded. A section of the base's gate was bitten through by a powerful Insectoid Soldier, its strong pincers tearing a gap in the thick metal door on the spot.
Hiss!
It shrieked triumphantly.
Boom!
The Transformer, already prepared, blasted it to death with a single shot.
"Come on then, do you really think Base 23 is so easy to conquer?!"
He cursed angrily, his stance agile. With a gun in one hand, numerous muzzles spontaneously extended from his back, and in the other, he held a Multifunctional Shield, immediately launching an attack on the Insectoids swarming through the breach.
At the same time, he was receiving information from Ultron, rapidly gaining a superficial understanding of most of the Insectoid Race before him.
"Annihilation Insectoid Race Species Database has been established..."
"Tactical assistance analysis initiated..."
"Attack angles... movement speed... species characteristics..."
Ultron faithfully carried out its duties.
"Die!" A nimble Annihilation Insectoid stealthily lurked, then burst forth from among the corpses, lunging at the warrior. The next instant, the Transformer, with an eerie movement, avoided a vital spot, sacrificing damage to its Chassis to kill the opponent with a single sword stroke.
The Chassis design of Transformers was inherently built for combat; every Transformer was a powerful warrior.
"Entrance 5 requests mobile unit support." He immediately sent out a distress signal, then fought fiercely, covered in the Insectoids' blood.
If it were Humans fighting so many Insectoids head-on, they would quickly become exhausted.
But Transformers possessed ridiculously strong endurance.
Countless Energy lights flared, and the warrior no longer cared about conserving Energy.
A large number of internal base defense mechanisms also activated under Ultron's control, working with the rapidly arriving Transformer warriors to bombard the continuously surging Insectoid Horde.
However, the enemy's numbers were too vast, and their types varied. Some Insectoids possessed incredibly powerful defensive Superpowers, greatly weakening the Transformers' lethality.
A roar echoed, and a powerful Insectoid shattered over ten Transformers with a single scythe-like limb, leaving only scattered parts on the ground.
"Damn it!" The other warriors were furious, about to charge in and fight to the death, but they received an order to retreat.
"The War Command Center has arrived! All soldiers, preserving yourselves is your top priority!"
The War Command Center?! All the Transformers were invigorated. The arrival of the base where Blackout was located could only mean...
The terrifying Fortress Transformer had already charged towards their precarious base!
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
Heavy footsteps sounded. A War Fortress, spanning thousands of square meters, was actually... rumbling its way over, like a colossal mountain in a furious charge!
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Chapter 202
Metroplex has arrived!
The many Transformers at Base 5 watched the colossal base, resembling an endless mountain range, with expressions of shock and pleasant surprise.
"Metroplex is entering the fray! If Blackout hadn't constantly held me back, I could have wiped out these damned Insectoids by myself!"
A deafening roar echoed. The Fortress Transformer Metroplex greatly enjoyed this feeling of making a powerful entrance in a desperate situation; he was very happy to be a savior to his own kind.
He was determined to achieve even more brilliant military exploits than his archnemesis, Trypticon!
[Metroplex]
[Autobot Army (Titan Transformer)]
[Personality: Humble (Accuracy +100%)]
[Height: 1600 meters]
[Energy: Six hundred million]
[Chassis: Healthy]
[Combat Power: Sub-Skyfather]
[Motto: Vigilance as the cornerstone, victory unshakable.]
[Assessment: Metroplex, long existing as the Autobots' last line of defense and as an Autobot city, is Trypticon's archnemesis and number one bane. He can easily lift a mountain, and his Outer Armor is exceptionally sturdy; even a horrific nuclear explosion cannot harm him in the slightest. In City Form, Metroplex's full suite of facilities can satisfy the various living needs of Transformers. He is equipped with living quarters, repair bays, landing pads, communication facilities, laboratories, and even entertainment venues favored by city residents.]
The terrifying Fortress Transformer, Metroplex, had just charged into the battlefield and already crushed countless Insectoids into powder.
Not only that, but countless buildings inside this rapidly moving colossal fortress instantly extended menacing muzzles. Waves of deadly force, like the scythe of death, erupted, furiously harvesting everything on the battlefield.
The massive Insectoid Horde, numbering in the tens of millions, was dense and terrifying to behold, but now, under Metroplex's charge and the horrific Area Saturation Fire capable of easily covering an entire continent, they could only emit shrill screams. The rolling smoke dissipated, leaving countless Insectoid remains as the spoils of war.
But at this moment, a vast number of the Annihilation Insectoid Race still broke through the firepower net. Even with the combined firepower of over seventy bases worldwide, they still couldn't be completely contained. Almost all bases were entirely surrounded by the Insectoid Horde, and fierce battles had erupted.
"Commander, this won't do. I'm consuming too much Energy."
Metroplex charged again, crushing a million Insectoids. He then spoke to Blackout, who was stationed in his internal Command Tower.
Blackout's face was cold as he said in a deep voice, "Of course I know this won't do. In fact, in such a short time, you've already depleted hundreds of millions in Energy reserves..."
Watching Metroplex's rapidly dwindling Energy, Blackout's heart pounded.
No wonder the higher-ups didn't allow the casual deployment of Trypticon and Metroplex, these two Living War Cities. They were indeed immensely powerful, with one of them capable of standing in for tens to hundreds of thousands of Transformers, but their Energy consumption was also too exaggerated.
A powerful Insectoid Horde shrieked as it charged forward.
Metroplex let out a low growl, rapidly transforming from Vehicle Form into Robot Mode. Covered from head to toe in various Energy and gunpowder weapons, he unleashed a thunderous barrage, instantly covering a vast area spanning tens of thousands of miles.
Large areas were cleared.
"Are we just going to stubbornly hold out like this?" Metroplex growled.
Blackout said coldly, "Don't worry, as the first troops to engage these Insectoids, we don't need to defeat them. With this little troop strength, we can't possibly fight the Insectoid Horde... Our purpose in being stationed on this planet is to act as a nail and a stronghold! Essentially, it's to buy time and stabilize the front-line coordinates!"
In this moment, Blackout, looking at the various data streams from the major bases sent by Ultron—Energy consumption rates, remaining ammunition reserves, warrior casualty rates, and so on—his mind was clearer than ever.
This vast war sweeping across the entire Universe was never going to be resolved by their ten million population alone...
"We will soon have a massive army arriving... Mmm, they're here!"
No sooner had his words fallen than a colossal beam of light suddenly streaked across the vast Universe, instantly descending upon this planet.
The light of the Space Bridge pierced through the boundaries of space. As a gigantic Space-Time Vortex emerged, countless armies began to swarm into the battlefield.
These were the newly animated... Transformer armies!
Although they weren't traditionally cultivated, but rather existing machinery directly imbued with life, their terrifying numbers and sufficiently powerful combat strength were precisely what this vast, Universe-spanning war truly required!
Endless war machines swarmed onto this planet. With Ultron's assistance, the newly born Transformers quickly grasped the battle situation and began deploying across the globe in legions to confront the Annihilation Insectoid Horde.
In an instant, countless Insectoid corpses were torn apart, and untold numbers of Transformers were also crippled. As far as the eye could see, mechanical parts and Insectoid bodies were mixed everywhere, creating a tragic scene.
Various weapons laid down barrages, flattening mountains, evaporating oceans into deserts. Terrifying Energy beams spread everywhere, forcefully transforming the Darkness into a daytime filled with the wails of Souls!
(end of chapter)
"Hmph, although Robots are far less tasty than those flesh-and-blood creatures, they'll do. I quite like the unique Life Energy of their species..."
One by one, the Insectoids tore through the dense artillery fire, arriving with a roar at the planet's surface like meteors, radiating powerful Energy Fluctuations. They looked down, meeting the gaze of countless Transformers.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
An Energy Cannon attack arrived, blasting the overlooking Insectoid into dust.
"There are too many of these damned things; whatever you do, don't get separated! Repeat, do not get separated! Always operate in squads! Ultron, immediately issue orders, remind all warriors, and at the same time, pay attention to collecting species data on all types of Insectoids!"
Blackout, appointed by Alpha Trion as the supreme commander of this desolate planet, roared loudly. Though stationed at the rear, he was still discovered and attacked by the Insectoids frantically rushing in from outer space.
The entire planet was already surrounded by an endless Insectoid Swarm.
Blackout's expression was cold. He raised his hand and assembled a Hand Cannon, ready to annihilate the pouncing Insectoid Horde. But then, his expression flickered, and the black substance attached to his body lunged out even faster, directly coiling around dozens of Insectoids and devouring them on the spot.
"Leave this kind of thing to me, I'm never full... Hehehe, you should save your Energy. Cybertron's regular army only has ten million, and each of you carries an important mission. Every bit you can save counts. Besides, I don't want to see you get killed."
The Symbiote named Starscream mocked Blackout with a voice that was both sarcastic and arrogant.
Starscream truly didn't want his partner to die here.
Although, looking at the current battle situation across the planet, the thirty thousand troops stationed here were at an absolute disadvantage and would sooner or later be overwhelmed by the ludicrously numerous Insectoid Horde.
It was just a matter of how long they could hold out.
Swarms of Insectoid Horde broke through the firepower net, crashing down. With claws extended and fangs bared, they lunged towards the various major bases on the planet.
"Ultron, report the real-time situation of all 74 bases worldwide. My Processor can handle it."
Blackout remained taciturn, but his cold gaze already revealed everything.
In his previous life, he was the supreme commander of the Decepticon Army's Anti-Air Fortress, the most trusted general in the air force! Blackout, whose Vehicle Form was a [helicopter], preferred trench warfare as his favorite mode of combat.
Moreover, relying on a planet, with the War Assistance System, Ultron, helping and controlling a large number of automatic weapons, waging war in a ground-to-air manner, Blackout was incredibly confident internally, even though it seemed like they were being suppressed.
They definitely couldn't win. With a mere thirty thousand troops, were they really going to fight head-on against an Insectoid Horde starting in the billions out in space?
But pure defense, ground-to-air, this was Blackout's most proficient Domain.
In an instant, various pieces of information from global bases flooded into Blackout's mind. Countless streams of data flashed by, and Blackout began rapidly deploying and issuing various commands.
Bright lights surged from the many muzzles of the major bases. Countless Energy Blaster Cannons launched bombardments, unleashing endless saturation bombardment on the large numbers of descending Insectoid Horde.
Each beam of light that struck, each thunderous roar that shook a continent, invariably took down thousands of Insectoids. The corpses of the fallen Insectoid Race became battlefield rations for other Insectoids, devoured swiftly during their charge.
Large numbers of Insectoid Horde approached, simultaneously deploying various abilities: Psionic Abilities, Energy blasts, radiation coverage, and more. The landed Insectoid Horde began to besiege the major bases.
"Base 23, increase your Energy output! You're facing too many enemies! A full twenty million Insectoid Soldiers are advancing towards your position!"
"There's a Sub-Skyfather-level Insectoid capable of manipulating space; attention, all forces! Ultron will mark it..."
A Transformer stomped on the thick metal gate, then clung directly to the inner wall of the base. Its heavy and mighty Chassis was already laden with various weapons.
Screech—
A piercing hum sounded. A section of the base's gate was bitten through by a powerful Insectoid Soldier, its strong pincers tearing a gap in the thick metal door on the spot.
Hiss!
It shrieked triumphantly.
Boom!
The Transformer, already prepared, blasted it to death with a single shot.
"Come on then, do you really think Base 23 is so easy to conquer?!"
He cursed angrily, his stance agile. With a gun in one hand, numerous muzzles spontaneously extended from his back, and in the other, he held a Multifunctional Shield, immediately launching an attack on the Insectoids swarming through the breach.
At the same time, he was receiving information from Ultron, rapidly gaining a superficial understanding of most of the Insectoid Race before him.
"Annihilation Insectoid Race Species Database has been established..."
"Tactical assistance analysis initiated..."
"Attack angles... movement speed... species characteristics..."
Ultron faithfully carried out its duties.
"Die!" A nimble Annihilation Insectoid stealthily lurked, then burst forth from among the corpses, lunging at the warrior. The next instant, the Transformer, with an eerie movement, avoided a vital spot, sacrificing damage to its Chassis to kill the opponent with a single sword stroke.
The Chassis design of Transformers was inherently built for combat; every Transformer was a powerful warrior.
"Entrance 5 requests mobile unit support." He immediately sent out a distress signal, then fought fiercely, covered in the Insectoids' blood.
If it were Humans fighting so many Insectoids head-on, they would quickly become exhausted.
But Transformers possessed ridiculously strong endurance.
Countless Energy lights flared, and the warrior no longer cared about conserving Energy.
A large number of internal base defense mechanisms also activated under Ultron's control, working with the rapidly arriving Transformer warriors to bombard the continuously surging Insectoid Horde.
However, the enemy's numbers were too vast, and their types varied. Some Insectoids possessed incredibly powerful defensive Superpowers, greatly weakening the Transformers' lethality.
A roar echoed, and a powerful Insectoid shattered over ten Transformers with a single scythe-like limb, leaving only scattered parts on the ground.
"Damn it!" The other warriors were furious, about to charge in and fight to the death, but they received an order to retreat.
"The War Command Center has arrived! All soldiers, preserving yourselves is your top priority!"
The War Command Center?! All the Transformers were invigorated. The arrival of the base where Blackout was located could only mean...
The terrifying Fortress Transformer had already charged towards their precarious base!
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
Heavy footsteps sounded. A War Fortress, spanning thousands of square meters, was actually... rumbling its way over, like a colossal mountain in a furious charge!
[Please, my esteemed readers, subscribe more! Help me stabilize the recently declining performance!]
Chapter 202
Metroplex has arrived!
The many Transformers at Base 5 watched the colossal base, resembling an endless mountain range, with expressions of shock and pleasant surprise.
"Metroplex is entering the fray! If Blackout hadn't constantly held me back, I could have wiped out these damned Insectoids by myself!"
A deafening roar echoed. The Fortress Transformer Metroplex greatly enjoyed this feeling of making a powerful entrance in a desperate situation; he was very happy to be a savior to his own kind.
He was determined to achieve even more brilliant military exploits than his archnemesis, Trypticon!
[Metroplex]
[Autobot Army (Titan Transformer)]
[Personality: Humble (Accuracy +100%)]
[Height: 1600 meters]
[Energy: Six hundred million]
[Chassis: Healthy]
[Combat Power: Sub-Skyfather]
[Motto: Vigilance as the cornerstone, victory unshakable.]
[Assessment: Metroplex, long existing as the Autobots' last line of defense and as an Autobot city, is Trypticon's archnemesis and number one bane. He can easily lift a mountain, and his Outer Armor is exceptionally sturdy; even a horrific nuclear explosion cannot harm him in the slightest. In City Form, Metroplex's full suite of facilities can satisfy the various living needs of Transformers. He is equipped with living quarters, repair bays, landing pads, communication facilities, laboratories, and even entertainment venues favored by city residents.]
The terrifying Fortress Transformer, Metroplex, had just charged into the battlefield and already crushed countless Insectoids into powder.
Not only that, but countless buildings inside this rapidly moving colossal fortress instantly extended menacing muzzles. Waves of deadly force, like the scythe of death, erupted, furiously harvesting everything on the battlefield.
The massive Insectoid Horde, numbering in the tens of millions, was dense and terrifying to behold, but now, under Metroplex's charge and the horrific Area Saturation Fire capable of easily covering an entire continent, they could only emit shrill screams. The rolling smoke dissipated, leaving countless Insectoid remains as the spoils of war.
But at this moment, a vast number of the Annihilation Insectoid Race still broke through the firepower net. Even with the combined firepower of over seventy bases worldwide, they still couldn't be completely contained. Almost all bases were entirely surrounded by the Insectoid Horde, and fierce battles had erupted.
"Commander, this won't do. I'm consuming too much Energy."
Metroplex charged again, crushing a million Insectoids. He then spoke to Blackout, who was stationed in his internal Command Tower.
Blackout's face was cold as he said in a deep voice, "Of course I know this won't do. In fact, in such a short time, you've already depleted hundreds of millions in Energy reserves..."
Watching Metroplex's rapidly dwindling Energy, Blackout's heart pounded.
No wonder the higher-ups didn't allow the casual deployment of Trypticon and Metroplex, these two Living War Cities. They were indeed immensely powerful, with one of them capable of standing in for tens to hundreds of thousands of Transformers, but their Energy consumption was also too exaggerated.
A powerful Insectoid Horde shrieked as it charged forward.
Metroplex let out a low growl, rapidly transforming from Vehicle Form into Robot Mode. Covered from head to toe in various Energy and gunpowder weapons, he unleashed a thunderous barrage, instantly covering a vast area spanning tens of thousands of miles.
Large areas were cleared.
"Are we just going to stubbornly hold out like this?" Metroplex growled.
Blackout said coldly, "Don't worry, as the first troops to engage these Insectoids, we don't need to defeat them. With this little troop strength, we can't possibly fight the Insectoid Horde... Our purpose in being stationed on this planet is to act as a nail and a stronghold! Essentially, it's to buy time and stabilize the front-line coordinates!"
In this moment, Blackout, looking at the various data streams from the major bases sent by Ultron—Energy consumption rates, remaining ammunition reserves, warrior casualty rates, and so on—his mind was clearer than ever.
This vast war sweeping across the entire Universe was never going to be resolved by their ten million population alone...
"We will soon have a massive army arriving... Mmm, they're here!"
No sooner had his words fallen than a colossal beam of light suddenly streaked across the vast Universe, instantly descending upon this planet.
The light of the Space Bridge pierced through the boundaries of space. As a gigantic Space-Time Vortex emerged, countless armies began to swarm into the battlefield.
These were the newly animated... Transformer armies!
Although they weren't traditionally cultivated, but rather existing machinery directly imbued with life, their terrifying numbers and sufficiently powerful combat strength were precisely what this vast, Universe-spanning war truly required!
Endless war machines swarmed onto this planet. With Ultron's assistance, the newly born Transformers quickly grasped the battle situation and began deploying across the globe in legions to confront the Annihilation Insectoid Horde.
In an instant, countless Insectoid corpses were torn apart, and untold numbers of Transformers were also crippled. As far as the eye could see, mechanical parts and Insectoid bodies were mixed everywhere, creating a tragic scene.
Various weapons laid down barrages, flattening mountains, evaporating oceans into deserts. Terrifying Energy beams spread everywhere, forcefully transforming the Darkness into a daytime filled with the wails of Souls!
(end of chapter)
