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Chapter 17
chapter 009 part 2
Hook, who served as the head, naturally issued the order, demanding that the other five body parts obey him.
“Good idea, let's kill them with our most powerful weapon.”
“Hmph, I thought of that tactic long ago, but you got to say it first…”
The other five body parts didn't cause trouble, grumbling among themselves. Devastator then pulled out a monstrously large firearm and aimed it directly forward.
The Solar Rifle!
This was Devastator's most powerful built-in weapon, capable of emitting temperatures of ten thousand degrees Celsius!
Don't underestimate ten thousand degrees Celsius. In reality, forging the Universe's hardest metal, Adamantium Alloy, only requires 1500 degrees Celsius to melt and shape; and the Earth's core temperature is only four to six thousand degrees Celsius!
With one shot, the terrifying ten thousand-degree high temperature, no one dared to claim they could withstand it head-on. Only a Sub-Skyfather would have the confidence to directly resist it!
Boom!
A terrifying void was blasted open. Devastator immediately became excited, howling as he charged in. His colossal and indestructible body caused the ground to tremble with every step. A casual kick could crush countless Wakandan warriors!
Wherever he passed, flesh and blood flew, and many Wakandans were directly crushed into pulp. The scene was incredibly bloody.
Devastator's charge, enduring countless Energy Cannon blasts and rampaging through, brought an unspeakable shock to the Wakandans.
“How do we defeat this steel monster?”
“He's too powerful! Even our strongest Energy Cannons only leave a dent on him!”
Many Wakandans panicked, their faces filled with fear, a massive shadow looming over them.
A lithe figure suddenly charged out. King T'Chaka donned his Black Panther Vibranium Suit, his posture agile!
Seeing this, the many Wakandans' eyes lit up, and they let out laughable howls, filled with primitivism and ignorance.
Devastator let out six arrogant voices and grabbed, seizing Black Panther in his hand, intending to crush him to death!
But the Vibranium Suit immediately repelled the damage.
“Vibranium also has its limits! You hold him, I'll shoot him!”
Another arm shouted, grabbing the Solar Rifle and aiming it at T'Chaka, then pulling the trigger.
Bang!
The terrifying high temperature instantly melted the Vibranium Suit. T'Chaka's entire head turned into a bloody mess, and his upper body instantly vanished.
Without a sound, he died.
“Father!! Ah, you invaders!”
T'Challa's eyes turned red, his face filled with madness, but the Royal Guard Captain next to him held him tightly, tears streaming down his face: “From now on, you are King! Flee, Your Majesty! As long as you live, there is hope for revenge!”
T'Challa's mind buzzed. He instinctively turned his head, only to see his proud one hundred thousand-strong army being relentlessly hunted by the endless Transformers.
Those metallic faces revealed the cruelty and sport of a cat playing with a mouse. Sometimes they fired, sometimes they simply used their fists to crush individual Wakandans. This was a complete massacre, with no intention of taking prisoners.
Especially when Megatron entered the fray, unleashing a terrifying attack with his Hand Cannon that killed hundreds of fearlessly charging Wakandan warriors, the tide had completely turned.
Wakanda was on the verge of extinction.
“Your Majesty, we still have hope! We still have the protection of a Deity! We will go to the Wakandan Secret Realm to seek the Panther God's protection!”
The Royal Guard Captain, Okoye, with red eyes, forcibly dragged T'Challa away, abandoning the citizens whose formations had collapsed and who were now completely exposed to the enemy's wanton slaughter.
[Phew, fixed my computer and quickly came back to write a chapter… I just wanted to play Dynasty Warriors 6, but a bunch of bundled software crashed my computer, so I had to reinstall the System…]
Chapter 23
The moment T'Challa fled in tears, Martin drained his cup of coffee and stood up.
“Hmm, finally can't help but look for backup, can they?”
Martin rubbed his chin, a smile on his face.
As for the bloody massacre unfolding before him, truthfully, he only watched for a while before losing interest. This grand spectacle could be declared over the moment old King T'Chaka was blasted to death by Devastator's gun.
What remained was merely a mass pursuit of scattered forces by the Transformers, the conquest of Wakanda City, the slaughter of all its citizens, and then the division of forces into five routes to wipe out the remaining five tribes.
Kill them all, regardless of gender or age, simply to eradicate these dark-skinned savages from the world, lest they continue to ride rhinos and howl, only defiling the precious Vibranium Mine.
“Such a good thing as Vibranium, I really don't know how it ended up crashing here.”
Martin mused with emotion.
Millions of years ago, a meteor fell from the sky and crashed into Earth. No one knew where this meteor came from, but after it struck the African Continent, it brought to Earth a treasure considered precious throughout the entire Universe—Vibranium.
This meteor was composed of Vibranium, and a large concentration of Vibranium Mine naturally released a peculiar radiation, transforming the surrounding area into Vibranium-infused matter, thereby expanding the scale and reserves of the Vibranium Mine.
For example, Wakanda's unique Purple Vibranium Plants mutated because they constantly absorbed Vibranium radiation.
Martin issued an order to all Transformers, directly transmitting it through the Allspark to the mind of every Transformer: “Kill them all.”
Meanwhile, Martin himself, accompanied by Dr. Banner, got into his Beetle car and chased T'Challa directly into the battlefield.
As Martin entered the battlefield, there were not a few Wakandan warriors who intended to make one last stand. Their mouths spewed blood, their eyes crimson. The cruel reality of their peaceful homeland being brutally massacred had accumulated too much grief and rage.
“Why, you are so powerful, yet you invade us? We never offended you!”
A warrior roared in anger, raising a Vibranium Gun and aiming it at Martin, preparing to pull the trigger.
But Martin didn't even glance at him. The Vibranium Gun instantly jammed. When the warrior looked down in confusion, he found that the weapon in his hand had, at some point, transformed into a small Transformer, whose eyes glowed red as it stared at him.
Bang!
(end of chapter)
Hook, who served as the head, naturally issued the order, demanding that the other five body parts obey him.
“Good idea, let's kill them with our most powerful weapon.”
“Hmph, I thought of that tactic long ago, but you got to say it first…”
The other five body parts didn't cause trouble, grumbling among themselves. Devastator then pulled out a monstrously large firearm and aimed it directly forward.
The Solar Rifle!
This was Devastator's most powerful built-in weapon, capable of emitting temperatures of ten thousand degrees Celsius!
Don't underestimate ten thousand degrees Celsius. In reality, forging the Universe's hardest metal, Adamantium Alloy, only requires 1500 degrees Celsius to melt and shape; and the Earth's core temperature is only four to six thousand degrees Celsius!
With one shot, the terrifying ten thousand-degree high temperature, no one dared to claim they could withstand it head-on. Only a Sub-Skyfather would have the confidence to directly resist it!
Boom!
A terrifying void was blasted open. Devastator immediately became excited, howling as he charged in. His colossal and indestructible body caused the ground to tremble with every step. A casual kick could crush countless Wakandan warriors!
Wherever he passed, flesh and blood flew, and many Wakandans were directly crushed into pulp. The scene was incredibly bloody.
Devastator's charge, enduring countless Energy Cannon blasts and rampaging through, brought an unspeakable shock to the Wakandans.
“How do we defeat this steel monster?”
“He's too powerful! Even our strongest Energy Cannons only leave a dent on him!”
Many Wakandans panicked, their faces filled with fear, a massive shadow looming over them.
A lithe figure suddenly charged out. King T'Chaka donned his Black Panther Vibranium Suit, his posture agile!
Seeing this, the many Wakandans' eyes lit up, and they let out laughable howls, filled with primitivism and ignorance.
Devastator let out six arrogant voices and grabbed, seizing Black Panther in his hand, intending to crush him to death!
But the Vibranium Suit immediately repelled the damage.
“Vibranium also has its limits! You hold him, I'll shoot him!”
Another arm shouted, grabbing the Solar Rifle and aiming it at T'Chaka, then pulling the trigger.
Bang!
The terrifying high temperature instantly melted the Vibranium Suit. T'Chaka's entire head turned into a bloody mess, and his upper body instantly vanished.
Without a sound, he died.
“Father!! Ah, you invaders!”
T'Challa's eyes turned red, his face filled with madness, but the Royal Guard Captain next to him held him tightly, tears streaming down his face: “From now on, you are King! Flee, Your Majesty! As long as you live, there is hope for revenge!”
T'Challa's mind buzzed. He instinctively turned his head, only to see his proud one hundred thousand-strong army being relentlessly hunted by the endless Transformers.
Those metallic faces revealed the cruelty and sport of a cat playing with a mouse. Sometimes they fired, sometimes they simply used their fists to crush individual Wakandans. This was a complete massacre, with no intention of taking prisoners.
Especially when Megatron entered the fray, unleashing a terrifying attack with his Hand Cannon that killed hundreds of fearlessly charging Wakandan warriors, the tide had completely turned.
Wakanda was on the verge of extinction.
“Your Majesty, we still have hope! We still have the protection of a Deity! We will go to the Wakandan Secret Realm to seek the Panther God's protection!”
The Royal Guard Captain, Okoye, with red eyes, forcibly dragged T'Challa away, abandoning the citizens whose formations had collapsed and who were now completely exposed to the enemy's wanton slaughter.
[Phew, fixed my computer and quickly came back to write a chapter… I just wanted to play Dynasty Warriors 6, but a bunch of bundled software crashed my computer, so I had to reinstall the System…]
Chapter 23
The moment T'Challa fled in tears, Martin drained his cup of coffee and stood up.
“Hmm, finally can't help but look for backup, can they?”
Martin rubbed his chin, a smile on his face.
As for the bloody massacre unfolding before him, truthfully, he only watched for a while before losing interest. This grand spectacle could be declared over the moment old King T'Chaka was blasted to death by Devastator's gun.
What remained was merely a mass pursuit of scattered forces by the Transformers, the conquest of Wakanda City, the slaughter of all its citizens, and then the division of forces into five routes to wipe out the remaining five tribes.
Kill them all, regardless of gender or age, simply to eradicate these dark-skinned savages from the world, lest they continue to ride rhinos and howl, only defiling the precious Vibranium Mine.
“Such a good thing as Vibranium, I really don't know how it ended up crashing here.”
Martin mused with emotion.
Millions of years ago, a meteor fell from the sky and crashed into Earth. No one knew where this meteor came from, but after it struck the African Continent, it brought to Earth a treasure considered precious throughout the entire Universe—Vibranium.
This meteor was composed of Vibranium, and a large concentration of Vibranium Mine naturally released a peculiar radiation, transforming the surrounding area into Vibranium-infused matter, thereby expanding the scale and reserves of the Vibranium Mine.
For example, Wakanda's unique Purple Vibranium Plants mutated because they constantly absorbed Vibranium radiation.
Martin issued an order to all Transformers, directly transmitting it through the Allspark to the mind of every Transformer: “Kill them all.”
Meanwhile, Martin himself, accompanied by Dr. Banner, got into his Beetle car and chased T'Challa directly into the battlefield.
As Martin entered the battlefield, there were not a few Wakandan warriors who intended to make one last stand. Their mouths spewed blood, their eyes crimson. The cruel reality of their peaceful homeland being brutally massacred had accumulated too much grief and rage.
“Why, you are so powerful, yet you invade us? We never offended you!”
A warrior roared in anger, raising a Vibranium Gun and aiming it at Martin, preparing to pull the trigger.
But Martin didn't even glance at him. The Vibranium Gun instantly jammed. When the warrior looked down in confusion, he found that the weapon in his hand had, at some point, transformed into a small Transformer, whose eyes glowed red as it stared at him.
Bang!
(end of chapter)
