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Chapter 7
chapter 004 part 1
**Marvel: Start Signing in with Megatron Chapter 4**
"Erik, you've violated our agreement!" Fury's voice came through an amplifier.
Magneto acted as if he hadn't heard, flying into the sky. With a flick of his finger, countless people below immediately felt immense pressure, collapsing to the ground in disarray. For Magneto, who commands magnetism, one of the universe's four fundamental forces, the human body's magnetic field is also a form of magnetic field, after all.
He was Magneto, not the King of Iron.
Soon, Magneto rapidly flew towards Martin's residence, a seemingly unremarkable small repair shop, with car parts scattered around it.
"Child, come home with me!" Magneto, looking down from above, made a gentle gesture with his hand, and the heavy iron gate slowly opened.
Megatron's red eyes scanned, then instantly connected to the local internet, immediately learning who Magneto was. He let out a sneer, raised his hand, and a powerful hand cannon assembled itself. A potent energy beam converged, an energy blast capable of piercing through New York City, and was about to unleash.
"Don't be so volatile, Megatron. This old man isn't easy to deal with, and his abilities somewhat counter you."
Through the Light Screen in his mind, Martin watched as the ten million units of energy within Megatron rapidly depleted, all pouring into that energy cannon. He shook his head, spoke to intervene, and lazily climbed out of bed, rubbed his eyes, and stood up in his pajamas.
"Very good, child, it seems you've come to your senses."
Magneto was very satisfied. First, he sized up Megatron with a surprised and disdainful gaze, but his gaze then fixed more intently on Martin. He descended, landing directly in front of Martin, and extended his hand.
"Martin, you were born to be on our side. The Brotherhood welcomes your inclusion."
Magneto's heart was filled with joy. The excitement of finally finding a Level Four Mutant at his age was something outsiders couldn't easily understand.
Martin irritably scratched his head, then looked at the steadily gathering army, feeling a bit helpless.
"Erik, I'm simply not interested in any Brotherhood..."
As he spoke, Martin pointed to his head: "Look, Professor X also told me to disregard your invitation. He said your actions are too radical, which is ill-advised... He said he'd be arriving shortly."
Magneto wasn't angry at all. His face still wore a joyous expression, but a hint of authority appeared in his eyes. He was a domineering leader; he did not tolerate refusal.
"Very good, child, you have your own firm willpower, which is the most crucial quality for a leader. But at the same time, you are truly too young; you don't yet know that there are many forces in this world you cannot withstand. However, it doesn't matter, I will impart the experiences you lack."
Magneto smiled, as if teaching a descendant, and raised his hand, intending to place it on Martin's shoulder. A powerful burst of magnetism bound Martin, intending to take him away before that old man, Professor X, arrived.
To the Steel Island he had built in the Atlantic Ocean, the Brotherhood's headquarters.
As for resistance? It didn't matter. The more Martin resisted, the more excited he would become, just to show this young Martin the enormous power gap!
Megatron's eyes blazed with blood-red light. His face contorted into a savage grimace, and an energy cannon was about to blast out directly!
But Magneto didn't even glance at him. He merely raised a finger, and Megatron's arm abruptly shot skyward. The terrifying cannon blast immediately ripped through the ceiling and, with a thunderous roar, flew into the depths of the universe.
"Your abilities are powerful, a treasure bestowed upon you from the heavens, but unfortunately, you face me." Magneto was very confident, a powerful, authoritative expression on his face, and moved to seize Martin.
But Martin helplessly shrugged, a deeply helpless expression on his face: "Erik, I won't go with you. You don't possess what I need, and besides..."
A powerful force surged forth. Martin raised his hand, seized Erik's wrist, and pulled an odd weapon from seemingly nowhere, stating calmly: "You're not as strong as you think, nor am I as weak as you imagine!"
[Brothers, rest assured, this book isn't a 'holy mother' novel, nor will the MC go around saving everyone. Instead, I'm more afraid it might be too dark for some of you~ Please give me flowers and votes~~].
**Chapter 9**
"Ding! Congratulations, Host! Your Prestige has reached Planetary Level. Your fame echoes across a living planet, rewarding you with one Prestige Draw. Please perform the Prestige Draw as soon as possible!"
"Congratulations, Host, you have successfully obtained the Cybertronian Holy Relic – Magnetic Gauntlet!"
Magnetic Gauntlet!
Martin's heart thrilled with immense joy, but outwardly, he maintained an unruffled expression.
The Magnetic Gauntlet, a holy relic from Cybertron, originates from the classic anime "Transformers: Prime." Wearing this gauntlet allows one to easily manipulate magnetic fields.
Although the Magnetic Gauntlet is only a secondary Cybertronian holy relic, not among the supreme Ten Great Divine Artifacts, it is still formidable enough, being a holy relic specifically for manipulating magnetic fields!
Martin seized Magneto's wrist, while extending his gloved hand, and stated calmly: "Erik, sometimes your arrogance is more concerning than your strength, and it will also be the root of your downfall."
Buzz!
The Magnetic Gauntlet's magnetic manipulation activated!
Magneto's initially nonchalant expression suddenly changed. He felt that the magnetic field, which should have been firmly under his control, now suddenly had a new force of control!
Even worse, this magnetic force was completely beyond his command!
"Child, what have you done?" Magneto's face utterly changed. He looked at Martin with shock, his gaze ultimately falling upon the strange gauntlet on Martin's hand.
"This is a holy relic I crafted, the Magnetic Gauntlet, a treasure specifically for manipulating magnetic fields, Erik... You brought this upon yourself."
Martin shook his head and clenched his hand. Instantly, Martin perceived countless magnetic fields, and he clearly realized that he had enormous authority over these magnetic fields. If he wished, he could rely on this Magnetic Gauntlet to become a second Magneto!
"No one can contend with me in terms of magnetic fields!"
Magneto snorted coldly. Although shocked internally, his face remained impassive. He let out a low growl, and his powerful magnetic manipulation burst forth. Since commanding magnetism, one of the universe's four fundamental forces, he had never lost in a battle of magnetic power. This was the confidence of a true powerhouse!
But the next moment, his face instantly contorted in horror.
He detected that the magnetic force emanating from Martin was... truly beyond his control. Furthermore, it showed an extremely strong repulsion to *his* control, as if the authority over this magnetic force was actually not beneath his own!!
"It's a holy relic under my command, after all, Erik. You were too careless," Martin chuckled wryly.
The true Cybertronian civilization wasn't as weak as depicted in the movies of his previous life. True Transformers wouldn't be as fragile as their cinematic counterparts, like how a few armor-piercing rounds could take down Leader-class Transformers like Megatron or Optimus Prime.
Real Transformers catching laser cannons with their bare hands was a routine operation. When energy weapons struck a Leader-class Transformer, they couldn't even make a small dent, which shows how incredibly robust their chassis were.
Magneto, confined to Earth, a living planet, naturally wouldn't know how terrifying Cybertron could be. The mere Decepticon Army, possessing less than half of Cybertron's conventional combat power, was still capable of wreaking havoc across the entire universe.
If you added the Thirteen Apostles, who surpassed Leader-class Transformers like Megatron and Optimus Prime, along with the Ten Great Divine Artifacts and a plethora of other holy relics, the power unleashed would be even more astonishing!
According to the comics of his previous life, the Thirteen Apostles, created by Primus, one of the two great progenitors of Transformers, were each Universe-level!
**Marvel: Start Signing in with Megatron Chapter 4**
"Erik, you've violated our agreement!" Fury's voice came through an amplifier.
Magneto acted as if he hadn't heard, flying into the sky. With a flick of his finger, countless people below immediately felt immense pressure, collapsing to the ground in disarray. For Magneto, who commands magnetism, one of the universe's four fundamental forces, the human body's magnetic field is also a form of magnetic field, after all.
He was Magneto, not the King of Iron.
Soon, Magneto rapidly flew towards Martin's residence, a seemingly unremarkable small repair shop, with car parts scattered around it.
"Child, come home with me!" Magneto, looking down from above, made a gentle gesture with his hand, and the heavy iron gate slowly opened.
Megatron's red eyes scanned, then instantly connected to the local internet, immediately learning who Magneto was. He let out a sneer, raised his hand, and a powerful hand cannon assembled itself. A potent energy beam converged, an energy blast capable of piercing through New York City, and was about to unleash.
"Don't be so volatile, Megatron. This old man isn't easy to deal with, and his abilities somewhat counter you."
Through the Light Screen in his mind, Martin watched as the ten million units of energy within Megatron rapidly depleted, all pouring into that energy cannon. He shook his head, spoke to intervene, and lazily climbed out of bed, rubbed his eyes, and stood up in his pajamas.
"Very good, child, it seems you've come to your senses."
Magneto was very satisfied. First, he sized up Megatron with a surprised and disdainful gaze, but his gaze then fixed more intently on Martin. He descended, landing directly in front of Martin, and extended his hand.
"Martin, you were born to be on our side. The Brotherhood welcomes your inclusion."
Magneto's heart was filled with joy. The excitement of finally finding a Level Four Mutant at his age was something outsiders couldn't easily understand.
Martin irritably scratched his head, then looked at the steadily gathering army, feeling a bit helpless.
"Erik, I'm simply not interested in any Brotherhood..."
As he spoke, Martin pointed to his head: "Look, Professor X also told me to disregard your invitation. He said your actions are too radical, which is ill-advised... He said he'd be arriving shortly."
Magneto wasn't angry at all. His face still wore a joyous expression, but a hint of authority appeared in his eyes. He was a domineering leader; he did not tolerate refusal.
"Very good, child, you have your own firm willpower, which is the most crucial quality for a leader. But at the same time, you are truly too young; you don't yet know that there are many forces in this world you cannot withstand. However, it doesn't matter, I will impart the experiences you lack."
Magneto smiled, as if teaching a descendant, and raised his hand, intending to place it on Martin's shoulder. A powerful burst of magnetism bound Martin, intending to take him away before that old man, Professor X, arrived.
To the Steel Island he had built in the Atlantic Ocean, the Brotherhood's headquarters.
As for resistance? It didn't matter. The more Martin resisted, the more excited he would become, just to show this young Martin the enormous power gap!
Megatron's eyes blazed with blood-red light. His face contorted into a savage grimace, and an energy cannon was about to blast out directly!
But Magneto didn't even glance at him. He merely raised a finger, and Megatron's arm abruptly shot skyward. The terrifying cannon blast immediately ripped through the ceiling and, with a thunderous roar, flew into the depths of the universe.
"Your abilities are powerful, a treasure bestowed upon you from the heavens, but unfortunately, you face me." Magneto was very confident, a powerful, authoritative expression on his face, and moved to seize Martin.
But Martin helplessly shrugged, a deeply helpless expression on his face: "Erik, I won't go with you. You don't possess what I need, and besides..."
A powerful force surged forth. Martin raised his hand, seized Erik's wrist, and pulled an odd weapon from seemingly nowhere, stating calmly: "You're not as strong as you think, nor am I as weak as you imagine!"
[Brothers, rest assured, this book isn't a 'holy mother' novel, nor will the MC go around saving everyone. Instead, I'm more afraid it might be too dark for some of you~ Please give me flowers and votes~~].
**Chapter 9**
"Ding! Congratulations, Host! Your Prestige has reached Planetary Level. Your fame echoes across a living planet, rewarding you with one Prestige Draw. Please perform the Prestige Draw as soon as possible!"
"Congratulations, Host, you have successfully obtained the Cybertronian Holy Relic – Magnetic Gauntlet!"
Magnetic Gauntlet!
Martin's heart thrilled with immense joy, but outwardly, he maintained an unruffled expression.
The Magnetic Gauntlet, a holy relic from Cybertron, originates from the classic anime "Transformers: Prime." Wearing this gauntlet allows one to easily manipulate magnetic fields.
Although the Magnetic Gauntlet is only a secondary Cybertronian holy relic, not among the supreme Ten Great Divine Artifacts, it is still formidable enough, being a holy relic specifically for manipulating magnetic fields!
Martin seized Magneto's wrist, while extending his gloved hand, and stated calmly: "Erik, sometimes your arrogance is more concerning than your strength, and it will also be the root of your downfall."
Buzz!
The Magnetic Gauntlet's magnetic manipulation activated!
Magneto's initially nonchalant expression suddenly changed. He felt that the magnetic field, which should have been firmly under his control, now suddenly had a new force of control!
Even worse, this magnetic force was completely beyond his command!
"Child, what have you done?" Magneto's face utterly changed. He looked at Martin with shock, his gaze ultimately falling upon the strange gauntlet on Martin's hand.
"This is a holy relic I crafted, the Magnetic Gauntlet, a treasure specifically for manipulating magnetic fields, Erik... You brought this upon yourself."
Martin shook his head and clenched his hand. Instantly, Martin perceived countless magnetic fields, and he clearly realized that he had enormous authority over these magnetic fields. If he wished, he could rely on this Magnetic Gauntlet to become a second Magneto!
"No one can contend with me in terms of magnetic fields!"
Magneto snorted coldly. Although shocked internally, his face remained impassive. He let out a low growl, and his powerful magnetic manipulation burst forth. Since commanding magnetism, one of the universe's four fundamental forces, he had never lost in a battle of magnetic power. This was the confidence of a true powerhouse!
But the next moment, his face instantly contorted in horror.
He detected that the magnetic force emanating from Martin was... truly beyond his control. Furthermore, it showed an extremely strong repulsion to *his* control, as if the authority over this magnetic force was actually not beneath his own!!
"It's a holy relic under my command, after all, Erik. You were too careless," Martin chuckled wryly.
The true Cybertronian civilization wasn't as weak as depicted in the movies of his previous life. True Transformers wouldn't be as fragile as their cinematic counterparts, like how a few armor-piercing rounds could take down Leader-class Transformers like Megatron or Optimus Prime.
Real Transformers catching laser cannons with their bare hands was a routine operation. When energy weapons struck a Leader-class Transformer, they couldn't even make a small dent, which shows how incredibly robust their chassis were.
Magneto, confined to Earth, a living planet, naturally wouldn't know how terrifying Cybertron could be. The mere Decepticon Army, possessing less than half of Cybertron's conventional combat power, was still capable of wreaking havoc across the entire universe.
If you added the Thirteen Apostles, who surpassed Leader-class Transformers like Megatron and Optimus Prime, along with the Ten Great Divine Artifacts and a plethora of other holy relics, the power unleashed would be even more astonishing!
According to the comics of his previous life, the Thirteen Apostles, created by Primus, one of the two great progenitors of Transformers, were each Universe-level!
