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Chapter 77
Marvel: Start Signing in with Megatron Chapter 48
Looking at it now, it wasn't bad.
At this moment, he saw a large number of Transformers transforming into fighter jets, soaring into the sky and streaking across it in long trails, immediately revealing a satisfied expression.
"Hmph, Starscream... if it weren't for his considerable competence, I would have killed him long ago."
A cold glint flashed in Megatron's eyes.
Starscream's work and command abilities, especially his knack for schemes and tricks, were truly formidable, making him indispensable to Megatron.
Otherwise, given Megatron's temperament, whether in his past life or this one, Starscream, who repeatedly rebelled and constantly skirted the edge of destruction, would have been long dead by Megatron's hand.
In space.
Another small spaceship approaching saw a large number of Transformers rushing towards it and immediately prepared to flee.
"Damn it, these strange robots, they can survive in space??? This life form is ridiculously powerful!"
Quill cursed under his breath, a trace of panic appearing on his face, and was about to pilot his precious spaceship to escape.
As an excellent thief from the Ravagers, the universe's top criminal organization, Peter Jason Quill, also known as Star-Lord, had risked taking on the arduous mission of investigating Cybertron.
Quill knew full well the danger of the mission, but there was nothing he could do; the other party simply offered too much money.
"A serious intelligence blunder. I should make those bastard God Race members pay more when I get back!" Quill watched the astonishingly fast Transformers, his scalp tingling, especially the leader, whose body was even larger and whose mobility system was unbelievably swift.
Quill was about to activate the Space Jump System.
Boom!
A fierce barrage of cannon fire struck, blasting a terrible hole directly into his precious spaceship. Pulled by Cybertron's gravity, it plummeted uncontrollably.
"Aaahhhhhhh!!"
Quill let out a pained shriek. He put on his mask and was about to rush out, but a massive figure had already torn open the spaceship's outer layer, grabbing him with a fierce gaze.
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Chapter 100
"Barbarians, you're all barbarians! Is this how you treat guests? I'll report you to the galactic court!!"
The bruised and swollen Quill grumbled loudly, his clothes tattered, as he was dragged along by a bad-tempered Starscream. It was easy to imagine the horrific beating the esteemed Star-Lord had endured.
"Shut up, you fool! There's no such thing as a galactic court in this universe; you can't trick me!" Starscream turned and poked him with a finger, causing Quill to immediately let out a yelp.
The light in Starscream's eyes flickered as he repeatedly scanned him.
He had repeated this action many times, discovering that this cosmic thief named Quill possessed an extremely unique body.
"You're clearly a genuine carbon-based lifeform, with Earth's DNA sequence, yet an extremely unfathomable mystery is protecting you inside..."
Starscream tapped his head, quickly browsing through all the miscellaneous data in his database.
According to his calculations, this guy named Quill, just based on his physical potential, could probably contend with a Skyfather-level Divine Artifact.
This was extremely interesting; just casually grabbing a captive unexpectedly yielded a pleasant surprise. If he were sent to Ratchet for dissection and research, it would surely earn a good amount of Energon Crystals.
"Listen, pal, you want to make money? Don't look at me like that; I know exactly what people like us need—as long as you work with me, we can team up and make a lot of money! Think about it, my intellect combined with your strength will make us the most brilliant thieves in the entire universe!"
Quill continuously tried to persuade the fierce robot in front of him to let him go, using various excuses.
"For me, energy is money, Energon Crystals are money! Only Cybertron in the entire universe produces Energon Crystals; they are the life energy created for us by the great The Creator!"
Starscream let out a malicious sneer.
Quill's face was filled with despair, with a vague feeling that he was truly doomed this time.
"I should have listened to that old coot Yondu and quietly followed him... No, even taking that job for The Orb would have been better than coming here... Those damn God Race members, who knows where they came from, completely screwed me over."
Resentment simmered in Quill's heart.
He had originally intended to search for The Orb. It was said that many ruthless characters were looking for this spherical object, and it could bring him enormous income.
But a group of secretive individuals approached him, offering an irresistible price. All he had to do was investigate this newborn planet and transmit the relevant data back to them!
See, what a simple job; just strolling around for a bit could earn him such a huge sum of money!
"I can guarantee that those guys definitely came from some God Race! Even if they tried their best to conceal it, I could still feel the Divine Power radiating from them!"
Quill muttered to himself.
At this moment, an alarm immediately blared in Starscream's own information receiver.
"Warning: Massive dark matter reactions of unknown origin detected thirty light-years away. Suspected appearance of a planet-sized object. Overall assessment... B-class event!"
This was an alert for a sudden event, only accessible to Cybertronian residents who were Level Three or above, or those in charge of a vital department.
Starscream's eyes flickered: "Magic Orb, request more detection data."
"Beep-beep... Starscream, Flying Squadron Commander... Request approved."
The Magic Orb's cold and rigid voice echoed in Starscream's information receiver, and soon, a large amount of data and analysis reports were transmitted to Starscream.
[Name: Unknown Planetary Object]
[Level: B-class (Provisional)]
[Assessment Report: Suspected to be a planet-sized battleship, or a planet-sized life form. Comprehensive assessment results indicate a 67% probability of being a Celestial.]
[War Command Center sent relevant message content (viewed): B-class event, a Skyfather-level event. Intervention by life forms below Level Four is not recommended.]
Starscream gazed at the information transmitted directly from the Magic Orb, the planet's core, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Damn it, when can we get a C-class event, or even a D-class event?"
Starscream sighed.
A B-class event was a Skyfather-level event, with the worst outcome being the destruction of a galaxy. Participating with insufficient strength was suicide, unless it was a large-scale legion war.
A C-class event was a Sub-Skyfather-level event, where the worst consequence was a planet being blown up, which was still manageable.
A D-class event was a Level Four event, which Starscream, being Level Three, could intervene in.
"Hm?"
Starscream suddenly lowered his head, looking at Quill, who had unexpectedly begun emitting subtle energy readings.
"Hey, why are you looking at me like that? Did you change your mind?" Quill's eyes widened, a look of delight on his face.
Bang!
The next second, he was knocked unconscious by Starscream's punch.
"What connection does this guy have with that unknown planet from the B-class event...?"
...Please give flowers...
Starscream pondered, deep in thought.
Boom!
At this moment, a blue figure had already soared into the sky, carrying an exaggerated Greatsword on its back.
Clearly, Optimus Prime had mobilized.
This guy possessed a Divine Artifact that subtly touched the Universe-tier level, giving him the qualifications to handle a B-class event alone.
"Hmph, lucky bastard..." Starscream muttered, a hint of jealousy in his tone.
Optimus Prime, like a meteor, directly plunged into space.
"Optimus Prime, according to all database information, the target is suspected to be the Celestial named Ego, possessing the ability to devour and control planets," the Magic Orb said, its cold and rigid voice meticulously fulfilling its duty.
Optimus Prime slightly raised his head, his azure eyes reflecting only endless calm. It was as if a Celestial could not even stir the slightest fear or unease within him.
He drew the Greatsword from his back, raising it high.
Whoosh!
A brilliant rainbow beam suddenly appeared.
Bifrost!
Asgard's ultimate product of Space Teleportation Magic, it was now fully mastered by Optimus Prime. As long as he willed it, and with his Greatsword in hand, he could instantly reach any corner of the universe.
With a roar, he had already emerged from the shadows three hundred light-years away, instantly appearing before this moving planet.
"Oh?"
On this planet, a human face immediately appeared, seemingly astonished by Optimus Prime's sudden arrival: "Bifrost... I never thought that Asgard's God Race's universe-renowned Magic technique would actually be acquired by you."
Optimus Prime held his Greatsword in one hand, calmly looking at Ego: "Trespassing into Cybertron's territory is an act of war. Even if you are a Celestial, you must bear the consequences."
"You actually know me. It seems that the robots Martin created aren't all useless... I thought that besides Martin and Surtur, you Mechanical Constructs had no other powerhouses."
Ego revealed a smile that was gentle yet contained an odd strangeness.
It seemed He wasn't here to provoke.
"Whether I'm strong or not, you'll find out for yourself."
Optimus Prime directly drew his sword, striking down with astonishing decisiveness and without hesitation!
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Chapter 101
Optimus Prime acted decisively, drawing his sword and slashing down, greatly exceeding Ego's expectations!
This robot, all alone, actually dared to attack Him, a great and ancient Celestial?
If those two terrifying individuals, Martin and Surtur, were to come, Ego wouldn't have said a word no matter what.
But this robot in front of Him, putting everything else aside, simply looking at its internal energy readings, hadn't even reached the Sub-Skyfather level!
Ego was so amused He almost laughed.
"You foolish scrap metal! Your master's strength never means that worthless junk like you is equally powerful! I'll show you now what a Celestial is!"
Ego's face, floating on half the planet's surface, showed a clear sneer and indignation.
He opened His mouth, letting out a silent roar as a terrifying energy current gathered, infused with potent Celestial power, ready to erase Optimus Prime.
But the next moment.
A terrifying radiance suddenly erupted from the seemingly plain and unadorned Greatsword in Optimus Prime's hand. The terrifying glow that surged forth in that instant reached the Skyfather-level, and even the peak Skyfather-level!!
"Die!"
Optimus Prime's face was impassive, his voice steady. He leaped forward, bringing the sword down with full force. The terrifying power, capable of shaking the entire Milky Way Galaxy, was now concentrated into a single line by Optimus Prime, slicing entirely onto Ego.
In that instant, countless stars across the entire Milky Way Galaxy had their light obscured by Optimus Prime's single sword strike.
(end of chapter)
Looking at it now, it wasn't bad.
At this moment, he saw a large number of Transformers transforming into fighter jets, soaring into the sky and streaking across it in long trails, immediately revealing a satisfied expression.
"Hmph, Starscream... if it weren't for his considerable competence, I would have killed him long ago."
A cold glint flashed in Megatron's eyes.
Starscream's work and command abilities, especially his knack for schemes and tricks, were truly formidable, making him indispensable to Megatron.
Otherwise, given Megatron's temperament, whether in his past life or this one, Starscream, who repeatedly rebelled and constantly skirted the edge of destruction, would have been long dead by Megatron's hand.
In space.
Another small spaceship approaching saw a large number of Transformers rushing towards it and immediately prepared to flee.
"Damn it, these strange robots, they can survive in space??? This life form is ridiculously powerful!"
Quill cursed under his breath, a trace of panic appearing on his face, and was about to pilot his precious spaceship to escape.
As an excellent thief from the Ravagers, the universe's top criminal organization, Peter Jason Quill, also known as Star-Lord, had risked taking on the arduous mission of investigating Cybertron.
Quill knew full well the danger of the mission, but there was nothing he could do; the other party simply offered too much money.
"A serious intelligence blunder. I should make those bastard God Race members pay more when I get back!" Quill watched the astonishingly fast Transformers, his scalp tingling, especially the leader, whose body was even larger and whose mobility system was unbelievably swift.
Quill was about to activate the Space Jump System.
Boom!
A fierce barrage of cannon fire struck, blasting a terrible hole directly into his precious spaceship. Pulled by Cybertron's gravity, it plummeted uncontrollably.
"Aaahhhhhhh!!"
Quill let out a pained shriek. He put on his mask and was about to rush out, but a massive figure had already torn open the spaceship's outer layer, grabbing him with a fierce gaze.
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Chapter 100
"Barbarians, you're all barbarians! Is this how you treat guests? I'll report you to the galactic court!!"
The bruised and swollen Quill grumbled loudly, his clothes tattered, as he was dragged along by a bad-tempered Starscream. It was easy to imagine the horrific beating the esteemed Star-Lord had endured.
"Shut up, you fool! There's no such thing as a galactic court in this universe; you can't trick me!" Starscream turned and poked him with a finger, causing Quill to immediately let out a yelp.
The light in Starscream's eyes flickered as he repeatedly scanned him.
He had repeated this action many times, discovering that this cosmic thief named Quill possessed an extremely unique body.
"You're clearly a genuine carbon-based lifeform, with Earth's DNA sequence, yet an extremely unfathomable mystery is protecting you inside..."
Starscream tapped his head, quickly browsing through all the miscellaneous data in his database.
According to his calculations, this guy named Quill, just based on his physical potential, could probably contend with a Skyfather-level Divine Artifact.
This was extremely interesting; just casually grabbing a captive unexpectedly yielded a pleasant surprise. If he were sent to Ratchet for dissection and research, it would surely earn a good amount of Energon Crystals.
"Listen, pal, you want to make money? Don't look at me like that; I know exactly what people like us need—as long as you work with me, we can team up and make a lot of money! Think about it, my intellect combined with your strength will make us the most brilliant thieves in the entire universe!"
Quill continuously tried to persuade the fierce robot in front of him to let him go, using various excuses.
"For me, energy is money, Energon Crystals are money! Only Cybertron in the entire universe produces Energon Crystals; they are the life energy created for us by the great The Creator!"
Starscream let out a malicious sneer.
Quill's face was filled with despair, with a vague feeling that he was truly doomed this time.
"I should have listened to that old coot Yondu and quietly followed him... No, even taking that job for The Orb would have been better than coming here... Those damn God Race members, who knows where they came from, completely screwed me over."
Resentment simmered in Quill's heart.
He had originally intended to search for The Orb. It was said that many ruthless characters were looking for this spherical object, and it could bring him enormous income.
But a group of secretive individuals approached him, offering an irresistible price. All he had to do was investigate this newborn planet and transmit the relevant data back to them!
See, what a simple job; just strolling around for a bit could earn him such a huge sum of money!
"I can guarantee that those guys definitely came from some God Race! Even if they tried their best to conceal it, I could still feel the Divine Power radiating from them!"
Quill muttered to himself.
At this moment, an alarm immediately blared in Starscream's own information receiver.
"Warning: Massive dark matter reactions of unknown origin detected thirty light-years away. Suspected appearance of a planet-sized object. Overall assessment... B-class event!"
This was an alert for a sudden event, only accessible to Cybertronian residents who were Level Three or above, or those in charge of a vital department.
Starscream's eyes flickered: "Magic Orb, request more detection data."
"Beep-beep... Starscream, Flying Squadron Commander... Request approved."
The Magic Orb's cold and rigid voice echoed in Starscream's information receiver, and soon, a large amount of data and analysis reports were transmitted to Starscream.
[Name: Unknown Planetary Object]
[Level: B-class (Provisional)]
[Assessment Report: Suspected to be a planet-sized battleship, or a planet-sized life form. Comprehensive assessment results indicate a 67% probability of being a Celestial.]
[War Command Center sent relevant message content (viewed): B-class event, a Skyfather-level event. Intervention by life forms below Level Four is not recommended.]
Starscream gazed at the information transmitted directly from the Magic Orb, the planet's core, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Damn it, when can we get a C-class event, or even a D-class event?"
Starscream sighed.
A B-class event was a Skyfather-level event, with the worst outcome being the destruction of a galaxy. Participating with insufficient strength was suicide, unless it was a large-scale legion war.
A C-class event was a Sub-Skyfather-level event, where the worst consequence was a planet being blown up, which was still manageable.
A D-class event was a Level Four event, which Starscream, being Level Three, could intervene in.
"Hm?"
Starscream suddenly lowered his head, looking at Quill, who had unexpectedly begun emitting subtle energy readings.
"Hey, why are you looking at me like that? Did you change your mind?" Quill's eyes widened, a look of delight on his face.
Bang!
The next second, he was knocked unconscious by Starscream's punch.
"What connection does this guy have with that unknown planet from the B-class event...?"
...Please give flowers...
Starscream pondered, deep in thought.
Boom!
At this moment, a blue figure had already soared into the sky, carrying an exaggerated Greatsword on its back.
Clearly, Optimus Prime had mobilized.
This guy possessed a Divine Artifact that subtly touched the Universe-tier level, giving him the qualifications to handle a B-class event alone.
"Hmph, lucky bastard..." Starscream muttered, a hint of jealousy in his tone.
Optimus Prime, like a meteor, directly plunged into space.
"Optimus Prime, according to all database information, the target is suspected to be the Celestial named Ego, possessing the ability to devour and control planets," the Magic Orb said, its cold and rigid voice meticulously fulfilling its duty.
Optimus Prime slightly raised his head, his azure eyes reflecting only endless calm. It was as if a Celestial could not even stir the slightest fear or unease within him.
He drew the Greatsword from his back, raising it high.
Whoosh!
A brilliant rainbow beam suddenly appeared.
Bifrost!
Asgard's ultimate product of Space Teleportation Magic, it was now fully mastered by Optimus Prime. As long as he willed it, and with his Greatsword in hand, he could instantly reach any corner of the universe.
With a roar, he had already emerged from the shadows three hundred light-years away, instantly appearing before this moving planet.
"Oh?"
On this planet, a human face immediately appeared, seemingly astonished by Optimus Prime's sudden arrival: "Bifrost... I never thought that Asgard's God Race's universe-renowned Magic technique would actually be acquired by you."
Optimus Prime held his Greatsword in one hand, calmly looking at Ego: "Trespassing into Cybertron's territory is an act of war. Even if you are a Celestial, you must bear the consequences."
"You actually know me. It seems that the robots Martin created aren't all useless... I thought that besides Martin and Surtur, you Mechanical Constructs had no other powerhouses."
Ego revealed a smile that was gentle yet contained an odd strangeness.
It seemed He wasn't here to provoke.
"Whether I'm strong or not, you'll find out for yourself."
Optimus Prime directly drew his sword, striking down with astonishing decisiveness and without hesitation!
[More coming tonight. Begging all readers for subscriptions and support!]
Chapter 101
Optimus Prime acted decisively, drawing his sword and slashing down, greatly exceeding Ego's expectations!
This robot, all alone, actually dared to attack Him, a great and ancient Celestial?
If those two terrifying individuals, Martin and Surtur, were to come, Ego wouldn't have said a word no matter what.
But this robot in front of Him, putting everything else aside, simply looking at its internal energy readings, hadn't even reached the Sub-Skyfather level!
Ego was so amused He almost laughed.
"You foolish scrap metal! Your master's strength never means that worthless junk like you is equally powerful! I'll show you now what a Celestial is!"
Ego's face, floating on half the planet's surface, showed a clear sneer and indignation.
He opened His mouth, letting out a silent roar as a terrifying energy current gathered, infused with potent Celestial power, ready to erase Optimus Prime.
But the next moment.
A terrifying radiance suddenly erupted from the seemingly plain and unadorned Greatsword in Optimus Prime's hand. The terrifying glow that surged forth in that instant reached the Skyfather-level, and even the peak Skyfather-level!!
"Die!"
Optimus Prime's face was impassive, his voice steady. He leaped forward, bringing the sword down with full force. The terrifying power, capable of shaking the entire Milky Way Galaxy, was now concentrated into a single line by Optimus Prime, slicing entirely onto Ego.
In that instant, countless stars across the entire Milky Way Galaxy had their light obscured by Optimus Prime's single sword strike.
(end of chapter)
