Shadow of the Beautiful World

The Decepticons hiding on Earth are not crazy and want to make trouble.

The purpose of their attack on the Volskaya Industrial Area is very simple, which is to store more than 1 million original omnics in the industrial area.

These Decepticons look down on the robots made by humans, and they don't regard those omnics as their own.

But these primitive omnics spawned by the fire source are the citizens recognized by the Decepticons full of stupid racism.

In the past few years, the Decepticons hiding on the earth and carrying out secret activities have also collected many primitive omnics that have not been officially contained from other channels.

Compared with the Cybertronians who will be officially tracked as soon as they emerge, these primitive omnics who can disguise themselves as omnic workers are obviously easier to hide in the human world.

They will search for the information they need for the high-level Decepticons, some precious metal components, and even traces of the activities of the Cybertronian rebels who also live on the earth.

In other words, many uncontained primitive omnics have become the eyes and minions of the Decepticons in the human world.

But the sources of fire scattered around the world don't always produce primitive omnics.

The fifth impact that is taking place will consume all the energy of the fragments of the fire source, which will also be the last batch of original omnics born on earth.

How could the Decepticons, who have been secretly planning major events for many years, let go of this last chance to recruit mechanical warriors?

The attack on the Volskaya industrial complex in Siberia was personally ordered by the current Decepticon commander, Soundwave.

They took all factors into account, and according to the strength of the garrison troops in the Volskaya Industrial Zone, they couldn't stop the Decepticons' surprise attack.

The Decepticons had ample time to remove the primitive omnics from the industrial zone before reinforcements from other forces arrived.

Nearly 2 million original omnics, which will qualitatively improve the strength of the Decepticons.

But they didn't expect that the nasty Mechanicus would appear at the last moment.

Humans, in the name of the God of Myriad Opportunities! We are here to help.

Mechanical Sage Adam jumped from the wreckage of the decapitated Decepticon.

In the flash of flames, he walked up to Zarya with the shock hammer in hand, and pulled the injured colonel up from the ground.

Behind them, the Mechanicus warriors who came directly from the border of hell have joined forces with humans to resist the attack of the Decepticons.

Inside the industrial zone, outside the warehouse where the original omnics were kept in containment, another legion led by Hope was also fighting the Decepticons who had invaded the area.

We hold off the Decepticons.

Hope threw out her mechanical scythe with a wave, and cut off the arm of a Decepticon soldier with a roar. She turned her head and said to the mechanical priest behind her:

Go and do your own thing!

The mechanical priests nodded and rushed into the storage warehouse of the original omnic without saying a word. A moment later, a dark red door opened in the warehouse.

While the war was still going on outside, missionaries and deliveries began in the warehouse.

Obviously, the purpose of the Mechanicus to help is not pure at all.

but...

The Decepticons are doomed to take the blame.

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Tens of kilometers away from the Volskaya Industrial Zone is one of several infected areas in Siberia.

It used to be a residential area, but the residents of this area had migrated out before the industrial area was established.

There is only an empty town left here, covered with weeds, which looks very bleak in the cold Siberian wind.

Like the Numbani polluted area, before the fifth impact of the fire source, the government placed a lot of industrial waste and scrapped cars in this polluted area to carry the energy disseminated by the fire source.

While the Decepticons, Mechanicus warriors, and human soldiers were fighting in the industrial zone, new primitive omnics were constantly being born in the polluted zone.

Because of the attack on the industrial area, the army that was supposed to contain the original omnics here was also transferred back to the battlefield.

The mechanical creations piled up around the abandoned town were activated one by one, and then began to wander aimlessly.

The fire source can give them life, but it cannot directly give them wisdom and personal consciousness.

In the wasteland outside the town, a bruised giant truck was left there, which was one of the official goods brought here from the abandoned garage.

It is huge in size, and it is obviously a special truck used in the industrial field. The standard muscular long-headed truck cannot hide its domineering appearance even if it is thrown in the garbage dump.

If you are a car lover here, you will be able to recognize it at a glance. This car is the famous Peterbilt 389 truck, the classic pinnacle of trucks.

It's a pity that this Roadmaster, which is so admired by all truck drivers and car lovers, seems to have been thrown in a fire and burned repeatedly. The exterior is covered with ash and oil stains that are difficult to clean.

Even all the car windows were brutally smashed.

All the usable parts in the car were taken out, full of dismantling holes and messy exposed wires, like a giant died and then was gutted.

But if that's all it is, after the car has been washed and brushed, it can still be regarded as a handicraft.

The real problem is that this truck is covered with all kinds of indescribable scars, like a huge industrial guillotine shredded a third of it, and a part was torn apart by the claws of some kind of monster.

In front of the front of the car, there are even bullet marks from machine guns or heavy artillery.

It's really hard to imagine what this car has gone through to change from its original mighty and domineering appearance to the current bad situation.

No wonder the officials want to throw it in this abandoned polluted area for waste use.

The car is worthless.

But strange to say, the industrial waste piled up around it.

Those abandoned electrical appliances, small trains, and even motorcycles have all been given new life under the catalysis of the fire energy in the past 5 days, and they have all been contained in the industrial area.

Only this huge truck has been staying at the energy center of the pollutant, but there is no activation reaction.

It was as if even the energy from the source of fire could not give it life.

hum

The fire energy under the polluted area erupted again, just like the beating heart of an invisible giant, the burst of energy was squeezed in all directions, and another batch of industrial waste began to absorb this energy, and the first appearance change at the time of birth began.

This huge truck was still standing firmly in the garbage dump, unresponsive.

But this time the burst of fire energy took a little longer than the previous few times.

The energy originating from the Cybertronian relics is scattered in the wilderness, like invisible water, and the invisible tide flows outward, looking for more metal artifacts that can be activated.

After the energy eruption broke through 20 minutes, a sound like a giant beast swallowing water suddenly sounded.

Google, Google

It was like a hungry giant buried his head in the river, gulping down the sweet water.

Those fire energies that had been scattered in all directions also began to gather in the polluted area, as if an invisible vortex was attracting and devouring these energies that could give mechanical life.

The broken headlights of the unresponsive truck suddenly flickered.

Like a sleeping man opening his eyes.

Inside this truck, among the dismantled and destroyed instruments, the broken wires danced with tiny arcs of light, as if repairing themselves.

As the minutes passed, those broken lines and destroyed instruments began to correct themselves.

Like a seriously injured giant beast, while devouring the energy of the fire source, it used that energy to repair itself.

kuang

The shell casing of a shell was squeezed out of the bullet hole in the truck's body and hit the ground with a muffled sound.

It's like a signal.

Two or three metal shell casings were squeezed out by the truck.

And then there were those fine machine gun eggshells, sprayed out by the truck and falling to the ground like a rainstorm of metal.

This guy...

What kind of battle did you go through before you fell asleep?

The number of these shells and machine gun shells is completely enough to destroy an armored force.

A few minutes later, around the bullet holes that were blasted out, densely packed ants-like gadgets appeared.

They melted the torn metal scars, and then used themselves as a restoration. After the pieces were superimposed, they made up for the bullet holes for the truck.

Just like repainting, this classic long-headed truck barely regained its proper momentum.

These gadgets are healing robots produced in advanced Cybertronians.

And the appearance of the healing robot means that this miserable-looking truck has completed the repair of its internal organs and started repairing its outer armor.

The appearance of these things also represents the true identity of this miserable-looking truck.

It's a Cybertronian.

An advanced Cybertronian who was badly wounded and had to enter a near-death shutdown.

According to its injuries, if there were no accidents, it would have been difficult to wake up from the shutdown, and almost half of its feet had already stepped into the hell of the Cybertronians.

But because of the impact of the fire source, it was thrown here by accident.

After absorbing enough fire energy instinctively, it was finally pulled back from the brink of death.

click

After the truck's armor was barely repaired, a strange light sound came from under the truck's shell, like an egg being cracked, or a heavy mechanical collision.

The long hood and headlights of the truck turned outwards, and countless shattered parts tumbled and reassembled, as well as the deflection of gears and levers, just like other Cybertronians when they transformed.

It is full of a magic-like splendor, and also full of futuristic sci-fi style.

Those folded metal modules stretched out, the headlights lifted up, and the whole truck seemed to expand in a circle, and its rear body also cracked outward along a precise arc.

But compared to Horus, Bumblebee and Jazz, which are extremely smooth and only need one second to complete the transformation, this truck does not know whether it is too weak or its injury has not healed, its transformation process is extremely slow.

It's like an old Cybertron man struggling to carry out his last transformation.

And its self-healing doesn't seem to be fully complete yet.

During the deformation process of module flipping and parts jumping, parts that do not meet the requirements will be thrown out from time to time.

There was also weird black smoke swaying, and the entire robot's body was shaking constantly.

In the transformed body, sparks will appear.

click, click

It was like the sound of a human coughing hard from the truck. The process of transformation made it feel painful, but it didn't stop.

Amidst the twisting and tearing of some parts, it took the truck a full 30 minutes to complete its transformation again.

Fortunately, the soldiers guarding the area went to support the battle in the Volskaya Industrial Zone, otherwise the truck would never have successfully completed its transformation.

In its current condition, it probably only needs a single salvo of anti-tank rockets to bring it back to a seriously injured state.

But be it luck or fate, the truck has finally returned to its robot form.

It's huge.

When standing completely upright with flying sparks and small explosions all over its body, it is at least 9 meters tall. Compared with the small Cybertronians like Bumblebee, Jazz and Lola, it is nothing short of Giants.

It has a head that is similar in shape to a human knight's helmet, and there are two erected decorations on both sides of the head, like ears.

Due to the incomplete restoration, the armor on this Cybertronian's body looked tattered, but overall it showed an unusually burly and heavy feeling.

Although it looks weak to the naked eye, its every move is still full of a sense of strength.

This should be a mechanical warrior who is good at frontal assault.

This can be seen from the two-handed epee completely composed of metal modules on its back.

That thing is more than 5 meters long from the blade to the hilt, almost like a mythical weapon.

The huge robot stood upright, looking at the desolate land in front of it with a blank look, and the omnics resurrected by the fire also saw it.

Compared with this 9-meter-high behemoth, the original omnics that were born were like ants at its feet. The omnics looked at it dully, as if they were looking at giants that would only appear in mythology.

On the face of the gigantic robot, which was made entirely of metal parts, there was a purple spot of light jumping in the eyes that shone with blue arcs.

Earth...Cybertron...

It covered its heart with one hand, as if remembering something.

It took a step forward, but a burst of flames erupted from its legs, causing the massive giant to fall to the ground.

kuang

At the moment it fell, the epee on the back was pulled out abruptly, piercing the ground in a straight posture, 1 meter deep into the soil, like a cannonball exploding, which made the whole town tremble.

The giant stood on the ground in a half-kneeling posture.

The movement terrified those primitive omnics.

They retreated, not daring to get close to the newly awakened giant.

Quintasha...scepter, leadership module...ark!

One Cybertronian word after another was pronounced by it, and more memories burst into the database, like a storm of thinking, sweeping the giant's mind.

After a few minutes, it raised its head.

The eyes that should have been shining with blue arcs have turned into a strange purple light.

It lowered its head, looked at Anxie's original omnic, and then stretched out its hand, grabbing a caught-off omnic in its hand. When its fingers closed, fire burst out, and the omnic was crushed into a scrap iron.

A mechanical module tangled in sparks was extracted from the omnic wreckage and placed in the leg wound by the robot.

Between the beating of the mechanical module, the wound on its leg healed while the gears were spinning.

sorry...

It said something to the crushed omnic.

It sat cross-legged on the ground, reached out and grabbed another primitive omnic, and said:

This is for Cybertron...I need your parts.

you...

The third seized omnic struggled, screaming and asking:

Who are you!

This question made the huge steel giant hesitate, and it said in a low voice:

My name is... Optimus Prime, but that was me before.

Now, I am...

Big dark sky!