Shadow of the Beautiful World

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A wave of water erupted from the icy sea, and in the white water waves like a cannonball explosion, Superman Clark rushed out of the sea carrying the parked submarine.

On the deck of the research ship next to it, there was a sudden burst of cheers.

The scientists who had received the news were all standing on the side of the ship, and Daisy lay there trembling all over. She watched Superman fly out of the sea, carrying the one-man submarine, and slowly land on the deck.

After Superman hit the ground, she was the first to rush out.

Realizing that Jane was in danger at the bottom of the sea, Daisy immediately called the newly formed hero organization Justice League.

It's not that Daisy is a fanatical superhero fan, the reason why she keeps this phone number in her mobile phone is just because of her friend Thor's occasional reminder.

It was the third day after the Justice League was formed, when she was having dinner with Thor and Jane, she browsed the news on the web.

After hearing that there were Superman and Wonder Woman among the members of the Justice League, Thor jokingly asked Daisy to save the number.

He said that if Daisy was in danger one day, making this call would definitely be more useful than calling the police.

Daisy is just an ordinary girl with a good figure who was born in Hell's Kitchen.

Because of her good friend Thor, she occasionally comes into contact with some superheroes, so when Jane encounters fatal danger, her first reaction is to ask these superheroes for help.

At least this time, the Justice League didn't let her down.

Three minutes after the call was connected, Superman arrived at the scene of the incident.

It took him another 2 minutes to rescue Jane Foster, who sank into the sea and fell into a coma due to excessive nuclear radiation.

Snapped

Daisy flung herself to the surface of the sub, flapping the closed hatch.

In the narrow cabin, her good friend Jane was already unconscious, and Jane's complexion was very unhealthy. Under the light, there was a touch of shocking blue-gray.

Stand back a little.

Clark stepped forward and said something to Daisy.

He clasped the hatch cover of the submarine with his fingers, and with force, the closed cabin was torn open.

At this time, Clark noticed the inconspicuous Wayne Industries logo on the hull of the submarine, which made Clark curl his lips.

Really!

Everywhere, he'd come across something that had something to do with that bastard Bruce.

Jane! Jane, wake up!

Daisy knelt on the ground and reached out to pat Jane's cheek, but she couldn't wake up her unconscious friend.

Your friend has been severely irradiated. The radiation is very strange. It stands to reason that she should be dead by now...

Clark squatted down, he listened attentively, and then said to Daisy:

But she still has a heartbeat, which is very weak. She must be sent to the hospital as quickly as possible.

I'm going with her!

Daisy said anxiously to Clark:

Her boyfriend is away, and she only has me as a friend and an old man whom she regards as her father.

All right.

Clark picked Jane up and grabbed Daisy's waist. He said:

I hope you are not afraid of heights.

swish

The next second, amid Daisy's screams, Clark rushed into the sky with the two girls in his arms.

The hustle and bustle of the night seemed to have come to an end.

On the other hand, in the wasteland hell, Merlin didn't know that a friend with whom he had a little relationship was suffering terrible suffering because of an unexpected incident.

He was busy with another matter right now.

In the laboratory of the mechanical palace of Doomsday Volcano, Merlin hovered in front of the sophisticated test bench with his hands behind his back. He watched the busyness of Icarus and the red queen Alicia in front of him.

Two dilapidated mechanical cores were placed on the test bench in front of the eyes of the two machinists, one big and one small.

That thing is like a silver-white hexagonal prism.

It looks smooth, but it is actually composed of complex and precise metal blocks. This thing is the heart of the Cybertronian, and it can also be understood as the brain.

Under normal circumstances, in the body of a Cybertronian, there will be several data modules specially used to process memory data and thinking logic, as well as emotions and emotions. Those cold things carry the mechanical soul that the Cybertronian cannot understand. .

But in some special cases, Cybertronians can actually survive without these things.

Just like when Megatron was dying, he stored all his memory data in the broken core.

At this moment, in the two irregular mechanical cores placed in front of Merlin's eyes, the mechanical souls of two legendary Cybertronian warriors were also stored.

How? Is there any response?

Merlin asked Alicia, a little mechanical girl in a red dress skirt standing on a chair, who ignored him at all, as if Merlin didn't exist.

A precise probe extended from her fingertips, using a special method to move the two mechanical cores.

A few seconds later, the girl pursed her lips and said to her mother:

I can't communicate with them, Mom, they seem to be asleep, but in fact, it's because their mechanical cores are damaged, and they're badly damaged.

All right.

Icarus, who had changed his body again, sighed.

This result is expected.

These two data cores were brought back by her from the completely destroyed underground world, one was engraved with the emblem of Autobots, and the other had traces of Decepticons.

One belongs to Optimus Prime.

The other one should be that strange Decepticon Legendary Warrior, which seems to be called Shockwave.

These two guys haven't escaped the self-destruction of the ark. These two mechanical cores are their last remains in this world.

Go and rest, Alicia.

Icarus reached out and patted Empress Xiaohong on the head.

The little girl with long blond hair obediently jumped off the chair, hugged her mother affectionately, then made a face at Merlin, and she left the laboratory while humming.

After the Red Queen left, Merlin asked:

That girl, is it reliable?

Alicia's basic data module was compiled by the scientists of Hydra after imitating the mechanical soul of the Cybertronians.

Icarus picked up the two mechanical centers on the test bench, and she explained to Merlin:

Since you don't want the bumblebees to know that Optimus Prime has become like this, then Alicia is the most reliable detection method we have ever trusted. Although the child... misunderstood you, but she is doing things Still very focused.”

The glasses girl took a peek at Merlin, she said:

I will educate her well, she should have respect for you.

Misunderstanding? It's not a misunderstanding.

Merlin waved his hand and said:

I did snatch from her the 'mother' that should be exclusive to her. You don't have to worry, I haven't been careful enough to care about a child.

However, since the mechanical core has been broken, according to Alicia, they can no longer be repaired, so what are you going to do with them?

Waste utilization!

Icarus looked at the two broken mechanical cores in her hand, her blue eyes blinked, and she said to Merlin:

I'm going to give 'Machine Soul Descend' a try and see if these two guys can still be saved.

By the way, it would be great if we could find some information related to that weird leadership module, or the means to use it, from the memory data left behind by them.

Machina hooked her fingers to Merlin, and she said:

But since it is to restore the soul, then you have to do it, Lord Raven.

It's very expensive to ask me to do it.

With his hands behind his back, Merlin deliberately said:

What are you going to pay the bill with?

mua~

Icarus stood on tiptoe and kissed Merlin lightly on the cheek, she said:

Is this enough?

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pain.

Unbearable pain rolled in Optimus Prime's mechanical soul.

It was like a repair operation without anesthesia. He could even feel that his mechanical soul was cut open by something sharp, and then healed again with other things as cold as water.

It's like plasticine that is constantly being shaped, and it is shaped into different shapes under the kneading of the invisible fingers.

That feels bad.

Optimus Prime had never felt like this in all the time since he was born in Cybertron's cauldron-making factories.

The soul of data is not sensitive to pain.

For robots, any damage to limbs can also be repaired by replacement, and the Cybertronians don't even have a special adjective for pain.

But he feels it now.

Incomparably clear.

The kind of pain that acts on the soul.

He wants to vent by roaring, but the soul that is being reshaped does not have a vocal organ to let him roar out.

What's worse, Optimus Prime could feel that, along with the cutting and reshaping of that soul, some precious memories were being removed from his mind.

Instead, there was a mess of memories.

memories that don't belong to him.

He saw, in those dim memories, a robot sent to the execution chamber for violating the laws of Cybertron.

He clearly saw the robot's struggle, and he felt the robot's despair.

It was as if he had relived his life as that robot.

He could feel that the robot's hands were forcibly cut off, and even its original head was replaced, using a hexagonal searchlight as its information collector.

It's not just a punishment, it's a humiliation.

It is a humiliation to this robot for flouting the law and majesty.

ah...

He knew who it was.

This is Sasser.

He was watching Shockwave's past, memories belonging to the deranged Decepticon commander, Shockwave, somehow stuffed into his soul.

Optimus Prime was puzzled by this inexplicable situation, and at this moment he even forgot the pain of his soul.

He focused on observing Sasser's untold life from the sidelines.

In the replay of those data memories, he realized that the previous Sasser was full of human touch.

One moment, that passionate robot will laugh out loud for Cybertron, but the next moment it will punch and lash out, never giving in to people and things that do not conform to its values,

But that shockwave is dead!

It died after the Council of Elders brutally inserted a pair of scissors into its brain module, cutting out its lifelike personality.

What was once righteous has become what it is now.

It was valued by Megatron because of its past sufferings. The Decepticon leader who grew up from a gladiator regarded Shockwave as his confidant, and generously handed over his legion to command it.

Let Shockwave return the hatred and humiliation hidden in his heart to that unjust hometown in the form of tragic war and destruction.

It's ruthless, it's secretive, it's strategic, it's sensitive.

It never wastes every trace of emotion, it regards active emotions as a shame, and it stubbornly believes that any form of passion is an obstacle to victory!

On the battlefield of Cybertron's protracted and tragic civil war, Shockwave takes an almost academic attitude to solve the problems it faces.

That is:

How can it better improve efficiency and destroy the most enemies with the least loss.

And the most frightening thing is that Shockwave is always trying to find the answer!

Those memories keep coming.

Optimus Prime slowly felt that he was a little powerless.

He was like a drowning man, constantly sticking his head out of the water, trying to breathe fresh air.

But those cold memories that are constantly being used are like sea tides, pushing him back into the vortex of memory again and again.

His consciousness began to blur.

His cognitive logic was messed up.

His soul was shaken after being cut open and healed again.

After an unknown amount of time, a strange question appeared in Optimus Prime's mind...

Who is he?

Is it the Autobot leader?

The Optimus Prime who gave everything to defend his homeland?

Or the commander of the Decepticons?

The ruthless, all-destroying Shockwave?

And just when the mechanical soul that had been repaired in a special way was at a loss, he suddenly heard a voice.

An ethereal voice that seemed to come from another world.

Well, the repair is complete...it's really difficult.

The voice seemed to be speaking to another person, saying:

The soul of the poor Cybertronian warrior is incomplete. I can only do my best to fuse the two remnants into one. It's like a precision surgery... Are you satisfied? My lady.

What's wrong with me?

Another voice sounded, it seemed to be a female voice, and she said:

I lost two defective products, and I got a stronger and purer newborn warrior... I have to thank you, Lord Raven, do you want me to sleep with you tonight?

Hehe, forget it.

The man's voice sounded again, and he said:

What's the difference between that and a blow-up doll?

I can pretend.

The woman said in a coquettish tone:

I think my outfits are perfect, those panties, those tricks I saw from your memory, and the best part is, I'm durable, you don't have to worry about me breaking... oh look, mechanical The new warriors of the Cult have awakened.

What a miracle...Adam and Hope will definitely be screaming about it.

Praise the God of Myriad Machines!