y divine selection, but, it can hold them off for a while. Lu Cheng is preparing his killer move in the shadows"Ghost General" Huyan Xin, of course, didn't know what a Ghost General was.But he was det..........

Planet, Cybertron.

Transforming Mechanical Base.

Weather: Metal storm.

It has been almost four hundred years since Megatron's destruction.

Unbound by algorithms, the Destron horde roamed this forgotten battlefield. For four hundred years, they were fragmented and destroyed by the Xenomorphs.

But today, the banner of the Purifiers flies once more on this field.

Of course... it wasn't because the Mech race repelled the swarms that had taken root here, but rather they withdrew of their own accord.

The new, young commander knew that a bigger storm was brewing.

Soon, the Northern Army will return with a vengeance, ushering in the curtain of the Eighty-Star War.

The initiative in war has never been in the hands of the Purifiers... It is undoubtedly a tragedy.

Sorrowful emotions naturally would not appear in the mechanical race.

Although the current Cybertronian commander is a biomechanical being that can simulate emotions,

But unlike her older sister who was busy preparing for war in the rear.

Unit Two, as a cold-blooded machine, would certainly not waste precious energy on such trivial matters as sadness.

The Mechanical Clan manufactures biological mechanical bodies, which are also divided into cold-blooded and warm-blooded types, and it's not simply a distinction between using cold fuel and hot fuel....

The smart structures they use are also quite different.

Usually, hot-blooded biomechanical devices are used for communication between sentient lifeforms, while cold-blooded ones are used for frontline warfare and internal ironclad politics.

She stretched her limbs.

Of course, Cybertron's air was rife with extreme diseases, her biological components long since destroyed. However, that didn't impede her ability to move with her limbs and think.

"I heard she even learned a new human language, hmm... inefficient vibration emissions, is that what I'm thinking"

"That's a very inefficient way of making noise." Beside her, a large vehicle-shaped machine stood quietly, humming softly. "But it's interesting. They even call me by my human name."

"Optimus Prime"

"Well, you're right.......". Optimus Prime transformed, standing upright: "And I scanned their four-wheeled designs; they are very suitable for... transportation."

The commander stood up straight, his mechanical parts shifting and changing until he was transformed into a humanoid machine. However, his limbs were all wheel-shaped: "Something like... this"

"It looks too similar, there's too much metal, and humans don't usually grow wheels..."

"You know, I'm not interested in such small creatures," the Commander shifted back to his mechanical state, looking like a floating metal sphere.

"Your sister ship, the Southern Border Enforcer, is very interested in humans. She signed three planetary agreements with them, and my convoy transported 160,000 constructs through hyperspace freight, with 100,000 from human civilization's support... I think they are quite reliable as allies."

Transformers, originally born from the imagination of another generation of humans, were brought to life when the Mechanical Clan acquired expansion pack data and reconstructed them in their factories, adding them to their mechanical family.

Optimus Prime was constructed on Cybertron. By the time he rolled off the assembly line, humanity was on the brink of extinction.

He is very interested in humans, one of the main species of the previous generation of the universe.

He was also the only commander-level mechanical being who believed that humans could once again take the dominant species position.

Of course, the former commander of Cybertron was Megatron. Optimus Prime and the Administrator from the Southern Territories were only temporary replacements. They weren't allocated much computing resources....

Second looked unconvinced by Optimus Prime's statement.

"Extremely high energy consumption, lacking algorithmic intelligence, relying on primitive long-range attack designs as their primary weapons, they are incapable of engaging in bio-technological warfare."

Unit Two's perspective differs greatly from that of her sister units. The Cold Source Machines tend more towards simulating rationality.

She believes that human thinking is perhaps still in the era of throwing stones at each other, so the things she designs are not practical at present.

The commander shook his head very humanely.

"Well, it's true that their performance isn't as good as mainstream warriors." Optimus Prime admitted this, but then he changed his tone: "However, their designs are unique and I like them!"

"I'll admit that, humans do have a unique kind of beauty. If the war ended, and we sheltered humans, building a beauty industry sector in a star zone, I'd probably visit often..."

The mechanical orb's pronunciation was halfway through when it suddenly burst forth with an electric field!

She changed the way they communicated.

Human communication relies on "pronunciation", which is very elegant, but the amount of information it carries is too small and is not suitable for emergencies.

Optimus Prime, alerted by the warning, immediately sprang out his cannons and began firing wildly.

The earth began to tremble, and the ground rumbled.

It seems both commanders have fallen into an ambush!

The deep worm tunnels are a tangled mess inside the planet, and this is where one of them leads out.

The Northern army disguised it as the remains of a battlefield.

Of course, this is not the wisdom of the swarm.

Whether natural swarms or fantasy swarms, they have little to do with intelligence.

This ambush was clearly the work of infected bio-ware...

They destroyed dynasties and civilizations of thousands of life forms, long ago acquiring numerous infected husks, stored within the tumor star, to proliferate with organic sustenance.

The virus also gained "thought" type cards from it.

They began to have the concept of a king, and the terrible plague kings had simple tactical thinking!

Optimus Prime's energon cannons grazed the attackers, sparking around them.

Failed to penetrate effectively.

That's why remote weapons are mostly used for harassment in this generation.

A gigantic Transformer drew his energon axe, and his mechanical sentinels rose around him, guarding the two commanders.

Guardian class, specially designed to protect commanders.

This type of heavily armored mecha warrior is undoubtedly the elite of the military.

Most of the time, they exist as commander-level floating shields.

If any object dares to approach, the guards will use sharp high-energy thermal blades to cut the trespasser to pieces.

It's hard to surround them...

Optimus Prime, surrounded by three hundred warrior robots, leaped towards the enemy.

Break out while the encirclement hasn't formed!

Boom.

Explosive sounds continued to ring out beside him.

Of course, not a long-range attack.

The new weaponry of the Northern Army.......

Two commanders scanned their surroundings, seeing giant sac-like objects falling and crashing around them.

The sac smashed onto the ground, creating an extremely filthy surface.

This is the environment that viruses and bugs love most!

Then came a series of ear-splitting, bone-chilling roars.

An endless number of enemies began to emerge from the chasm.

First, there were swarms of insects. Then came the ranks of disciplined lifeforms infected by whatever is out there.

Finally, a huge figure appeared on the horizon.

What kind of twisted creature is that

The monstrous combination of the Infection Tyrant and the Swarm Tyrant...

Optimus Prime inwardly cursed.

This is the 【Tyrant King Knight】, renowned throughout the Union Army!alone either.""There's no such thing as a perfect victory in war." The Spirit King smiled. "Even Huo Qubing, who I've told you about before, saw his strongest military unit cards almost depleted durin...