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Chapter 344: “Decepticons, attack!!!”
2022-10-19 Author: Great Demon Spirit
“A Status Template? Lord Megatron, isn't this a bit… uh, I mean, this is the most correct command possible! Your loyal servant will carry it out without fail…”
Seeing Megatron's face contorted with rage as he threateningly raised his Greatsword again, Starscream assessed the disparity in their strength. His cunning Central Processor began its calculations, and logically, he knelt.
Reluctantly, he projected the template, which was received by Megatron.
【Name: Starscream】
【Affiliation: Flight Squadron (Captain)】
【Chassis Type: Type III (Good)】
【Height: 9 meters】
【Energy: 60,000 units (Abundant)】
【Allspark: Normal (Good)】
To be honest, "voluntarily" handing over his template was a deeply humiliating act. It represented absolute submission. Even for the thick-skinned Starscream, his face was a mask of unwillingness.
But he had no choice. This unfamiliar overlord before him might really cleave him in two with that sword.
Megatron's creation had been relatively early. It was said that he had interacted with the even earlier batch, like Optimus Prime. Starscream had also heard from other Transformers that this Megatron had apparently seen the slumbering Thirteen Primes with his own eyes.
His relationship with Primus was also excellent.
This had once made Starscream intensely jealous.
Now, after this close encounter, the terrible experience had put him in an awful mood, but… he still had to maintain a smile.
Megatron scrutinized this not-so-likable fellow—he probably didn't know that Starscream's impression of him was also abysmal—but that was clearly unimportant.
“Starscream, Captain of the Flight Squadron? Excellent!”
Megatron sat down imperiously on a Truck, as if he were sitting on Optimus Prime himself. His heavy body instantly crushed the Truck halfway.
His mood inexplicably improved, and even his energy transmission efficiency increased slightly.
Megatron commanded, “From this moment on, the Flight Squadron will be merged into my Decepticons!”
As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Starscream, both hands gripping the hilt of his sword.
Starscream cursed endlessly in his mind. What the hell was this? My Flight Squadron is doing just fine, on what grounds should it be merged into your Decepticons?
Decepticons? What a stupid name, it sounds awful.
Trash.
The trash of all trash.
“Ah, Lord Megatron, the name Decepticons is magnificent!” Starscream said quickly in a sincere tone. “It’s just, shouldn't we first go and apply with Primus…”
“Fine. After you join my Legion, I will immediately go find Primus!” Megatron scratched his thigh, rose slightly, and then sat back down with a thud. Glass shards flew, and the Truck beneath him was nearly flattened into a pancake.
Starscream wanted to curse him out. He really wanted to draw his particle rifle and blow this bastard's head off.
Starscream's eyes darted back and forth as he thought of a few more excuses, but the moment he looked up, he met Megatron's eyes, which were filled with rage and indifference. He shuddered violently.
Massive amounts of data were calculated in his Central Processor, all of it sending him dangerous signals.
“Your majesty is supreme, Lord Megatron! I think this idea is brilliant. After the war is over, I would be willing to discuss the details with you…”
Before Starscream could even finish his flattery, Megatron, who wasn't buying any of it, grabbed him by the neck again.
“I wasn’t discussing it with you, you Reptile!”
The pitiful Starscream was lifted up and then hurled viciously to the ground. That wasn't all; Megatron then pinned Starscream's head with his massive arm and smashed it into the pavement, leaving a deep, face-shaped crater.
Then, he stomped on the back of Starscream's head just as he began to lift it.
Megatron slammed the blood-soaked Greatsword down right next to Starscream’s head, instantly creating a rift in the ground a hundred meters long.
“I agree, I agree! Lord Megatron, I have decided to lead the entire Flight Squadron to join your Legion and contribute to the Decepticon cause!” Starscream spat out a mouthful of dust and said hurriedly.
“Very good.” Megatron’s expression softened slightly. “Give me your unit template!!!”
Starscream cursed in his processor but obediently did as he was told.
【Flight Squadron】
【Captain: Starscream】
【Vice-Captain: None】
【Members: 2】
【Note: This is a pathetic excuse for a squad. Aside from its name, it has absolutely nothing.】
…
“…Such a grand Flight Squadron, and you're telling me there are only two of you, including yourself?! Roar! You idiot, what have you been doing all this time instead of expanding your forces?!!!”
Feeling like he had been played for a fool, Megatron casually blasted another Leviathan into pieces. He roared ferociously at the cowering Starscream, the deafening sound making Starscream’s auditory sensors ring, nearly deafening him.
“My lord, my lord, please let me explain! I was just created not long ago! The one soldier under my command was created only because I begged Primus to help me!” Starscream was terrified by Megatron. The risk-aversion protocols in his CNA made him spit out the words at the fastest speed of his life.
He was the fastest chassis in the Flight Squadron, and now another record was added to his list of fastest achievements.
“Then I will give you your first command. You will immediately go and recruit soldiers. The more, the better! The stronger, the better! The Decepticon Legion needs more powerful Warriors!”
Megatron jabbed a finger into Starscream’s chest. In his rage, his Power Level exceeded a hundred tons, sending Starscream stumbling back.
Starscream hastily agreed, clutching his chest. A trace of genuine fear and horror flashed in his eyes. He could clearly feel a dent where he had been poked.
Just how strong was this Megatron's chassis?! Could he be a Type IV? So blessed by fortune. This guy must have been incredibly lucky, with his awakened CNA containing a large amount of healthy, dominant Genes.
Along with fear, a trace of envy and jealousy couldn't help but flash in the depths of Starscream's eyes.
“My lord, I was wondering, besides the Flight Squadron and yourself, how many powerful Warriors does the great Decepticon Legion currently have? I mean, since I’m a member of this Legion now, it's necessary for me to get acquainted with my new comrades,” Starscream asked tentatively.
But Megatron ignored him. He stood up, glanced back at the large truck that had become a pancake, snorted, and started walking toward the most intense part of the battle, his Greatsword slung over his shoulder.
His face, gazing up at the setting sun, was incredibly profound. His irate and blazing pupils were mixed with an inexplicable emotion.
*Heh heh heh, am I supposed to tell you that the entire Decepticon army consists of a single, solitary general?*
Even so, Megatron couldn't help but tap his head and check the status of the Decepticon Legion.
【Decepticons】
【Leader: Megatron】
【Members: 1】
【Note: Trash】
…
His body, silhouetted against the setting sun, cast a long shadow on the ground, completely enveloping Starscream and immersing him in Megatron's domineering aura.
Before Starscream could offer any more flattery, Megatron immediately brandished his Greatsword and smashed it into the ground again with a loud bang, leaving another rift.
The thought of Optimus Prime taking a squad to Mars filled Megatron with a pang of envy.
Sigh, how irritating…
Megatron’s eyes narrowed, then flashed with a dangerous light. Looking at the dense waves of the Chitauri Army rushing toward them, he raised his Greatsword, pointed it directly at the Space-Time Tunnel, and let out a majestic and domineering roar to the heavens that echoed through the clouds!
With a voice that shook the world, Megatron issued his second command.
“Decepticons, attack!!!”
The moment the words left his mouth, Megatron leaped forward, transforming into a ferocious, massive Fighter Jet, and charged toward the Space-Time Tunnel.
Starscream was stunned for a moment, then braced himself and followed. He specifically called over his one and only soldier and, feeling very insecure, had him charge ahead of him.
The three figures charged head-on, killing all who stood in their way, their majestic momentum unstoppable.
But halfway through the charge, Starscream’s expression changed. Two-thirds of the way there, he looked left, then right, and his face turned green.
“My lord! Lord Megatron!! Where are the troops? Where are our soldiers? Why are my subordinate and I the only ones responding to your command? What about the 'Legion' you promised!!!”
Starscream looked at the enemies pouring out of the tunnel in dense waves every second, numbering in the tens of thousands, and his face was beyond green. He wasn't afraid of being surrounded for a short time; his Type III Chassis gave him formidable defense and resilience, but… he was only a Type III for crying out loud!
Moreover, getting close to the tunnel meant they could be targeted by the space Warships on the other side. Those were main cannon-grade attacks! His Type III Chassis would have a hard time withstanding that!
“Lord Megatron, you can’t do this! You can't screw over your loyal subordinate, my lord!!!”
Starscream shrieked, his voice changing pitch like a squealing pig. He hesitated, wanting to flee.
But Megatron suddenly decelerated, transformed back into his humanoid combat mode, and landed firmly on top of Starscream. He consoled him, “Don’t worry, Starscream. The troops will come. This battle is to make a name for our Decepticon Legion! This is only the beginning. In the future, the entire Universe will echo with the glorious name of the Decepticons!!!”
And so, with his feet planted on Starscream's Vehicle Mode, Megatron raised his Greatsword diagonally forward with his right hand, its tip pointing straight at the tens of thousands of enemies that had just swarmed in, blotting out the sky.
Megatron stood tall, looking down on everything with disdain, high-spirited and full of valor. “Decepticons, attack!!!”
This sentence would have been far more intimidating if his left hand wasn't clamped firmly onto Starscream's chassis to prevent him from escaping.
“Noooooo~~~~”
Faintly, Starscream's choked-off voice could be heard.
One bot atop another, followed by a small, utterly confused subordinate—the three Transformers charged toward the swarming, endless tide of enemies like lone heroes.
(end of chapter)
2022-10-19 Author: Great Demon Spirit
“A Status Template? Lord Megatron, isn't this a bit… uh, I mean, this is the most correct command possible! Your loyal servant will carry it out without fail…”
Seeing Megatron's face contorted with rage as he threateningly raised his Greatsword again, Starscream assessed the disparity in their strength. His cunning Central Processor began its calculations, and logically, he knelt.
Reluctantly, he projected the template, which was received by Megatron.
【Name: Starscream】
【Affiliation: Flight Squadron (Captain)】
【Chassis Type: Type III (Good)】
【Height: 9 meters】
【Energy: 60,000 units (Abundant)】
【Allspark: Normal (Good)】
To be honest, "voluntarily" handing over his template was a deeply humiliating act. It represented absolute submission. Even for the thick-skinned Starscream, his face was a mask of unwillingness.
But he had no choice. This unfamiliar overlord before him might really cleave him in two with that sword.
Megatron's creation had been relatively early. It was said that he had interacted with the even earlier batch, like Optimus Prime. Starscream had also heard from other Transformers that this Megatron had apparently seen the slumbering Thirteen Primes with his own eyes.
His relationship with Primus was also excellent.
This had once made Starscream intensely jealous.
Now, after this close encounter, the terrible experience had put him in an awful mood, but… he still had to maintain a smile.
Megatron scrutinized this not-so-likable fellow—he probably didn't know that Starscream's impression of him was also abysmal—but that was clearly unimportant.
“Starscream, Captain of the Flight Squadron? Excellent!”
Megatron sat down imperiously on a Truck, as if he were sitting on Optimus Prime himself. His heavy body instantly crushed the Truck halfway.
His mood inexplicably improved, and even his energy transmission efficiency increased slightly.
Megatron commanded, “From this moment on, the Flight Squadron will be merged into my Decepticons!”
As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Starscream, both hands gripping the hilt of his sword.
Starscream cursed endlessly in his mind. What the hell was this? My Flight Squadron is doing just fine, on what grounds should it be merged into your Decepticons?
Decepticons? What a stupid name, it sounds awful.
Trash.
The trash of all trash.
“Ah, Lord Megatron, the name Decepticons is magnificent!” Starscream said quickly in a sincere tone. “It’s just, shouldn't we first go and apply with Primus…”
“Fine. After you join my Legion, I will immediately go find Primus!” Megatron scratched his thigh, rose slightly, and then sat back down with a thud. Glass shards flew, and the Truck beneath him was nearly flattened into a pancake.
Starscream wanted to curse him out. He really wanted to draw his particle rifle and blow this bastard's head off.
Starscream's eyes darted back and forth as he thought of a few more excuses, but the moment he looked up, he met Megatron's eyes, which were filled with rage and indifference. He shuddered violently.
Massive amounts of data were calculated in his Central Processor, all of it sending him dangerous signals.
“Your majesty is supreme, Lord Megatron! I think this idea is brilliant. After the war is over, I would be willing to discuss the details with you…”
Before Starscream could even finish his flattery, Megatron, who wasn't buying any of it, grabbed him by the neck again.
“I wasn’t discussing it with you, you Reptile!”
The pitiful Starscream was lifted up and then hurled viciously to the ground. That wasn't all; Megatron then pinned Starscream's head with his massive arm and smashed it into the pavement, leaving a deep, face-shaped crater.
Then, he stomped on the back of Starscream's head just as he began to lift it.
Megatron slammed the blood-soaked Greatsword down right next to Starscream’s head, instantly creating a rift in the ground a hundred meters long.
“I agree, I agree! Lord Megatron, I have decided to lead the entire Flight Squadron to join your Legion and contribute to the Decepticon cause!” Starscream spat out a mouthful of dust and said hurriedly.
“Very good.” Megatron’s expression softened slightly. “Give me your unit template!!!”
Starscream cursed in his processor but obediently did as he was told.
【Flight Squadron】
【Captain: Starscream】
【Vice-Captain: None】
【Members: 2】
【Note: This is a pathetic excuse for a squad. Aside from its name, it has absolutely nothing.】
…
“…Such a grand Flight Squadron, and you're telling me there are only two of you, including yourself?! Roar! You idiot, what have you been doing all this time instead of expanding your forces?!!!”
Feeling like he had been played for a fool, Megatron casually blasted another Leviathan into pieces. He roared ferociously at the cowering Starscream, the deafening sound making Starscream’s auditory sensors ring, nearly deafening him.
“My lord, my lord, please let me explain! I was just created not long ago! The one soldier under my command was created only because I begged Primus to help me!” Starscream was terrified by Megatron. The risk-aversion protocols in his CNA made him spit out the words at the fastest speed of his life.
He was the fastest chassis in the Flight Squadron, and now another record was added to his list of fastest achievements.
“Then I will give you your first command. You will immediately go and recruit soldiers. The more, the better! The stronger, the better! The Decepticon Legion needs more powerful Warriors!”
Megatron jabbed a finger into Starscream’s chest. In his rage, his Power Level exceeded a hundred tons, sending Starscream stumbling back.
Starscream hastily agreed, clutching his chest. A trace of genuine fear and horror flashed in his eyes. He could clearly feel a dent where he had been poked.
Just how strong was this Megatron's chassis?! Could he be a Type IV? So blessed by fortune. This guy must have been incredibly lucky, with his awakened CNA containing a large amount of healthy, dominant Genes.
Along with fear, a trace of envy and jealousy couldn't help but flash in the depths of Starscream's eyes.
“My lord, I was wondering, besides the Flight Squadron and yourself, how many powerful Warriors does the great Decepticon Legion currently have? I mean, since I’m a member of this Legion now, it's necessary for me to get acquainted with my new comrades,” Starscream asked tentatively.
But Megatron ignored him. He stood up, glanced back at the large truck that had become a pancake, snorted, and started walking toward the most intense part of the battle, his Greatsword slung over his shoulder.
His face, gazing up at the setting sun, was incredibly profound. His irate and blazing pupils were mixed with an inexplicable emotion.
*Heh heh heh, am I supposed to tell you that the entire Decepticon army consists of a single, solitary general?*
Even so, Megatron couldn't help but tap his head and check the status of the Decepticon Legion.
【Decepticons】
【Leader: Megatron】
【Members: 1】
【Note: Trash】
…
His body, silhouetted against the setting sun, cast a long shadow on the ground, completely enveloping Starscream and immersing him in Megatron's domineering aura.
Before Starscream could offer any more flattery, Megatron immediately brandished his Greatsword and smashed it into the ground again with a loud bang, leaving another rift.
The thought of Optimus Prime taking a squad to Mars filled Megatron with a pang of envy.
Sigh, how irritating…
Megatron’s eyes narrowed, then flashed with a dangerous light. Looking at the dense waves of the Chitauri Army rushing toward them, he raised his Greatsword, pointed it directly at the Space-Time Tunnel, and let out a majestic and domineering roar to the heavens that echoed through the clouds!
With a voice that shook the world, Megatron issued his second command.
“Decepticons, attack!!!”
The moment the words left his mouth, Megatron leaped forward, transforming into a ferocious, massive Fighter Jet, and charged toward the Space-Time Tunnel.
Starscream was stunned for a moment, then braced himself and followed. He specifically called over his one and only soldier and, feeling very insecure, had him charge ahead of him.
The three figures charged head-on, killing all who stood in their way, their majestic momentum unstoppable.
But halfway through the charge, Starscream’s expression changed. Two-thirds of the way there, he looked left, then right, and his face turned green.
“My lord! Lord Megatron!! Where are the troops? Where are our soldiers? Why are my subordinate and I the only ones responding to your command? What about the 'Legion' you promised!!!”
Starscream looked at the enemies pouring out of the tunnel in dense waves every second, numbering in the tens of thousands, and his face was beyond green. He wasn't afraid of being surrounded for a short time; his Type III Chassis gave him formidable defense and resilience, but… he was only a Type III for crying out loud!
Moreover, getting close to the tunnel meant they could be targeted by the space Warships on the other side. Those were main cannon-grade attacks! His Type III Chassis would have a hard time withstanding that!
“Lord Megatron, you can’t do this! You can't screw over your loyal subordinate, my lord!!!”
Starscream shrieked, his voice changing pitch like a squealing pig. He hesitated, wanting to flee.
But Megatron suddenly decelerated, transformed back into his humanoid combat mode, and landed firmly on top of Starscream. He consoled him, “Don’t worry, Starscream. The troops will come. This battle is to make a name for our Decepticon Legion! This is only the beginning. In the future, the entire Universe will echo with the glorious name of the Decepticons!!!”
And so, with his feet planted on Starscream's Vehicle Mode, Megatron raised his Greatsword diagonally forward with his right hand, its tip pointing straight at the tens of thousands of enemies that had just swarmed in, blotting out the sky.
Megatron stood tall, looking down on everything with disdain, high-spirited and full of valor. “Decepticons, attack!!!”
This sentence would have been far more intimidating if his left hand wasn't clamped firmly onto Starscream's chassis to prevent him from escaping.
“Noooooo~~~~”
Faintly, Starscream's choked-off voice could be heard.
One bot atop another, followed by a small, utterly confused subordinate—the three Transformers charged toward the swarming, endless tide of enemies like lone heroes.
(end of chapter)
