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Marvel: Start Signing in with Megatron_chapter_0002_part_01
Chapter 3
chapter 002 part 1
Originally, to welcome this first Sign-in, he had meticulously groomed himself for a long time before going out, especially washing his face repeatedly.
With his tall and robust physique, a pair of slightly steady and calm eyes constantly shifted on his square, dignified face. Everyone caught by his gaze felt a sense of inadequacy.
Two enormous Robots strode forward with heavy steps, standing one on each side of Martin, like two giants propping up the sky.
A wave of uproar immediately erupted from the crowd!
"Who is this person?"
"A new Superhero? He can control vehicles and make them transform!"
Countless people looked over, their faces filled with shock. They had witnessed everything just now – how two ordinary vehicles instantly transformed into powerful War Machines, immediately suppressing the rampaging monster!
Martin stood awkwardly in the center of Broadway, countless lights converging on him, seen by people worldwide. At this moment, a hint of helplessness etched his face.
"I originally didn't intend to get involved, but who told you to have something I need?"
Martin sighed, shrugging as he watched the enraged Abomination get back up.
"Damn it, where did you come from, Abomination? Do you think you can take me down with these two big toys?" the Abomination shouted angrily.
Martin covered his ears, rubbing his neck as he lifted his hands, and said calmly, "If these two can't take you down, what about two hundred thousand?"
As soon as his words fell, Martin extended his arms. In an instant, countless machines were perceived by him, instantly activated by his Allspark. Accompanied by the successive sounds of shifting parts, the entire New York City seemed to transform into a Mechanical City. Countless changing machines, after their frantic transformations, swarmed forward.
Gasps of astonishment erupted, and everyone was stunned.
"That's my car! Why did it suddenly turn into a Transformer and run off?!"
"My phone, my phone..."
"This camera is company property, the company bought it!"
In an instant, two hundred thousand newly activated Transformers roared in. Every skyscraper and every tall building was covered with a massive number of War Machines, looking down on everything from above. More continued to arrive, completely surrounding the Abomination.
Broadway, in an instant, seemed to have become a Mechanical Fortress.
"..."
The Abomination stared upwards in a daze, stunned by the sudden surge in numbers. But then he slammed his fist fiercely into the ground, roaring, "This trash is useless no matter how many come! My power is infinite!!"
Martin shook his head. "Even the Hulk's normal strength is only a hundred tons, only soaring when in a prolonged rage. Yet you, a boring defective product, dare to claim infinite power... If two hundred thousand Transformers aren't enough, what about two million?"
His voice pierced through the countless commotions, spreading continuously and reaching every corner of the world through cameras. Everyone wore a dazed expression, their eyes wide, countless feelings of horror and dread rising in their hearts.
Two hundred thousand War Machines, and still not this man's limit? Where exactly was his limit?
Rumble!
Nearly half of New York City was trembling!
Countless mechanical bodies were frantically transforming into one War Machine after another. Even the distant armed helicopters began to lose control, violently dropping their soldiers before turning and flying towards Broadway, and in the instant they approached, suddenly transforming into an incredibly massive Transformer.
Two million Transformers swarmed in, covering everything, transforming the entire city into a Mechanical City. Their cold, merciless gazes fell upon the Abomination, completely terrifying him.
"Abomination, your power is too great; it needs to be restrained by me."
Martin murmured, his eyes, however, filled with intense desire as he looked over. With a wave of his hand, two million Steel Legion immediately rushed towards the Abomination!
This was a true Steel Legion!
Tanks and armored vehicles were simply pathetic in comparison!
The Abomination's eyes were bloodshot. Before he could even speak, he was engulfed by a massive number of War Machines. He only managed to let out one final curse before being completely overwhelmed by the endless Transformers. His body was torn into pieces by the Transformers.
As if that wasn't enough, Martin further ordered these Transformers to spray out vast amounts of flames, thoroughly incinerating the Abomination's remains to prevent the Military from taking them for any purpose.
"Originally, I could have just had these Transformers perform Area Saturation Fire, blasting this guy into oblivion with heavy weapons, but considering this is the city center, I didn't. You can see this as my... mercy towards you."
Martin looked at the Abomination, now completely turned to dust, a faint smile on his face.
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Chapter 4
"Beep! As the Lord of Cybertron, you possess the highest control authority over all Transformers you create. No Transformer can defy the Host's will! Every Transformer's loyalty to the Host is permanently fixed at 100%!"
"Please, Host, establish a base as soon as possible and perform a Sign-in within it!"
Martin listened to the voice in his mind, and the smile on his face widened even further. Coupled with his handsome features, this smile was seen by countless people through the media.
People worldwide, seeing this smile, immediately felt a warm current rise within them. A smile blossoming amidst disaster was incredibly reassuring. In that instant, countless individuals developed a fondness for this Superhero they had never heard of before.
"His smile is truly beautiful..."
"Like Jesus, he faces hardship with eternal optimism and tolerance."
Martin glanced back at the dazed Military, simply waved his hand, then slowly got into his Beetle, started the engine, and drove away unhurriedly.
Countless War Machines made way for him. Then, as if receiving a command simultaneously, they instantly dispersed, returning to their designated positions and resuming their original forms.
But no one believed these behemoths had truly returned to normal. Everyone knew that with just one command from that man, they would once again transform into War Machines, sweeping away all enemies in his path!
In a technological civilization, this ability... was simply that of God!
For the rulers of major powers, this was an even greater living Mechanical Calamity!
Everything seemed to settle. Survivors looked around in a daze, silently licking their wounds after the disaster. Some who had lost loved ones quietly wept amidst the ruins, while many more knelt, murmuring prayers, already seeing Martin as an object of faith.
In their eyes, instantly controlling millions of mechanical soldiers, and that possibly not even being his limit – what was he if not a God?
Originally, to welcome this first Sign-in, he had meticulously groomed himself for a long time before going out, especially washing his face repeatedly.
With his tall and robust physique, a pair of slightly steady and calm eyes constantly shifted on his square, dignified face. Everyone caught by his gaze felt a sense of inadequacy.
Two enormous Robots strode forward with heavy steps, standing one on each side of Martin, like two giants propping up the sky.
A wave of uproar immediately erupted from the crowd!
"Who is this person?"
"A new Superhero? He can control vehicles and make them transform!"
Countless people looked over, their faces filled with shock. They had witnessed everything just now – how two ordinary vehicles instantly transformed into powerful War Machines, immediately suppressing the rampaging monster!
Martin stood awkwardly in the center of Broadway, countless lights converging on him, seen by people worldwide. At this moment, a hint of helplessness etched his face.
"I originally didn't intend to get involved, but who told you to have something I need?"
Martin sighed, shrugging as he watched the enraged Abomination get back up.
"Damn it, where did you come from, Abomination? Do you think you can take me down with these two big toys?" the Abomination shouted angrily.
Martin covered his ears, rubbing his neck as he lifted his hands, and said calmly, "If these two can't take you down, what about two hundred thousand?"
As soon as his words fell, Martin extended his arms. In an instant, countless machines were perceived by him, instantly activated by his Allspark. Accompanied by the successive sounds of shifting parts, the entire New York City seemed to transform into a Mechanical City. Countless changing machines, after their frantic transformations, swarmed forward.
Gasps of astonishment erupted, and everyone was stunned.
"That's my car! Why did it suddenly turn into a Transformer and run off?!"
"My phone, my phone..."
"This camera is company property, the company bought it!"
In an instant, two hundred thousand newly activated Transformers roared in. Every skyscraper and every tall building was covered with a massive number of War Machines, looking down on everything from above. More continued to arrive, completely surrounding the Abomination.
Broadway, in an instant, seemed to have become a Mechanical Fortress.
"..."
The Abomination stared upwards in a daze, stunned by the sudden surge in numbers. But then he slammed his fist fiercely into the ground, roaring, "This trash is useless no matter how many come! My power is infinite!!"
Martin shook his head. "Even the Hulk's normal strength is only a hundred tons, only soaring when in a prolonged rage. Yet you, a boring defective product, dare to claim infinite power... If two hundred thousand Transformers aren't enough, what about two million?"
His voice pierced through the countless commotions, spreading continuously and reaching every corner of the world through cameras. Everyone wore a dazed expression, their eyes wide, countless feelings of horror and dread rising in their hearts.
Two hundred thousand War Machines, and still not this man's limit? Where exactly was his limit?
Rumble!
Nearly half of New York City was trembling!
Countless mechanical bodies were frantically transforming into one War Machine after another. Even the distant armed helicopters began to lose control, violently dropping their soldiers before turning and flying towards Broadway, and in the instant they approached, suddenly transforming into an incredibly massive Transformer.
Two million Transformers swarmed in, covering everything, transforming the entire city into a Mechanical City. Their cold, merciless gazes fell upon the Abomination, completely terrifying him.
"Abomination, your power is too great; it needs to be restrained by me."
Martin murmured, his eyes, however, filled with intense desire as he looked over. With a wave of his hand, two million Steel Legion immediately rushed towards the Abomination!
This was a true Steel Legion!
Tanks and armored vehicles were simply pathetic in comparison!
The Abomination's eyes were bloodshot. Before he could even speak, he was engulfed by a massive number of War Machines. He only managed to let out one final curse before being completely overwhelmed by the endless Transformers. His body was torn into pieces by the Transformers.
As if that wasn't enough, Martin further ordered these Transformers to spray out vast amounts of flames, thoroughly incinerating the Abomination's remains to prevent the Military from taking them for any purpose.
"Originally, I could have just had these Transformers perform Area Saturation Fire, blasting this guy into oblivion with heavy weapons, but considering this is the city center, I didn't. You can see this as my... mercy towards you."
Martin looked at the Abomination, now completely turned to dust, a faint smile on his face.
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Chapter 4
"Beep! As the Lord of Cybertron, you possess the highest control authority over all Transformers you create. No Transformer can defy the Host's will! Every Transformer's loyalty to the Host is permanently fixed at 100%!"
"Please, Host, establish a base as soon as possible and perform a Sign-in within it!"
Martin listened to the voice in his mind, and the smile on his face widened even further. Coupled with his handsome features, this smile was seen by countless people through the media.
People worldwide, seeing this smile, immediately felt a warm current rise within them. A smile blossoming amidst disaster was incredibly reassuring. In that instant, countless individuals developed a fondness for this Superhero they had never heard of before.
"His smile is truly beautiful..."
"Like Jesus, he faces hardship with eternal optimism and tolerance."
Martin glanced back at the dazed Military, simply waved his hand, then slowly got into his Beetle, started the engine, and drove away unhurriedly.
Countless War Machines made way for him. Then, as if receiving a command simultaneously, they instantly dispersed, returning to their designated positions and resuming their original forms.
But no one believed these behemoths had truly returned to normal. Everyone knew that with just one command from that man, they would once again transform into War Machines, sweeping away all enemies in his path!
In a technological civilization, this ability... was simply that of God!
For the rulers of major powers, this was an even greater living Mechanical Calamity!
Everything seemed to settle. Survivors looked around in a daze, silently licking their wounds after the disaster. Some who had lost loved ones quietly wept amidst the ruins, while many more knelt, murmuring prayers, already seeing Martin as an object of faith.
In their eyes, instantly controlling millions of mechanical soldiers, and that possibly not even being his limit – what was he if not a God?
