"Decepticons, attack!!!"
Amidst the turbulent, roaring airflow, several colossal figures streaked directly towards the sky!
Although Emrys was incorporating all the Transformers, he didn't disband the two major factions to ensure a healthy level of competition.
The 'faction' led by the Autobots primarily focused on ground combat.
The sky, naturally, fell to the Decepticons; the vast firmament was their battlefield!
"Listen up, all of you!" Megatron transformed into a Cybertronian jet, diving headfirst from the clouds, his eyes filled with brutality and cruelty. "Whether our Decepticon faction can rise again depends on today!"
As the losing side, the Decepticons naturally had to accept punishment.
They toiled day and night, digging in mines, earning the most meager 'wages,' and still had to attend ideological education exams from time to time.
Megatron had had enough of such a life!
He no longer wanted to see the Autobots lording over him, ordering him around.
Therefore, Megatron had to seize this opportunity to completely reverse the image of the Decepticons in the 'Ancestor's' mind.
"Whether we can go from being miners to joining the Sacred Terra Council depends on this wave!"
Megatron cheered everyone on, his eyes almost red, gritting his teeth as he said, "If anyone drags their feet, don't blame me for being impolite!"
"Slaughter them!!!"
At the mention of 'miners,' the Decepticons were instantly invigorated!
If not for desperation, who would willingly spend all day without seeing the Sun, squatting in dark mines chipping away at rocks?
The morale of the Decepticons soared, with the exception of 'Skyfire,' who served as a supervisor.
In an instant, Megatron charged ahead, directly colliding with a monstrous Hell Drake with a hideous appearance.
"Roar—!"
The Hell Drake completely disregarded him, thinking it was just some broken fighter jet.
But soon, it paid a heavy price for its arrogance.
In an instant, the Hell Drake spewed scorching psionic flames, gushing out like a torrent, but Megatron was not an ordinary fighter jet piloted by humans; he deliberately concealed his transformation ability, and this was the moment he was waiting for!
The fuselage tilted slightly 45°, flying past the scorching psionic flames at an almost hair's breadth distance!
Then, at the very moment they crossed paths, Megatron revealed a smile of 'successful scheme': "Now, Decepticons. Transform!"
The Hell Drake had no time to react before it felt its head being squeezed by a large hand!
Its pupils rotated, realizing that what entered its vision was a colossal 'Knight' mech, almost ten meters tall, resembling a humanoid!
Wait, a Knight mech. Since when could they fly?
Before the thought could fully form in the Hell Drake's mind, Megatron roared, forcibly prying open its mouth and roughly and savagely stuffing his left arm, transformed into a massive cannon, inside.
"Taste this—!"
Boom!!!
A plasma melta blast was directly injected into the Hell Drake's mouth!
The violent, surging destructive energy instantly detonated the entire Hell Drake in mid-air, turning it into a brilliant blue ionized fireworks display!
The entire process was as smooth as flowing water.
In fact, the Hell Drake had no idea that the thing flying straight at it could 'transform'!
With a size comparable to a 'Knight mech,' capable of flying and changing its form—honestly, wasn't this really some Imperial research, a new type of 'daemon engine'?
"First one!" Megatron claimed the first kill, but he was still not satisfied.
He knew very well that to achieve a status like Optimus Prime in the 'Ancestor's' mind, and even lead the Decepticons to join the Sacred Terra Council, undoubtedly required ten, even a hundred times the effort!
Just one, it was far from enough!
Soon, Megatron's cold and blood-red gaze locked onto the second Hell Drake. His gaze quickly locked onto the second one.
But before he could act, he saw 'Skyfire' whistling past, transforming in an instant upon contact, then using his several-meter-long melta blade to directly cleave that Hell Drake in two from the middle!
After slaying one Hell Drake, Skyfire transformed again, his wings sweeping through the clouds, turning towards the other Hell Drakes!
This old guy... he was trying to steal his credit!
Megatron instantly realized that Skyfire, that old geezer, also wanted to make a contribution, and he was immediately anxious, transforming into a jet and following him!
The Hell Drakes weren't stupid; two of them were killed on sight, the opponents were clearly tough.
Although their clumsy brains couldn't comprehend why 'Knight mechs' could fly, they could at least understand one thing.
Run!
Several Hell Drakes attempted to escape, but the surrounding Decepticons relentlessly tangled with them.
Their individual strength might not be as formidable as 'leader-class' Transformers, but there was no need to clash head-on; as long as they could entangle these 'big birds,' then Megatron and Skyfire could just harvest them one by one, couldn't they?
Over twenty Decepticons exerted all their strength, desperately grappling with the Hell Drakes.
In the almost brutal close-quarters struggle, in just a dozen seconds, several Decepticons fell, melted by the Hell Drakes' psionic flames, or directly bitten and torn apart. But the casualties not only failed to secure their escape but instead ignited the Decepticons' ferocity!
Roadbuster and Thundercracker each paid the price of an arm to capture a Hell Drake.
No matter how much it struggled, it couldn't break free!
"Hurry—!"
Roadbuster let out a hoarse roar.
In the next second, Megatron, accompanied by an ear-splitting sonic boom, descended like a blade from the sky.
The surging air currents were forcibly 'split' by his ultra-high speed, forming two visible walls of air, like Moses parting the sea!
"He's here!"
Boom!
The melta sword easily sliced through the Hell Drake's spine!
Then, Megatron grabbed its head with his bare hands, his blood-red eyes glowing with terrifying light, and with a roar, he exerted force, tearing the entire Hell Drake's head clean out of its skull cavity, accompanied by splashing goo and blood!
In mid-air, he clutched the Hell Drake's skull, as if to vent all his past grievances with a roar!
"Who else?!!!"
Megatron's domineering figure was etched into the eyes of every Decepticon.
This was their Decepticon leader!
The situation in the sky was reversed in an instant!
The consecutive instant kills of two Hell Drakes clearly caught Chaos off guard, even dumbfounded.
As the vanguard Commander, Starseeker 'Harkon' was stunned for a few seconds before furiously shouting, "Bombard them! Bombard them! Shoot down all those damned flying Knight mechs!"
This time, it was Chaos' turn to be anxious; Hell Drakes were precious 'daemon engines'!
If they continued to be sacrificed like this, they would lose their air power!
No, those flying 'Knight mechs' absolutely could not be allowed to be arrogant any longer; this trouble had to be resolved quickly!
Haarken's gaze was grim, turning to the mysterious army that had appeared outside the hive city, and he said coldly, "Tell 'Venerable Father Ancestor Dragon' to continue suppressing Siluria, but to detach a portion of his forces. We will jointly eliminate the outer army first!"
They could no longer tolerate the harassment from the outer army.
Otherwise, even if the genestealers were numerous, they couldn't withstand such attrition.
Having made up his mind, Haarken looked at the outer army, his tone grim and cold, as if pronouncing their death sentence: "Tell Raptor Grand Company to slaughter those mortal armies at all costs!"