Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 271 Midnight Shadow, Blade of Fear! ( words)

war?

No, this is not a war at all!

But... it was a one-sided crushing!
The space battleships parked high in the sky suppressed the Decepticons with extremely intensive firepower, crushing the Decepticon lines!

Anyone who is familiar with the war situation understands one thing: whoever occupies the "high ground" can launch a devastating attack on the enemy below!
Airplanes are based on this principle.

And the space battleship above their heads has become an indelible nightmare for the Decepticons!
The endless artillery fire seemed to completely drown them, without any pause, like a raging wave, illuminating the entire sky red!

It seems like they are free of charge for each shell fired!

Soundwave and Shockwave were originally thinking about trying to transform and fly high into the sky to intercept the bombing of the space battleship, but before they could put it into action, this idea was completely extinguished in an instant!
A dense number of aircraft suddenly flew out from the space battleship, carrying heavy firepower, forming a deadly fire blockade against any Decepticon who tried to approach!

Oh, right, Fallen King Kong!
Soundwave's eyes lit up, they still have Fallen King Kong, he is the ancestor, there must be a way!

However, the Fallen King Kong, who they had placed high hopes on, had no way to deal with the current situation.

It can control gravity, but the problem is... the battleship is thousands of meters above the ground, how can it control it?

Forget about controlling it, you can’t even touch it!
What's more... those damn lowly species seemed to have known for a long time that it was the only existence that could pose a threat to the space battleship, and they had allocated a large number of troops to contain itself!
The Fallen King Kong fell silent.

It looked a little dazed, looking around. In addition to the androids and tyrants who formed the vanguard, there were also armored space marines behind them, as well as the Skyrim, Optimus Prime, and Skyfire who were eyeing them covetously.

The pride it once had as the original Transformer was shattered at this moment, and a sad and miserable mood filled its heart.

"Waste! Waste! All of them are waste!!"

The fallen King Kong was furious and helpless!
What can it do? Megatron, Optimus Prime, and Skyfire are all leader-level Transformers. If they were at their peak, it would naturally not be afraid.

But, it lacks energy!
The fallen King Kong, who was almost at the end of his strength, faced off against Optimus Prime, who was in his prime, the experienced and insidious Skyrim, and Skyfire, who had just replenished his energy. It was already very good that he could barely hold on!
"Don't worry, Optimus Prime." Yu Tiandi took the opportunity to sneak attack the Fallen King Kong, and reminded the other two: "Its energy can't last too long, there is no need for us to take risks. As long as we hold it here... this guy will soon run out of energy and die!"

Grass!
Fallen King Kong was furious and turned around to deal with Yu Tiandi, but Tianhuo intervened, wielding a huge battle blade and forced it back!

"That's right, just like Optimus Prime said." Skyfire lowered his body, his pupils cold: "I know this guy very well. He has been forced into a desperate situation. We must not take any risks, Optimus Prime."

"Hurry, come and help me!"

The Fallen King Kong roared madly. If it continued to be exhausted like this, it would be exhausted to death just as Yu Tiandi said!
However, when it saw the Decepticons being suppressed by space battleships and tons of human artillery fire, and looking like they were about to die, it immediately became desperate!

No, it's unreliable!
TMD, none of them can be trusted, they are just a bunch of pig teammates!!!

At this moment, Soundwave and Shockwave finally realized what... war is!
Suppress with artillery fire and build a defensive line.

Then they repeat the cycle over and over again until nothing is left of the target area, and then they advance forward, repeating the actions of suppressing with artillery fire and building defensive lines, compressing their living space bit by bit!

The suffocating and oppressive feeling was like the Grim Reaper's scythe slowly tightening!
No skills at all, just pure and extremely boring, yet desperate... tactics!
"Those guys... aren't they afraid of death?!"

Soundwave roared in despair and collapse.

It saw with its own eyes that the drill tiger tried to rush out, but was stopped by the bionic people and biochemically modified monsters by self-destruction. Then what was waiting for it was... the orbital bombardment of the space battleship!

Obviously, those people wearing pure white armor didn’t care about the losses of these forwards at all. All their actions were as precise as clockwork, and there were no mistakes!
This is the 'style' of the Iron Warriors Legion!
Of course, the premise is that you don't run into the 'Imperial Fists'. Otherwise, even if the opponent is guarding a pile of shit, the Iron Warriors will have to rush over to take a look.

……

The one-sided situation on the battlefield made Megatron extremely anxious, but he was also held back.

Megatron suddenly turned his gaze to Alvin, his scarlet pupils revealing a cold, murderous intent: "As long as I can solve you here, I won't have to worry about all the problems, right?"

"Well, you could think so."

Alvin tilted his head, as if seriously thinking about the feasibility of Megatron's plan, and then nodded with a smile: "Yes, as long as you can get rid of me, the 'target', you will win."

After he finished speaking, he even gave Megatron an approving look: "So, what are you waiting for? Just obey the orders of the Fallen King Kong and kill me... everything will be over, right?"

However, the calmer and more indifferent Alvin acted, the more Megatron felt something was wrong.

The other party seemed to be encouraging it!
But is it really that simple?

Not to mention that there is the 'Night Sky Blade' guarding on the side, even 'Alvin' himself is also very capable in combat. Even if he could kill 'Alvin' with his own strength alone, he would probably have to pay with his life!

So the question is, is it worth it?
Megatron's eyes were gloomy, calculating the gains and losses in his mind. It was obviously impossible for him to sacrifice his life for the 'Fallen Kong'. He was not Optimus Prime, and he did not have such great faith.

The situation suddenly came to a standstill.

The atmosphere seemed to be frozen, and an invisible air pressure spread, putting Megatron in a dilemma.

Should I take the risk and try it?
At this moment, Alvin actually took the initiative to walk towards it, shortening the distance between them.

"Stop! Don't come near me!"

Megatron really couldn't figure out what conspiracy this guy was up to, and when he saw that Alvin dared to approach him, he subconsciously took half a step back.

"interesting."

Alvin raised his eyes, but did not stop moving forward because of Megatron's scolding: "Why? You should be the one with the upper hand between the two of us, but... you are retreating."

Megatron's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at Alvin who was gradually approaching, as if he felt some kind of pressure: "No, don't approach me without permission again, what do you want to do? What are you planning?!"

You can't blame it for being too worried. It's really... being played with so many times, and having every step perfectly restrained, has left Megatron with a shadow in his heart about Alvin.

"Don't be so nervous. As you can see, I don't intend to do anything to you." Alvin felt a little amused in his heart, but he still maintained a faint smile on his face, as if he was fully confident of the current situation: "To be precise, I am here to discuss a... deal with you, Megatron."

trade?!
Megatron was stunned for more than ten seconds, unable to follow the other party's amazing train of thought: "Are you...are you sure you're right? We are enemies!"

"What's wrong with the enemy?" Alvin looked at it strangely: "Enemy, can't we negotiate a deal?"

That makes sense!

Megatron rolled his eyes and thought it was possible, so he stared at him suspiciously: "What exactly do you mean by deal?"

"It's very simple."

Alvin snapped his fingers and said, "From now on, you and the Decepticons under your command will all submit to me. When necessary... fight for me and win glory and victory."

"Of course, I'm not a black-hearted capitalist. In return, I promise to rebuild your lost home... Cybertron. How about that?"

"You...are you sure this is a 'deal'?!"

After listening to the content of the 'deal' proposed by Alvin, Megatron almost couldn't help but shoot this guy in the face. He glared at Alvin and said, "You actually let the great Decepticons submit to you?"

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Alvin pretended to be thinking, and said thoughtfully: "I understand. If it is about the salary, I can improve it a little bit according to your performance. There should be no problem with this, right?"

"Isn't this a slave?!"

Megatron gritted his teeth, anger burning in his pupils: "We don't need your help at all, we can rebuild Cybertron soon!"

"Megatron, you seem to have misunderstood." The smile on Alvin's face disappeared, and he became cold and indifferent. His eyes were half closed, and he said lightly: "I am not asking for your opinion, but... telling you my conclusion on how to deal with the Decepticons."

"What? Processing...conclusion?"

Megatron was stunned, and seemed to have not yet reacted. But soon, he understood the meaning. Alvin seemed to have revealed his true intention, and the corners of his lips raised upwards, revealing his white teeth: "A defeated prisoner... is not qualified to make any suggestions!"

It is true that Rogue Traders focus on "trading", but the prerequisite is that you must have a force that is recognized by the Rogue Traders.

Just as the Anglo-Saxons entered America, when did they ever ask for the opinions of the indigenous people?
No, because there is no need to ask!
If you really think that the "transactions" mentioned by Rogue Traders are based on fairness, then you are overestimating the flexible moral bottom line of Rogue Traders.

"Just as I said, Your Excellency Megatron." Arvin smiled, but his eyes were filled with a frightening, even terrifying cold light: "You Decepticons are defeated slaves. Unfortunately... In my world, there is no treaty that treats prisoners well, so from this moment on, you... are all my slaves, Your Excellency Megatron!"

"Don't kill it."

Alvin waved his hand casually and said calmly: "This is a precious slave, just break his limbs."

Who is he giving orders to?!
Megatron's pupils shrank, but in a flash he saw that the surrounding desert seemed like... something was moving?
No, that's not an illusion!
In an instant, Megatron's years of combat experience told him that there was a huge danger hidden beneath the sand!
boom!
Suddenly, dust was raised!

Ten more burly and taller warriors, wearing exquisite black armor, sneaked in and approached the surroundings silently like ghosts, and surrounded it.

What time was it, and it didn't even notice it, but... the scanning program didn't find out either, how did these guys get close to it?!

"Be thankful, Megatron."

Alvin stood on the yellow sand, his eyes slightly lowered: "This is my 'Glory Guard'. Using it against you... is a bit of an overkill. But as a first-time opponent, you are barely qualified."

These ten Space Marines, all descendants of the Night Lords Legion with Primaris organs implanted, have been temporarily classified by him as the 'Honor Guard'.

The power armor worn by all members are all MK10 original molds, and some combined modules even incorporate the biotechnology of the Engineer clan from the Alien universe!

At Alvin's request, all members of the Glory Guard had an additional layer of biological armor core skin implanted in addition to the black shell and tendon coil operations!

"Now, it's time for me to see it." Alvin turned his head and looked at the captain of the Honor Guard: "Visa Lipot, prove to me... your strength as an Honor Guard."

"In the name of Valsius, I will not disappoint your expectations!" Visa Lipot's gloomy voice came from the dark power armor, and then he drew out the power sword, stepped on the yellow sand, and approached Megatron step by step.

The next moment, yellow sand surged!

Visa Liberty stepped on the ground, and with the help of the jet pack behind him, his seemingly clumsy and bloated body suddenly burst out at an astonishing speed!

So fast!

The thought flashed through Megatron's mind, but his years of experience in fierce battles still allowed him to react in time. He ejected his swords with both arms and held them horizontally in front of him!

when!
The heavy sword blade chopped on the arm blade!
Megatron was shocked to find that its power... was suppressed. The auspicious instrument in the helmet of the dark warrior exuded a heart-pounding chill.

After missing the first attack, Visa Lipot did not continue fighting, but immediately disappeared into the yellow sand!

Megatron then noticed that the other warriors in black armor were constantly raising yellow sand, creating a visual blind spot, and those strange guys seemed to be really invisible and disappeared without a trace!

Disappeared again?!

Its heart tightened and it suddenly felt the pressure coming!

An 'enemy' like this is invisible, but it is always there, and you can feel the sound coming from the yellow sand. It's like a person trapped in a swamp, watching himself being slowly swallowed... It's too bad!

"You're afraid, aren't you?"

Visa's voice was heard in the yellow sand that was blown up all around. He was like a cat playing with a mouse, slowly and steadily wasting Megatron's patience and energy!
Suddenly, a bomb shot out from the yellow sand!

Megatron reacted extremely quickly. While his arm blade shattered the bomb, he fired an energy cannon!

However... the location hit by the energy cannon was empty, only a large pit that was burned by high temperature and appeared to be in a crystal state!

While Megatron was in a daze, a well-aimed bomb, as if it had already anticipated its location, embedded itself into its eye!

boom! ! !
One of Megatron's eyes was damaged, causing him to lose part of his vision. His already panicked heart was suddenly swallowed by some invisible shadow!
However, the descendants with the genes of the Night Lords would not miss the flaw revealed by Megatron. When it panicked due to losing its vision, Visa approached at an extremely fast speed like a ghost in the shadows!

His target is... the legs!
Megatron, who was completely unprotected, naturally could not resist. The power sword wrapped in the decomposition field cut off his right leg instantly!
After doing this, Visa disappeared into the sand again.

The explosive bombs from all directions poured down like raindrops, hitting Megatron's body!
Even though explosive bombs are unlikely to pose a fatal threat to Transformers, once their numbers increase, the situation will be different!

The descendants of the Midnight Lords were targeting Megatron's 'wings'. They wanted to completely cut off the possibility of this guy escaping!
"no no!"

The wing on his back was bombarded crazily, and the severe pain of the metal shattering and breaking made Megatron fall into fear. This was his only hope of escape!

Unfortunately, the Midnight Lord has everything except the so-called "compassion".

"Ahhhh!"

The feeling of being entangled by ropes and suffocating him almost drove Megatron crazy and collapsed. "Get out of here! You lowly human! Get out of here!"

But unfortunately, the only response to Megatron was the sound of approaching footsteps in the yellow sand!

"How does it feel to lose hope?"

Visa's gloomy voice came from the yellow sand, like an invisible blade cutting through metal: "Next, we will cut off your left leg."

Megatron had completely lost his mind and subconsciously tried to protect his left leg, but...several shadows suddenly appeared in the yellow sand, and he seized the opportunity to divert its attention!
Several plasma cannons broke its arms!
After the attack, the shadows disappeared into the sand again, as if they had never appeared, except for the fear...

“Ahhh…” Megatron screamed in pain, his face full of resentment: “You, actually lied to me!”

"I am really surprised..." Visa's voice spread from all directions: "You actually believe... the words of the enemy?"

"Guess where the next target is?"

"You still have one leg left, but you still have a lot of parts. I'm curious...what would happen if I took all those things off?"

"It's okay, don't be nervous... We will do our best to avoid your fatal parts, little by little, slowly, and very carefully... to dismantle you into a form where you can't resist at all!"

Invisible fear gripped Megatron's throat. The suffocating terror devoured his sanity like a shadow!

Eventually, Megatron collapsed.

"No, don't...I surrender!"

It doesn't want to be broken into parts, and it can't bear the approaching invisible pressure and the fear of its life being taken away bit by bit.

The yellow sand dispersed...

Visar Lipot, along with the other nine descendants of the Night Lords, stood like dark shadows around the collapsed Megatron.

"mission completed."

They bring fear to their enemies!

They win!

They... are the Night Lords!

It is the enemy's nightmare!

It is the entity of fear!

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(End of this chapter)