The plunder of the heavens begins with the Spirit Cage.

In the blink of an eye, it overtook them and caught up with the RX-8 ahead.

Chapter 150 We Can't Be Ingracious

Bumblebee's close pursuit quickly caught Vivian's attention.

"Another one is coming!!"

She gripped the handrail tightly with both hands, her voice cracking with fear.

I have absolutely no idea whether I offended someone or not.

"Don't panic... the police will be here soon." Ethan's hands were white as he gripped the steering wheel.

Driving at high speeds, not only is the speed extremely fast, but you also have to concentrate on avoiding other cars on the road.

Not being a professional race car driver, his pounding heart led to an accident very quickly.

A family sedan in front of him suddenly slowed down and changed lanes without warning. In order to avoid a collision, Ethan was so startled that he swerved the steering wheel, and the tires screeched shrilly on the road.

The car narrowly missed the rear of the other vehicle, but due to inertia and high speed, it completely lost control and swerved wildly between lanes like a runaway horse.

"Aaaaaah—!!"

At that moment, the two of them simultaneously lost control and screamed, their bodies being flung about wildly.

Ethan desperately tried to straighten the car, but the speed had already exceeded the safety limit, and the wheels had almost lost their grip.

The car narrowly avoided several passing vehicles in the traffic, each swerve feeling like a brush with death.

Just as they finally managed to straighten the vehicle, their view ahead was suddenly taken over by a heavy semi-trailer truck that blocked the main lane.

It was too late to brake.

“It’s over…” Ethan’s face turned pale, and he closed his eyes in despair, regretting bringing his girlfriend onto the highway.

Vivian has stopped screaming and is now tightly covering her mouth, awaiting her death.

But at the critical moment, the Chevrolet Camaro that had caught up suddenly erupted with a piercing sound of metal tearing and mechanical meshing.

Before their incredulous eyes, the entire sports car instantly disintegrated, flipped, and reassembled, with yellow light and a metal skeleton bursting forth, transforming into a giant robot several meters tall.

Bumblebee leaped into the air, its long arms firmly gripping the RX-8's body, lifting the out-of-control sports car into the air and throwing it off the highway.

When Bumblebee put the car on the ground, Ethan and his companion, still dazed from the impact, remained frozen in their seats, their minds blank.

The situation was completely beyond their comprehension; the CPU couldn't handle it!

"Let them go!!" The heatwave that followed transformed into a humanoid form, its energy gun aimed at Bumblebee.

"And who are you?" Bumblebee pointed his twin guns at the large and small creatures.

"And who are you?" Heatwave retorted angrily. "Release them now, or I won't be polite!"

"Alright, Heatwave, can't you see he's still over there? Stay put!"

Kogman stepped in front of Heatwave and gave Bumblebee a gentlemanly bow, thus demonstrating his role as a butler.

"We were just entrusted to protect Miss Weiwei An in secret."

Bumblebee did not respond immediately, and neither of them had Decepticon markings on them.

Then it matches up to the Transformers from the Order of the Monastics.

"Wow, wow, wow!" Sam, who had been ejected from the capsule, finally arrived with Michaela, limping along.

He stepped into the center of the standoff and shouted, "Everyone, please calm down!!"

"You are... Sam Witwicky, you brought them here?!" The "them" that Kogman was referring to were naturally the Decepticons and Autobots.

"It's so good that you know me." Sam, who didn't know how to explain for a moment, felt relieved that he didn't have to waste any more words.

“We will certainly keep an eye on your family’s movements,” Kogman said.

"So you're members of the monastic order?"

"It seems you know quite a bit. Was this something your great-great-grandfather passed down against dogma?"

“Uh… well, I don’t think this is a suitable place to talk,” Michaela interrupted the two.

Seeing the crowd gathering and taking photos and videos, Kogman shrugged. "You're right."

At night, at Flgen Castle, Vivian and Ethan, still confused about what was going on, were invited to wait in the castle's drawing room.

"So you're here to claim Merlin's Scepter on behalf of the Autobots' leader?"

Inside the study, Fergen's gaze fell upon the young man before him.

It was as if they wanted to find the flaws in his concealment deep in his eyes.

“Yes!” Sam nodded emphatically.

I never expected things to go so far from the plan.

Now that he's prematurely involved with the monastic order, the somewhat naive Sam has no choice but to take matters into his own hands and reveal the general truth.

"The scepter is related to the life and death of Cybertron. It does not belong to humans. Optimus Prime needs this key to unlock the energy core of his home planet."

“Child, I can see that you are a loyal and kind person.” Fergen gently patted Sam on the shoulder.

He smiled, but showed no emotion whatsoever.

The twelve guardian knights and Merlin's scepter were hidden.

However, their monastic order was not unaware of the current situation on Cybertron.

"The Decepticons are now the victors on Cybertron."

Even if the Autobots obtained Merlin's Scepter, what could they change?

"What makes you so sure that once he gets it, it won't ignite an even bigger war, or drag the entire world into the abyss?"

"This..." Sam hesitated, clearly not expecting anything deeper.

Fergen patted him gently on the shoulder. "So, son, Merlin's Scepter isn't something I can't give you."

But at the very least, it's best if it doesn't appear in the public eye before a winner is decided..."

"Do you get me?"

Fergen leaned forward, his gaze fixed on Sam's face with an unavoidable solemnity.

He was waiting for a promise, a guarantee that would temporarily keep the ancient treasure safe from the ravages of war.

Sam felt awkward under his gaze, but he understood what he meant.

Can……

"But...they actually knew where Merlin's Scepter and the Twelve Knights were hidden all along..."

"What?!" Flgen's face froze.

He himself didn't know, so how could they possibly know?!

If it's true, then the clues their Taoist association has hidden are a joke!

"impossible!"

"The guardian knight disappeared over a thousand years ago, along with Merlin's body, who had lived out his old age in peace!"

"If even the Order of the Presbyterian Church doesn't know, how could the Autobots possibly know?"

"This is true; the protector knight and the scepter are buried somewhere at the bottom of the sea."

Optimus Prime and his crew didn't want to expend too much effort searching, so they decided to rely on Vivian's bloodline.

Sam was completely unskilled at negotiation, and his speech even quickened due to nervousness.

"The Royal Navy Submarine Museum has a submarine that can't transform. Once Vivian gets on it, it will take us to the location of the Guardian Knights!"

"The Merlin Scepter will be used in the presence of the knights!" Sam took a deep breath and looked up to meet the Earl's shocked gaze.

His tone carried the straightforwardness and sincerity unique to young people: "The Autobots will explain their purpose to the Knight."

"That was also their home planet, and the scepter was a gift they gave to Merlin..."

"Back then, they selflessly helped King Arthur protect this land."

"Their home planet is now facing a crisis..."

Sam became more and more determined as he spoke: "I think neither we nor they will stand by and watch Cybertron come to an end!"

Chapter 151 Steel Tide

Vivian's mood and worldview were greatly shaken at this moment.

Aliens, Merlin, King Arthur... it all made her head spin!

On the contrary, her silly boyfriend got all worked up after hearing Michaela's account of the whole story.

They quickly became friends with the Transformers inside the castle.

"Miss, would you like some tea?" Kogman approached with a tea set.

"No, thank you!" Vivian waved her hand in refusal, she was in no mood for tea at all.

"Uh, I'm so sorry, we messed everything up!" Kogman put down his tea set and bowed in apology.

"No, no, this isn't your fault!" Vivian shook her head frantically. "I'm so grateful that you protected me in secret."

"Protecting you is our duty, and I promised your father that I would protect you well."

Vivian was surprised and was about to ask about her father when Flgen and Sam returned to the living room.

Judging from Flgen's preoccupied expression, it seemed that the negotiations had yielded results.

After calming himself down, Fergen sat down in front of Vivian, looked at her, and said solemnly, "Vivian, what I'm about to say is something I hope you'll listen carefully before making a decision."

“Okay!” Vivian nodded repeatedly, hoping the whole thing would end quickly.

"You are now Merlin's only descendant..."

Fergen spoke of the Arthurian era, the Twelve Knights, the Round Table, and the Order of the Monks.

Sam added the Cybertronian Civil War and the planetary crisis.