CHAPTER 111: CHAPTER 111: KILL BLACK DWARF! DRIVE AWAY THANOS’ ARMY! PREPARE FOR NEGOTIATIONS!

With the Elders’ order to attack, the three Elders who had long been prepared unleashed their power in advance.

The main cannons of the other warships all turned and blasted toward Thanos’ ground forces!

Yes.

This was exactly what the Elders had been waiting for!

Gather all your troops together—then I’ll blow them to pieces!

As the Transformers shifted into battle ships and descended, the three Elders’ main cannons were already charging.

First, a terrifying mass of energy gathered at their cores.

"Bzzz~~~"

Light began to shine from the cannon mouths.

First a single beam.

Then more beams.

Then a growing sphere of light.

The more it swelled, the stronger the energy waves became, shaking the very space around them.

The Collector’s face froze in shock.

That’s a cannon?

No, that’s a doomsday weapon!

If a blast like that struck a planet’s surface, even if the planet didn’t collapse instantly, the aftermath alone would wipe out all life!

Though the Collector was still some distance away, the pressure radiating from the cannons’ charge was already suffocating him.

If this thing was aimed at him, he figured he’d simply self-destruct. Running wouldn’t even cross his mind.

Amid his terror, the three Elders’ cannons completed their charge.

In the very next moment—without waiting for any command—they all fired at Thanos’ Sanctuary II!

Three colossal beams of energy, each a kilometer across, tore through the void.

Space carries no sound.

The blasts looked magnificent, but there was only silence—like the final calm before death.

Every Transformer watched this fireworks show unfold.

The cannons struck almost instantly.

"Bzzz~~~ BOOM!!!"

Thanos, mid-slaughter, froze at the sudden shockwave.

With a wet sound, he pulled his blade out of a Nova Empire soldier and turned his head.

"???"

Where’s my flagship?

Where’s my Sanctuary II?

Did anyone see it?

It was ten kilometers long, two kilometers wide, magnificent and imposing!

Did any of you see where it went?

What?

That little pile of debris in the sky?

Impossible.

My flagship isn’t that fragile—it should be intact.

But the reality was clear.

The three Elder cannons had blasted it from left, right, and center.

The explosions and shockwaves shredded the ship, and even the remaining fragments were hurled thousands of kilometers away.

The excess energy blasts skimmed right past Xandar.

Three blazing pillars brushed over the planet’s surface.

The middle beam even parted the skies like a clean center split.

Seriously?

What the hell are you trying to do?

And you think it’s over?

Not even close.

With Sanctuary II obliterated, the twenty Transformer warships unleashed continuous bombardment on Thanos’ army.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

One shot slammed into the ground, sending stone and soil dozens of meters high.

These weren’t cannons measured in millimeters.

Their caliber was measured in meters!

"Boom!"

A single blast tore through a radius of hundreds of meters.

One blast wiped out a small battlefield.

One blast silenced an entire sector.

One blast terrified enemies so badly they pissed themselves.

And each barrage came in waves of twenty.

How many more rounds would they fire? Who knew?

For now, they just covered the battlefield with fire.

To the Transformers, cannons were the cheapest resource of all.

Firing them was nothing but clearing out stockpiles.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The bombardment raged on.

"Ahhh!"

"Nooo!"

"Lord Thanos, save me!"

The army was filled with screams.

But the ones screaming were only those on the fringes, caught in the shockwaves.

The soldiers struck directly by the main cannons couldn’t even make a sound.

Such resolve!

Not a word, not a groan.

They just froze—turned into crystal.

Thanos, charging at the front, hadn’t yet been hit by the barrage.

He turned, raising his head to the sky.

There he saw the twenty massive warships, each as large as his own flagship.

Ten of them carried titanic figures seated atop them.

They resembled humanoids, but every inch of their bodies was mechanical.

Even from such a distance, their massive mechanical single eyes were visible, glaring down at him.

Just how big were those eyes?

For the first time, Thanos fell silent.

For the first time, he had been struck so hard he couldn’t even think of a way to counterattack.

"Lord Thanos?" Black Dwarf ran up beside him.

"What should we do? The legion has taken massive losses—nearly half our warriors are dead!"

Before he could finish,

Whoosh—!

A shell exploded not far from Thanos and Black Dwarf.

"Boom!"

Rocks and dirt blasted into the air, and the violent shockwave hurled both of them away, slamming them into the ranks of the Nova Legion!

The Nova soldiers were stunned.

What the hell was going on?

Why was Thanos’ flagship suddenly gone?

Why did twenty warships suddenly appear to help them?

What was happening?

But in truth, Thanos himself wanted to ask the same thing.

Who are you?

What do you want?

What are you doing?

I said, what are you doing!

By now, the cannon fire had begun to subside.

And none of it was directed at the Nova Legion, which meant Thanos wasn’t being targeted either.

But...

That barrage was only the Transformers’ second step.

The third—and final—step was about to begin.

"All troops, attack!"

In the next instant, Thanos looked up and saw the distant sky pouring with soldiers like heavy rain.

Truly—like raindrops in a storm, that was how many were falling!

Clusters of mechanical bodies dropped down in waves.

From afar, it looked like a waterfall of machines.

Fifty thousand robots.

The Elder Transformers had deployed their forces in one go—

All in!

The Elders could see Thanos had no reinforcements.

So they committed their full strength, pinning him down with overwhelming force!

At the same time, the roar of engines filled the sky.

Thanos glanced upward.

Hundreds of fighter jets, each dozens of meters long, swept toward the battlefield.

No hesitation.

They locked on to units the main cannons had missed, and with a salvo of rockets—

Whoosh!

Boom!

Several of Thanos’ soldiers were blown apart in an instant.

And that was just a single jet.

The descendants of the Transformers moved in coordinated formations, strafing the battlefield with precise fire.

After just two or three passes, hundreds more of Thanos’ warriors lay dead.

Then came the ground troops.

Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh!

Two to three hundred Transformers shifted from jet form into towering robots, landing heavily on the ground.

Weapons raised, they bellowed:

"Exterminate the remaining enemies!"

Only then did Thanos truly grasp the situation.

He looked around him.

Damn it.

What’s left of my legion is barely worth calling an army!

In just a few waves of attacks, the battlefield had become a graveyard for his forces.

The Transformers pressed forward, storming into the scattered remnants.

And what chance did warriors barely two or three meters tall have against Transformers standing fifteen or twenty meters high?

One of them swung a massive kick.

"Ahhh!"

A soldier was sent flying hundreds of meters before crashing down in front of the Nova Legion.

Splat!

Several of Thanos’ remaining troops tried to surround one of the Transformer descendants.

But despite their massive frames, the machines were incredibly agile.

With a swift series of strikes from a bladed weapon—

"Ahhh!"

They cut the warriors down in an instant.

The Transformer wiped the blood from its blade and slid it back into place.

Just like that, the battle wasn’t merely one-sided.

It was hopeless.

Under the Elders’ command, the Thanos Legion had no power to resist—nearly annihilated in moments.

"Lord Thanos!" Black Dwarf, panicked at the sight, grabbed him.

"We have to go! Let’s regroup with the other generals and rebuild the army!"

After all, Thanos commanded the Black Order.

Black Dwarf was just one of them.

Even if this legion was gone, Thanos still had four more.

As long as the foundation remained, the war wasn’t lost.

As long as there’s life, there’s hope!

But Thanos had never known defeat.

Silently, he lifted the double-edged blade in his hands.

With a casual swing, he cut down a few Nova soldiers as he strode out of their ranks.

Then, without hesitation, he charged straight toward the nearest Transformer.

"Lord Thanos!"

Black Dwarf looked over.

Thanos had already charged in.

He couldn’t just stand by!

Lifting his massive iron axe, Black Dwarf rushed forward!

Thanos stood over two meters tall, heavily built, weighing at least four to five hundred kilos.

But Black Dwarf was even bigger—three meters tall, nearly two tons in weight.

Every step he took made the ground tremble, his build comparable to the Hulk’s.

But what they were facing now... was the Transformers.

Hearing heavy footsteps approaching, the Transformers turned their heads.

They saw Thanos and Black Dwarf charging at two of them.

Did they think Transformers were pushovers?

One of the Transformers hefted a 100mm sniper rifle and fired straight at Thanos.

Bang!

Clang!

Thanos blocked the shot with his double-bladed weapon.

But the Transformer didn’t stop.

It squeezed the trigger, unleashing a barrage.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Yes, this was a repeating 100mm sniper rifle—not a single-shot.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

But Thanos’ combat instincts were razor-sharp.

He blocked nearly every round as he closed the distance.

Still, Transformers weren’t limited to firearms.

Shing!

The machine drew a massive alloy axe from its back, faceplate snapping shut, and charged straight at him.

Thanos swung his double blades.

The Transformer swung its axe.

Fifteen meters versus two meters—

Clang!

A shower of sparks erupted as their weapons collided—only to bounce apart.

Neither side had the upper hand.

The Transformer glanced at its axe.

"Needs to be bigger next time."

Then it swung again at Thanos.

...

Meanwhile, Black Dwarf barreled straight at two Transformers.

Not that he had a choice—they just happened to be together.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Hearing his charge, the two turned.

When they saw who it was, they exchanged a glance.

"What kind of idiot is this?"

Shing!

Clack!

Both sealed their faceplates and drew their cold weapons.

Then they charged as one.

Transformers didn’t play fair.

They weren’t about to say, "You’re alone, let’s fight one-on-one."

Hell no.

If two could take you down together, two would.

You came to them—so you’d face both.

"Roarrr!"

Black Dwarf raised his axe high and smashed it toward the nearest Transformer.

But the machine sidestepped the heavy swing, blade flashing at his arm.

Believe it or not, the fifteen-meter Transformer was far more agile than the three-meter Black Dwarf.

In an instant—

Slash!

One strike severed the arm holding his weapon—shoulder and all.

Black Dwarf’s eyes went wide.

Maybe he wanted to say something—

But before he could, the other Transformer lunged in, its twin longswords sweeping across his waist.

Slice!

Black Dwarf’s mouth opened soundlessly before his body split apart, top half sliding across the dirt, spilling organs across the battlefield.

The Transformers didn’t even flinch.

The first one, hearing the clash of weapons nearby, turned and saw its comrade locked in single combat with Thanos.

It spoke to the Transformer beside it.

"That one needs backup."

Exactly.

If you hadn’t won yet, you needed support.

Didn’t matter if it was one-on-one or one against many—the only question was, is it done?

Dignity and mercy meant nothing to them.

Only unity, only total victory—for Cybertron, for the Creator.

Such coordination would be impossible for most species.

But for mechanical lifeforms—or even the Zerg—it was natural.

The other Transformer nodded.

"Let’s go."

And the two machines joined the fight against Thanos.

...

Thanos was still managing against one.

But with two more—

Clang!

He knocked aside a massive sword.

The next moment, an axe came down.

Ssshhh!

Even dodging, his arm was carved open, blood flowing.

Before he could recover, another sword slashed at him.

He rolled desperately to the side—

But the first Transformer had already reset and came crashing in with a kick.

That foot was the size of a car door.

Thanos’ face twisted under the blow as he was launched dozens of meters through the air.

When he staggered back up, he saw what was left of Black Dwarf—half a corpse, already in pieces.

And he hadn’t even lasted long.

Black Dwarf had been cut down by two Transformers almost instantly?

Then why hadn’t he at least said something?!

The pain of taking a full Transformer kick was unbearable.

Without the Infinity Stones, Thanos was, at best, only at an Elder God’s level.

In his current state, he couldn’t defeat Odin in his prime.

Nor the Ancient One at her peak.

Bleeding from his arm, blood running from his nose, Thanos pushed himself upright with his double blades.

He glared at the three Transformers before him.

"What do they call you?"

"We are the Transformers."

Known across the universe, they had no reason to hide it.

The answer came blunt and direct.

Thanos nodded.

Then he pulled a gem from his chest and crushed it.

Crack—!

In the next moment, his body dissolved into blue light and vanished.

Black Dwarf ??? ×2

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