The arrival of the Ancient Destruction Day is a bit too fast.

For Donnie now, it is too difficult to deal with that kind of enemy.

Unless he deducts the plot gems and tries his life, if he does that, his only god will not be able to hide his true nature, and countless only gods will come to him and are very happy to pull him away and dissect him.

A demigod-level only god, who was weak to death, was happy to kill Donnie and study his secrets.

Unless he escapes to other universes early, or contacts other kind-hearted gods.

For example, in the fifth dimension, they must be happy to accept Donnie. The fifth king, the fifth queen, Jin Chao and others there are not afraid of the Day of Destruction, and they can completely take Donnie away.

He also has the "old friend" of the troublemaker in the fifth dimension.

"The Ancient Day of Destruction is wise but not IQ. He is a complete high-level beast. It is impossible to kill or imprison him. He can only think of other ways..."

Donny pondered for a moment, pressed his doubts in his heart, and asked, "What should I eat tonight?"

"I want to eat...you!" Wanda leaned against Donny's ear and said softly.

"OK……"

...

Somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean, the Decepticon Base.

In a high-level cultivation warehouse, with the instructions pressed by the operation King Kong, the huge warehouse door opened and a figure walked out from it.

On the purple cultivation bin, there are a large number of extremely complex conduits flowing in many substances, some of which are liquid metals, some are super-energy crystal energy, and some are small parts that are difficult to observe with the naked eye.

These are the nutrients of the new Transformers.

With the input of primitive CNA - just like a human fertilized egg, it has omnipotence - it will continue to grow and eventually become a complete individual under the continuous supply of nutrients.

This is how Transformers were born.

What came out of this special cultivation warehouse was stun, and was attracted by Megatron in the war against criminals in the Phantom Zone and gave him a chance to be promoted.

He looked down at his body that was too strong, and couldn't help but clench his fists, feeling the power of the explosion, and his eyes showed excitement.

【Name:Shit】

【Affiliation: Decepticon】

【Body: Type III (good)】

【Height: 9.2 meters】

【Energy: 12000/47000】

【Tinder: Weak (Growing)】

...

Stun, from a first-level soldier to a powerful warrior with a Type III body, he is simply the best spokesperson for the "Decepticon Dream".

This is what he fought for. Not only did he fight hard on the battlefield, but he also showed his talents, but he also went through life and death in the cultivation warehouse. He finally survived and successfully tapped the potential in his genes.

"Sir, congratulations on your success." A low-level Decepticon warrior said respectfully, revealing envy and reverence.

It's not that simple to be promoted.

Every Transformer has infinite possibilities, but how many people are truly capable of tapping potential? Especially those who are stunning and risk their lives to cross two levels.

During the promotion process, many Transformers are unable to carry the continuous influx of powerful energy and various chaotic and complex resources. The gene chain does not produce positive changes while dying, and the final result is death.

Too many Transformers died in promotion.

It is too rare to cross two levels like stun.

I don’t know how many times I have been patrolling in front of the Gate of Hell, and I have almost died and survived again and again.

"Sir Stun, Lord Megatron is waiting for you." The low-level warrior said respectfully.

The Decepticon soldiers around him also lowered their heads slightly, looking humble.

"No need, I'm here!" Megatron took heavy steps and pushed open the door and walked in. Unconcealed appreciation appeared in his scarlet eyes, "Good job, you didn't disappoint me."

As he said that, he came to the dizzy face, raised one hand and put it on the other person's shoulder, "You have this potential, I did not misread the person."

"Master Viagra..." He was extremely dizzy and excited, stuttering, and could not say anything.

"The war is about to begin, the legions are gathering, and I just need a powerful warrior like you." said Megatron. "If you stand out on the battlefield, you should return to the battlefield and let more people see your horror."

Red Spider walked in at this time, looking at the dizzy and a little surprised with his scrutiny eyes.

It is very rare to have a promotion across two levels in a row.

"Very good, what's your name? From now on, you will join me and I, the wise deputy commander of Red Spider, lead you..."

"No, I will let stun serve as my guard." Megatron did not give any face to Spider and vetoed it on the spot.

Red Spider's expression stopped and quickly recovered. He gave it a skillful way: "Of course, your majesty is supreme, my lord."

Megatron patted his dizzy shoulders heavily, making a dull sound, and his tall dizzy didn't even shake it.

"Red Spider, has the army gathered?" Megatron said in a deep voice.

"Of course, a total of 270,000 soldiers have been assembled and are ready to attack Wakanda across the sea. However, aren't these soldiers enough?" said Red Spider.

Decepticons who enter the violent soldier mode grow very fast, and they are limited by resources and energy.

But 270,000 has completely emptied the Decepticon's family.

There is no way, the body of various models of Transformers is just a big resource-eating business. Various artificial precious metals are too rare and too time-consuming.

Their population base has not yet risen, which has hindered the efficiency of output resources.

The Decepticons' resources all come from the seabed, and various minerals are also excavated from the seabed.

"The Creator will do it, it's not our concern." Megatron glared at Red Spider, then turned around and left.

Red Spider hurriedly followed.

As they went away, the dizzy finally saw a brand new self.

"You've become stronger." A low-level warrior came over and said enviously.

"I will make contributions and make you stronger, surfboard, you are the second closest King Kong, no, the third closest King Kong." Dizzy looked at his brother's surfboard and whispered.

The first thing to be close to is Donnie. The second thing is occupied by Megatron. Now he is dizzy and his mind is full of thoughts of making merit for Megatron.

"No, I can do what you can do, too." The low-level King Kong, named surfboard, refused, put away his envious eyes, and showed a look of eagerness to try in his eyes.

He and Nail were born together, but Nail had already left him far away. He was still wandering in the low-level sequence. How could he be willing to do so?

Sizzle~~~

A scorpion as big as a palm ran over from the corner and skillfully climbed up to his dizzy shoulders.

Saks scorpion, this is a stunning pet, a miscellaneous soldier who is not even a type I warrior - perhaps not even a miscellaneous soldier, this little thing that was accidentally made with scraps.

"Oh, of course, I won't forget you, we will all become stronger." Vertigo looked at his pet and whispered.

The poisonous scorpion screamed, and on its long tail, the delicate small parts kept turning, flashing with a cold light.
Chapter completed!