Gravely Wounded

Like a meteorite crashing down.

The attacker, known as Shadow, drank dragon blood potion, used a dragon transformation scroll, and channeled his life and will into a single, burning attack, using himself as a weapon in a desperate gamble.

The target was the alchemical weapon that Kang De relied on to defeat the Twilight Moon Expeditionary Force and annihilate the three dragons.

The dragon girl on the bed instantly realized the key point.

Even she couldn't help but secretly exclaim in admiration, "Brilliant!"

Such an attack was extremely powerful, combining a rare and precious magical potion, a dragon scroll that was extremely difficult to carve and create, and a clearly extraordinary expert. All three were extremely rare, and when the power of these three was combined, it unleashed a momentary burst of dazzling light, forcing even her to temporarily avoid its edge.

An attack that cannot hit its target is useless, no matter how powerful it is.

Therefore, the target is not Kang De.

Among all the intelligence reports about Kang De from various countries and organizations on the continent, what is highlighted is his bizarre and powerful spatial ability, which is unpredictable, impossible to intercept, imprison, or even predict.

It was precisely this invisible and elusive teleportation ability that allowed Kang De's Forbidden Spell to exert such a powerful deterrent effect, causing terror among nations. Just as developing mushrooms only qualifies a country as having nuclear weapons, developing high-speed, long-range, and stealthy mushroom delivery capabilities is what makes a country a nuclear superpower.

This assassin's life-burning strike, though powerful, would be easily escaped by Kang De even if it landed. Missing would be pointless, a waste of the hard-earned assassins he had cultivated and subdued, as well as the priceless potions and scrolls... No one would make such a losing proposition.

It's better to choose a goal that you're more confident about achieving.

For example, the alchemical weapon that played a crucial role in the Battle of Danfeng Lucerne.

Numerous thoughts flashed through Dragon Girl's mind. She had already sat up in bed. If we follow the logic of whoever benefits the most is the most suspicious, then if Kang De's alchemical chariot was destroyed by the assassin, then the dragon race would inevitably have to take the blame. After all, dragonification and dragon blood are too obvious and there is no way to deny it.

Destroying this alchemical weapon would also be of the greatest benefit to the dragon race.

After all, the mainland nations feared Forbidden Spell more than this alchemical weapon, while only Dragon Island feared this alchemical weapon more than the forbidden Forbidden Spell. This was determined by the national conditions and nature of the two countries.

In a flash, she no longer cared about her extremely shameful clothes and was about to intercept him when A Xing, who was next to Kang De, suddenly turned around, his murderous aura chilling and undisguised.

The Dragon Girl was taken aback at first, and was about to explain when, in an instant, Kang De had already opened the spatial portal and rushed into the White Mist World. He had left a spatial anchor point inside Horus's body!

Driven by the torrent of time, he cleaved open a spatial portal. Kang De's figure moved like light, without stopping for a moment. He opened a spatial anchor point from the White Mist World, intending to travel into Horus's body and drag his Iron Son directly back to the White Mist World!

The next moment, he returned to another world from the White Mist World, but the surroundings were not the same as inside the car. The cool night air rushed into his nose, and Kang De found himself in mid-air. A car seat crashed down and hit the roof. When he looked up, he saw a dark red Shadow surrounded by crimson dragon flames falling like a meteor!

Everything happened in an instant. After sensing Kang De's disappearance, Horus immediately understood its father's plan. Without hesitation, it threw out the seat that was anchored to the spatial coordinates, because there was no time to lose!

The thrusters reversed, violently ejecting thrust to provide counter-thrust. Horus raised his great shield and retreated as far as he could. At the same time, the Sword Saint Cascading Snow thrust his sword into the sky. Seeing that Kang De was gone, A Xing no longer needed to guard against the Dragon Girl and immediately went all out to help. A moment later, an invisible ripple also shot out from Kang De's room.

The powerful guards protecting Maple Leaf Palace activated a magic array that had been strengthened over hundreds of years, but lightning flashed and thunder roared, and in the blink of an eye, meteors crashed down. Only the attacks of the closest three —Sword Saint Cascading Snow, A Xing, and Dragon Girl —could barely reach them. The three of them could have withstood the attack head-on—but there was no time to confront it directly!

Even from Kang De's perspective of accelerated time, all of this happens in the blink of an eye.

He saw the three attacks strike the falling meteor almost simultaneously from the side, kicking up large plumes of crimson smoke that dimmed the intense blood-red light. But the unstoppable blow still crashed down with its momentum, unleashing a burst of fierce lightning and frost.

Electric current and low temperature.

There are also violent physical impacts.

In an instant, it shattered Horus's shield and engulfed the rapidly retreating Transformers.

He heard a loud bang, and the Autobots staggered backward, scattering large pieces of parts. Thick smoke and flames erupted, and sparks flew continuously. The Man of Steel took a few steps back and crashed to the ground.

A Xing and Sword Saint Cascading Snow had already rushed forward, their sword energy tearing and their long staffs sweeping, completely shredding the remaining Shadow. The unknown attacker vanished into nothingness.

Kang De moved swiftly and rushed to Horus's side.

His face was ashen, his gaze sharp as a sword, and his hands trembled slightly. He was clearly furious. Who could have imagined that in the blink of an eye, a sudden change would occur, and Horus would suffer a severe blow?

"How about it?"

His voice was calm and concise, without uttering any profanities or complaining about why Horus had thrown out the spatial anchor point—which was pointless. He knew Iron Son's decision and calculations. In hindsight, if he had teleported into Horus's body at that time, perhaps the terrifying and powerful bombardment would have already hit them before they even had a chance to teleport to the White Mist World together.

There's no point in saying more now that things have come to this.

Iron Son exhaled a puff of black smoke, and several screws were thrown out. "Not good."

Half of its body was smashed, with oil pipes, wires, and transmission structures scattered everywhere, occasionally spewing sparks. It tried to sit up, but failed, and exhaled another puff of black smoke. "Damn..."

Kang De frowned, reached out and pressed his hand against the windshield on Iron Son's chest, and focused his attention on sensing.

Horus was created by him using the Power of the Fire Thief, incorporating the mysterious Element of the White Mist World, and had a mysterious telepathic connection with him. At this moment, by concentrating his senses, he sensed that the other's power was rapidly dissipating... from this broken Man of Steel.

A Xing and the Sword Saint Cascading Snow stopped behind. The entire Maple Leaf Palace was in an uproar, and countless people rushed over, but Horus's injury was the most important thing.

Kang De picked up a pebble from the ground, attached it to the anchor point, and tossed it to the A Xing behind him. The Kang De A Xing nothing more. With a flash of light, he and Horus disappeared from the spot.

The world had changed, and it was now another world. Kang De brought Horus to a stop on the wide runway of Comora Airport. In the distance, a wall of fog surged, and White Mist gathered from all directions, drilling into Horus's body. Iron Son suddenly let out a groan like he was in a sauna and sighed deeply.

"That was close..."

He spoke slowly.

The chest panel opened, and the heavy helmet covering his head and face fell down. Kang De looked over and realized it looked familiar. The core of the Transformers's Spark was protected by layers of protective plates engraved with dragon patterns. It was the part that he had passively Extraction the dragon corpse Battle of Danfeng Lucerne and engraved for Horus.

The core essence of its power was used by the Iron Son for self-preservation and protection.

That's why the other parts of the body were so badly damaged, while the core system did not suffer serious damage.

Kang De breathed a sigh of relief. From the perspective of the Fire Thief, the omnipresent, powerful White Mist surged into Horus's body, replenishing the power that had been consumed and dissipated. However, energy is energy, and the body is the body. The shattered Man of Steel did not grow and repair itself out of thin air; it remained the same as before.

It resembles the beggar's outfit skin of Megatron III.

He frowned slightly.

Watching helplessly as Iron Son was beaten to a pulp by a self-destructing bastard, he sensed Horus's safety through the mysterious telepathic connection between father and son. Therefore, his anger outweighed his grief. Although Iron Son looked rather pathetic, he was, after all, a Transformers fan. Optimus Prime had always been beaten to a pulp; only the one with a lower budget fared slightly better...

It's a mechanical being, the ultimate cybernetic entity. Losing limbs is nothing to it.

However, he only realized something now.

In the movie, he saw Optimus Prime get beaten to a pulp, but in the next movie he's full of life and even has a new skin—but how did he manage that?

Who was responsible for repairing the Transformers? Was it the Ratchet? How was it repaired? Who supplied the parts and components, and how were they manufactured? Did humans help? What was the logistics system like?

In the movie, this is a minor detail; after all, people come to see explosions, not a documentary about the Autobots. But in the present context, it becomes a major issue...

He said, "How are you going to fix this?"

Horus had been injured in the previous battles alongside Iron Son, but those were only superficial wounds. At most, he would dismantle some armored vehicle shells, weld them together, patch them up, and then have Kang De help Extraction the enchantments, and that would be it... But this severe injury is clearly a major undertaking.

As expected, Horus struggled for a moment, then said helplessly, "I don't know. There are so many damaged parts and systems; I have absolutely no clue what to do. It can't be fixed immediately..."

Kang De pointed to the fighter jets and armored vehicles parked at the airport. "Are these suitable?"

Horus glanced at it, his electronic eyes flashing, knowledge flowing through Tacitus. He paused for a moment, then slowly shook his head. "It takes time... I need to think about it carefully."

If we consider Transformers as a technological creation, the technological power they contain is far beyond the reach of modern industry and science. Now that Horus is seriously injured, repairing the damage involves deep technology, and even if we simply copy the design, it will be difficult to do it well in a short time.

Kang De said decisively, "Let's figure something out together."

Iron Son smiled and reassured him, "Father, don't worry, it's not a big problem."

The father and son looked at each other in silence for a moment.

In any case, we suffered a great loss tonight.

Just three days ago, they were roaming freely across thousands of miles, slaughtering indiscriminately, intimidating Twilight Moon, and sweeping through thousands of troops. Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye they would be reduced to this embarrassing state, only able to stare at each other here.

Before the Iron Son could speak, Kang De slowly said, "The road ahead is still long."

The Transformers nodded.

Although in fighter jet form, they can bombard dragons and destroy armies, they ultimately rely on the power of modern weapons. The characteristics of modern human weaponry are that they are powerful yet fragile, omnipotent yet extremely dependent on logistics. Advanced fighter jets can strike at supersonic speeds and engage in beyond-visual-range combat, but they are extremely vulnerable. A salvo from a rocket launcher can turn a deadly inferno into a sea of fire, but if they are discovered by the enemy, they are basically doomed.

So tonight, facing a powerful opponent's life-burning onslaught, Horus was caught off guard and ultimately suffered a loss.

The Transformers said, "The spear is sharp enough, but the shield hasn't kept up."

This is also a characteristic of modern weaponry.

Firearms have long since brought this conflict to an end.

Kang De pondered for a moment, then said, "When you're repaired, use better materials."

"Um."

Iron Son said, "Father, you should go back. There are still many things to do in the other world."

Kang De said, "No rush, I've reversed time. Now the flow of time in the White Mist World is the same as on Earth, equivalent to one-seventh of that in the other world..."

"That's about right. I'll handle the rest myself. First, we need to conduct a systematic assessment of the damage... Father can't be of much help here anyway."

Horus said, "However, I will at least lose my fighting ability for a period of time. And what about the other world..."

"Don't think about that," Kang De interrupted, "I know what I'm doing."

"... Um."

Horus's temporary loss of fighting ability would bring additional trouble. Kang De calmed himself down, took a few deep breaths, and said, "Then I'll go back first, and come see you again later."

"Take care, Father."

"Besides..."

"Um?"

Thank you so much.

After saying this, Kang De tore through space and disappeared.

In the White Mist World, Horus leaned against a wall, half-lying down, and suddenly exhaled a long breath.

"Damn... that was close, I was almost scared to death."

It wasn't referring to the attack that caused the collapse, but rather to what happened before that.

To my shame, he gave A Xing relationship advice not only to help his father, but also to leave behind some precious video footage to record his father's daily life as a memento.

For example, tonight, seeing A Xing leading the Dragon Girl back, it secretly approached its father's room, pulled out a camera and recording equipment, intending to record its father's youth as an important tool for future father-son communication, and then...

Then bullets from the M134 Minigun whizzed out of the window of the father's room.

The rate of fire of 6,000 rounds per minute almost destroyed its camera.

Amidst the hail of bullets, he also heard his father's roar, "Horus!"

Feeling guilty, it covered its head and ran away, resolutely shouting from the bottom of its heart, "Daddy, I was wrong," before noticing the assassin who had sneaked in at some unknown time.

Thinking back on what had just happened, he was filled with mixed emotions. Looking down at his broken body, he realized that if he hadn't been beaten so badly that his father was filled with guilt and anger and hadn't had time to investigate the matter, then at this moment, given his father's cunning and wisdom, he probably wouldn't have been able to keep this a secret.

"That was close, that was close..."

It muttered to itself, "If Father asks about it later, I'll just pretend I've lost my memory."

Having made his decision, Horus's gaze became empty and vacant. The vast knowledge within Tacitus swept through the processor as Horus searched for a way to repair his body.

A ghostly light flashed, and Kang De returned to another world.

This isn't over yet.

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PS1: Update... Ah, it's so hard to find the right balance; too light or too heavy, it's no good. Time for bed.