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Optimus Prime and the others swiftly transformed into towering Autobot forms, forming a circle around Merlin to protect him as they watched the Lizardmen and Decepticon members pouring in from the surrounding streets with grim expressions.
"Click! Click!" Weapons sprang out one after another as they went on alert.
"Where are the Game Platform players? I think we've run into a Hell-difficulty stage. We need support." Stark hovered overhead, his tone relaxed but weighed down by gravity.
There were so many Lizardmen that even he felt uneasy.
"It'll probably take some time. My location has been exposed to the whole city now. They'll come sooner or later." Since the Lizardmen had spotted him first, and there were so many of them, it was easy for some of them to split off and surround him.
As for the players, setting aside their numbers, not everyone liked playing the main quest.
A lot of players probably still had no idea what was happening, either cruising around in cars somewhere or camping with sniper rifles.
"The military and members of our department are also coming to support us, but..." Natasha glanced around, then at the few members of her own team. The meaning was obvious.
The difference in numbers and strength was too great. They might not be able to hold out until then.
"What's in your bag? Can you give it back to them?" Tony asked, looking at the backpack in Merlin's arms.
Without Megatron and the other aliens pursuing them, they could still escape once they took to the air.
"No. If he gets it, every electrical appliance and machine on Earth will turn into Cybertronian bio-robots. That would be far more troublesome than a city full of Lizardmen." Natasha immediately shook her head, her tone resolute.
As an agent,