Boom!
An explosion sounded from outside.
A huge silver-white figure swept in in the form of a fighter jet. It deftly rolled through the air, the parts on its body instantly transforming and switching forms. By the time it landed, it had become a giant humanoid Mechanical Body.
"Humans, this is Cybertron's territory. Everything here belongs to Megatron!" The Mechanical Body's voice boomed through the vast treasury. Along with his words came the dazzling glow gathering at a cannon muzzle.
Boom!
Another explosion rang out.
The Blonde Man sprang into the air as if springs had been installed beneath his feet. The spot where he had been standing was struck by flashing plasma.
"Insectoids!"
The Blonde Man reacted quickly, but Megatron was faster. The Blonde Man was met midair by a barrage of missiles and a spinning blade flying toward him.
Dense firelight instantly filled the entire space, making the surrounding shelves rattle violently.
"Get that hammer ahead!"
The Blonde Man, who had leapt awkwardly out of the explosion, immediately received Metallic Voice's warning. Following the direction indicated, he saw a black, long-handled war hammer. It lay diagonally across a shelf, looking utterly plain.
"You want me to fight that thing with a hammer? Am I supposed to smash it?" Though the Blonde Man complained a little, his movements did not slow in the slightest. His shoes once again granted him immense jumping power. He crossed more than ten meters in the blink of an eye through an irregular advance, then grabbed the hammer's long handle without hesitation.
"Genetic verification failed."
"Weapon automatically locked."
"Functional modules refused activation."
Before the Blonde Man's astonished eyes, a Consciousness Sound connected with his Mental Consciousness and coldly delivered its notification. In that brief moment of shock, Megatron's massive body had already caught up.