Disarm and You Won't Be Killed

On the other side of Earth, atop Hoover Dam, a fierce battle was underway. Optimus Prime and Megatron had truly gone at each other, each desperate to put the other to death.

The Decepticons were stronger in combat, but the Autobots had human assistance. The American military had also realized that Optimus Prime was on their side. Though they had no idea what was going on, that did not stop them from helping Optimus Prime attack the Decepticons.

After all, this was America's territory. Although the forces here had suffered heavy losses, they could still mobilize nearby troops for reinforcements. The endless stream of American soldiers also left the Decepticons hard-pressed to cope.

Of course, even so, faced with the endless Decepticons, the humans and Optimus Prime's side were struggling to hold on and were clearly falling into a disadvantage. At this rate, it would not be long before they were defeated.

"You are no match for me!"

Megatron laughed wildly. Seeing that he was finally about to kill Optimus Prime, that traitor, he was immensely excited.

Traitors deserved no good end!

In Megatron's eyes, Optimus Prime's actions were utterly laughable. He talked about protecting other life forms, yet he could not even protect his own home planet. Who was he trying to impress?

Megatron looked at Optimus Prime the way humans looked at certain extreme environmentalists—nothing but mockery. His so-called ideals were a complete joke.

How could he believe that two entirely different races could live together in peace?

This was nothing more than his wishful thinking. Even if you were genuinely willing to coexist peacefully with humans, did you really think humans would be willing to coexist peacefully with you?

"Optimus Prime, since you want to stop me, then die alongside the humans of Earth!"

Megatron kicked Optimus