"All right."
At Ironhide's words, Optimus Prime nodded and ordered, "Sentinel Prime, deploy the Suicide Legion."
"All right."
Sentinel Prime pressed a button, and an opening appeared beneath each of the three Cybertronian battleships. Three dazzling beams of Space Light descended. When the light faded, three orderly formations appeared before the demons.
"They're not robots?"
The demons were somewhat surprised. Those formations consisted not of robots but of green-skinned beastmen, with roughly a thousand in each formation.
The beastmen's equipment was crude: simple leather armor, swords, and sabers. They did not even have Energy Guns. Compared with the fully armed Mechanical Soldiers, they were practically an army of beggars.
Still, crude as the beastmen's equipment was, it was no worse than that of the ordinary demons—the ordinary demons were even more poorly equipped, little more than a ragtag army. It was a sad state of affairs.
"Kill!"
Without another word, the three beastman armies raised their weapons and charged at the Demon Army.
Naturally, the Demon Army showed no fear and immediately met their charge. Soon, the beastmen and demons were locked in a chaotic melee.
The beastmen's combat strength was mediocre, not even equal to one Captain America, but they could heal themselves. As a result, they were not at a disadvantage and traded blows evenly with the demons.
The demons failed to notice that the Transformers were moving away from the beastmen. Excitement gleamed in their eyes, as though they were anticipating a good show.
Once the beastmen were fully mixed in among the Demon Army, dazzling red light suddenly shone from all their bodies, and their temperatures rapidly rose.
The demons realized something was wrong, but it was too late. The beastmen all exploded with thunderous booms, turning their surroundings into an inferno. Countless scorching fragments swept