Unicron Crowned, Alvin the Progenitor!

The moment Megatron bowed his head, the scales of the entire war tipped completely in Alvin.

The Punisher Legion, the Bioroid support army, and the Tyrant support army, under the suppressive orbital fire of the warships, steadily and suffocated their advance, completely extinguishing the Decepticons' last hope of resistance and escape.

Megatron, having submitted, immediately followed instructions and issued a notice of surrender to all Decepticons members.

This news became the final straw. The Decepticons, already suffocating and hopeless, immediately chose to give up resistance.

Each Decepticons member had a special bomb implanted in their chest, along with a biological core monitoring system. If any attempt to resist was detected, the bomb in their chest would completely destroy the AllSpark!

Of course, the Decepticons' surrender did not mean the war was completely over.

Only one enemy remains.

Standing atop the Pyramid, "The Fallen" watches the endless stream of enemy troops pouring up from below, like a desperate tyrant at the end of his Pyramid!

Beside it were Optimus Prime, Sentinel Prime, Nightblade, and Jetfire, the four leaders who were attacking it. Even as the Primal Kong, it felt exhausted at this moment. Every attack and defense it made its already rusty body groan in pain!

When!

The Fallen blocked the Chainsword that came slashing at him with his staff, turned around to deflect the force, and kicked Optimus Prime away. However, he was hit in the back by a cannon shot from Jetfire, staggered a few steps, Sentinel Prime's vicious and ruthless sword was stabbing towards his chest!

Click!

In the moment of crisis, the Fallen to the side, barely avoiding the fire's vitals. Its blade pierced its chest a few inches, which it caught with one hand. "Aaaaaah...!"

With a roar, the Fallen suddenly exerted its strength, pulling the sword that was stuck in its chest out. Its extremely powerful force actually flung Sentinel Prime away.

Sentinel Prime, sent flying backward, crashed into Jetfire. The two tumbled down together, while the Fallen Optimus Prime, who had just gotten up, and slammed his knee into his head, denting the metal!

"No one can... kill me!!!"

The Fallen roared, grabbed Optimus Prime's head with one hand, and slammed him hard into the ground!

Bang!

Of the three, Optimus Prime has the least combat experience.

Therefore, after being suppressed repeatedly, Nightblade hurriedly activated his Chainsword in an attempt to rescue Optimus Prime, but as soon as he took a step, he was controlled by that force!

The Fallen clenched his fists, unleashing a sudden burst of gravity that propelled Nightblade forward at a speed that briefly broke the sound barrier!

In the blink of an eye, all four leaders were defeated!

Unfortunately, even with the defeat of the four leaders, the Fallen still did not have the upper hand, because an endless stream of Bioroid support troops and bio-tyrants had already climbed up the Pyramid!

Come, you lowly creature!

The Fallen roared, it was like a god or demon, slaughtering everything in its path. Those tiny Bioroid and bio-tyrants were nothing but chickens and dogs in front of it!

With a single, casual strike, it can eliminate dozens!

But so what?

The Fallen's stamina and energy were already on the verge of collapse after being worn down several times. It was a formidable fighter, but unfortunately... its stamina was limited, while the number of "insects" in front of it, which seemed to be like a flood, did not seem to decrease at all!

"Lord Alvin, I request permission to lead the Chapter to decapitate the target!" Stuart, the Chapter Master of the Heavenly Punishment Legion, spoke up immediately upon seeing this scene; Alvin was volunteering for the mission.

"No need."

Alvin coldly rejected him.

The Fallen is different from other Transformers; it is the true Primal Kong. Sending only forty Divine Punishers up there would be tantamount to suicide!

Now that the objective of the actual combat has been achieved, there is no need for him to send the Punisher to the Fallen again. After all, every Space Marine is someone he cherishes!

"I'd like to see how many more it can kill." Alvin sneered, completely unconcerned. "Bioroid and tyrants, I can have as many as I want. Let it kill them!"

"If ten thousand isn't enough, then twenty thousand!"

"If 20,000 isn't enough, then 100,000 or 500,000!"

His gaze was icy as he stared at the Fallen King Kong atop the Pyramid, besieged by Bioroid and tyrants yet still fiercely the Fallen. He declared arrogantly, "At worst, I'll just bring in another batch!"

The cost of creating Bioroid and tyrants is incredibly low; they were originally created to serve as support for the Heavenly Punishment Legion during the conquest of other worlds.

He can have as many consumables as he wants!

Would he lack resources? What a joke! The resources from the Xenos and Biohazard worlds alone are enough for him to amass tens or even hundreds of millions of warriors!

Even if the Fallen is incredibly powerful, could he wipe out tens or hundreds of millions of auxiliary troops?

Megatron, standing beside Alvin, felt a pang of sorrow upon hearing Alvin's ruthless command. Heaven knows if they too will suffer the same fate as the auxiliary troops.

But then he saw those Autobots seemed to have high status, and Megatron felt that maybe there was still hope.

Right now, they are defeated and captured, so their treatment is naturally not very good, but in the future... they may not still be slaves!

The battle involving the Fallen lasted from noon until nearly sunset.

No one expected that the Fallen could hold out for so long. The golden afterglow of the setting sun gilded the Pyramid, while the Fallen, standing atop the pyramid, was covered in blood.

Some are tyrants, some are Bioroid.

Its body was covered with horrific wounds, with torn metal everywhere, revealing the pipes inside. But most surprisingly, the defenses of its chest were completely exposed, and the energy core containing the "spark" inside was beating like a heart!

However, all around the Fallen were countless corpses, so many that it was terrifying!

Optimus Prime knelt on the ground, one of his arms torn off; Jetfire lay in the ruins of the collapsed Pyramid, a wound from artillery fire piercing his chest; Sentinel Prime swayed, exhausted.

Everyone is wondering when the Fallen will finally fall.

However, once again, the Fallen, stepping over the corpses, looked up to the sky and let out a mournful and desperate roar!

"I am... the Sky-Shaking Unicron!!!"

The sound was like thunder, with rolling sound waves!

In the final moments before the curtain fell, the Fallen... no, it should be called by its true name, a name cursed and abandoned in the annals of history.

It is the Sky-Shaking Unicron, the Primal Kong!

The entire Pyramid, hundreds of meters high, is covered with the corpses of Bioroid and bio-cyber tyrants, like a stacked throne, while the tyrannical king stands prominently at the top, gripping his scepter.

Even as enemies, Optimus Prime, Jetfire, and Sentinel Prime couldn't help but feel a genuine sense of respect for "Sky-Shaking Unicron"!

"As expected of the Primal Kong..." Sentinel Prime panted heavily, looking down at the treasured sword that had followed him through countless bloody battles. Its blade was riddled with tiny nicks from the fierce fighting, and a complex expression appeared in his eyes.

It's unimaginable how terrifying "Sky-Shaking Unicron" would be in his prime!

No wonder, even when the other six Progenitor joined forces, they were ultimately unable to defeat Sky-Shaking Unicron. They had no choice but to sacrifice themselves, sealing the Matrix of Leadership in an attempt to use time to kill this Corruption Primal Kong.

Unfortunately, time has worn down its body, and this Primal Kong is no longer what it once was.

At this moment, Sky-Shaking Unicron seemed to sense something, and with great effort, he raised his head and looked towards a certain spot on the Pyramid. A figure, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, seemed to be draped in golden light and entered his line of sight.

"It's you, kid."

Looking at Alvin, Sky-Shaking Unicron laughed, "I thought you wouldn't dare show your face in front of me, but I didn't expect... you actually came."

Why don't you dare come?

Alvin's gaze was calm, devoid of any superfluous emotion or sarcasm. He said indifferently, "The final fate of a Primal Kong should naturally be witnessed personally, shouldn't it?"

The Sky-Shaking Unicron swayed, using the Staff of Void to steady himself. He lowered his head and stared at Alvin, then suddenly said in a chilling, sinister voice, "Do you think that I have exhausted my power and therefore cannot kill you?"

"You're welcome to try."

Lightning seemed to dance in Alvin's eyes, and Psychic Power gathered around him. He met Sky-Shaking Unicron's gaze without the slightest fear.

Let alone the current, exhausted the Fallen, even the Fallen before the war, I-class Psyker, would not be easily defeated.

Are you kidding me? He's a tough guy, a survivor of the Khorne Underhive. What kind of big scene hasn't he seen?

Could a mere Primal Kong be as Khorne as Khorne's Brass Fortress?

"Very good!" Under Alvin's gaze, the Sky-Shaking Unicron showed no fear whatsoever, proving that the other party was indeed unafraid. It suddenly burst into laughter. "Good, boy... you are qualified to witness my end!"

"Any last wishes?"

Alvin gazed at the Sky-Shaking Unicron, feeling a slight pang of regret. If he could subdue a Primal Kong, it would be of immense benefit!

Unfortunately, he knew very well that... the Fallen, no, the Sky-Shaking Unicron, absolutely could not subdue him!

It wasn't just that Sky-Shaking Unicron was arrogant and incapable of surrendering; its identity was simply too special... the Progenitor of all Transformers, with such a revered status, how could they possibly trust it?

Subduing Sky-Shaking Unicron is tantamount to planting a landmine next to you that could explode at any moment!

The risk is too high, and the reward is too low!

"A wish..." Sky-Shaking Unicron fell silent for a long time, his eyes somewhat unfocused, as if lost in memories. "Once, I was confident that under my leadership, Cybertron would dominate the universe, but unfortunately, my brothers stopped me."

"Later, Cybertron, having lost its Progenitor, split into the Autobots and Decepticons due to our shared ideals, plunging into an endless war... until Cybertron was completely destroyed, Transformers lost their home."

At this point, Sky-Shaking Unicron snapped out of his reverie and looked at Alvin: "Optimus Prime said you promised them you would rebuild Cybertron, right?"

"Yes, I did promise them that I would rebuild Cybertron's home." Alvin nodded slightly, acknowledging this to their face.

"Alright then..."

Sky-Shaking Unicron seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, turned to look at the "Star Harvester," and said calmly, "You didn't order any artillery fire because of this machine, right?"

"Yes, I need a lot of energy, whether it's to rebuild Cybertron or maintain my army." Alvin made no secret of this. "The Transformers will serve as my army, conquering the galaxy for me, and the 'Star Harvester' is indispensable for that."

Sky-Shaking Unicron crouched down, meeting Alvin's gaze directly. In his eyes, it seemed as if he saw endless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the Purgatory flames of hell burning stars. "Boy, you're not from this universe, are you?"

Does it matter?

Alvin raised the corners of his lips slightly and asked in return.

"Yes, it doesn't matter anymore..." Sky-Shaking Unicron slowly rose, looking at the Transformers around him, a self-deprecating smile appearing on his face, "I have already seen your future, fighting in the burning galactic Purgatory. This may be the end of our race, or it may be... a new hope. It's just a pity that I won't be able to see it."

At this moment, Sky-Shaking Unicron seemed to have finally broken free from madness and returned to his former identity Progenitor.

Seeing its dejected expression, Optimus Prime felt a pang of pity. "You... perhaps you could surrender."

Sentinel Prime couldn't help but glance at Optimus Prime, his lips twitching slightly. He nearly kicked the disciple away, and hissed, "Shut up!"

Sky-Shaking Unicron couldn't help but burst into laughter, glancing at Optimus Prime with a hint of sarcasm. "As expected, you're not suited to be a leader. You're competent as a warrior, but not as a great leader to lead them out of their predicament and rebuild their home!"

Surrender?

Sky-Shaking Unicron knew perfectly well that anyone could surrender, but it couldn't. "I am a remnant of the old era, a part of the failed history of Transformers. In the new era... there should be no one like me!"

"You haven't said your final wish yet."

Alvin looked at the Sky-Shaking Unicron, and although the two sides were still hostile, it did not prevent him from expressing his respect for the Primal Kong.

"Consider it my request."

Sky-Shaking Unicron lowered his gaze, looking at Alvin with a meaningful expression, and slowly said, "Leave those Decepticons; you'll need their power... As the defeated one, I will personally crown you!"

"Coronation?"

Upon hearing this, Alvin was somewhat taken aback.

"Boy, I have a gift for you. Do you dare to accept it?" Sky-Shaking Unicron said proudly, his head held high.

"If you dare to give it to me, what wouldn't I dare to accept?"

Alvin frowned slightly, but his interest was piqued. He wanted to see what gift the dying Primal Kong intended to give him.

"Very well, that's the demeanor a leader should have. I approve of you... Alvin Valshius!"

Sky-Shaking Unicron suddenly raised his hand and, to the astonishment of those around him, plunged it into its chest, forcibly tearing out the pulsating "fire seed" core.

Click!

Liquid splattered and surged, like fresh blood!

The Sky-Shaking Unicron's knees slammed heavily into the ground. Seeing Alvin's shocked expression, it raised its hand and handed him the core. "My Spark Core... Take it. From this day forward, you... Alvin Valshius, are their 'Progenitor'!"

[Item detected: Spark Core]

[Born from the Primus, the seven Primal Kong Cores, personally created by him, are named Sky-Shaking Unicron, capable of controlling gravitational fields, instantaneous teleportation, Energy Shield, and shapeshifting, among other functions.]

[Energy available: 1000 units (replenishment required)]

So this is the true meaning behind Sky-Shaking Unicron's words about "crowning" him!

From this moment on, Alvin effectively possessed the highest authority over the reputation of the Transformers, much like... an emperor!

"Don't let this old man down..."

Sky-Shaking Unicron gazed at him, his voice growing weaker. "Leading the Transformers to rebuild our home... is your responsibility. You are... the last... Progenitor!"

Then.

Sky-Shaking Unicron closed his eyes, his head drooped limply, and his massive body, having lost its support, collapsed to the side with a thud.

The era of Sky-Shaking Unicron has ended!

Next comes a new era, the era of the last Progenitor, "Alvin Valshius"!