Everything Was Ready-All That Was Missing Was the Final Push!

M41.999, Pertita, the Death World.

While the 1433rd Air Regiment of the Cadian Shock Troops was fighting desperately against the Tyran Vanguard Fleet, Alvin arrived quietly on this desolate planet with only 7 Void Dragon!

Because this was Death World, he wasn't attacked despite being very close to Tyran, which suited him perfectly.

Alvin was here to prepare a "surprise" gift for the main force of Tyran's Hive Fleet Leviathan!

Using the Transformers ' "Space Bridge" to build a transfer device between the two worlds, he certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to set up the arsenal here.

Through the portal, a large number of Transformers mechanical warriors are pouring into Pertita. In order to avoid Tyran's detection, all the machines are in standby mode, and the weapons are assembled before being transported over.

For a time, the harsh weather conditions in Pertita became a natural cover!

Tyran never expected that someone would conjure up a massive army "out of thin air" right under their noses!

Next, Alvin looked up at the sky. He needed to wait for an opportunity, an opportunity to drag the Tyranid Swarm into the abyss!

While the Transformers were busy setting up their respective positions, Void Dragon Optimus Prime and Megatron seemed to be getting restless!

Alvin suddenly noticed that the Void Dragon's eyes seemed a little strange.

How can I describe it?

It's like a person who has been starving for a long time suddenly encountering a feast of delicacies; they are filled with greed, thirst, and madness. If it weren't for the magical restraint, this C'tan would probably have pounced on it long ago!

"Alvin, where did you find such a 'delicious' race?" If it weren't for the armor, the Void Dragon would be drooling right now, its greedy gaze undisguised in its hollowed-out eye sockets.

Oh no, how could I have forgotten about that!

Alvin then realized that the authority of the Void Dragon was related to machinery and technology, and many people even speculated that the "Omnissiah" worshipped by the Mechanicus was actually the Void Dragon!

No wonder this guy almost couldn't move when he saw Transformers. Transformers are silicon-based life forms, and they even have the most important "soul"!

"Damn it, I was so focused on keeping an eye on the Necron that I forgot they're also eyeing the Transformers!" Alvin slapped his forehead, kicked one of them, and said irritably, "I'm warning you, don't cause me any trouble. They're all my people. If you dare eat one, you can expect to be back in jail!"

"Let me have one!" The Void Dragon's tone held a rare hint of humility. "Just one, that blue mechanical lifeform, let me taste its soul—you're not C'tan, you can't feel how tempting its soul is to me!"

"No!"

Alvin firmly refused. There was no room for negotiation. The Transformers were his people, not food; how could he just give them away to eat?

What's more, that's Brother Pillar!

To be honest, this thing has a really sharp eye. Out of so many Transformers, it picked out Optimus Prime at a glance. He's the "protagonist"!

"Just one! I'll only eat one!" The Void Dragon still wouldn't give up, leaning closer and saying, "I can feel it. If I eat their souls, I can make up for what I'm missing, and it will benefit you too!"

"Oh?"

Alvin's impatient expression paused slightly, as if his interest had been piqued.

"You should know that I hold authority over machinery." The Void Dragon paused, his eyes filled with longing, "But I lack 'life.' I can only create machines, but I cannot give them life."

But these mechanical lifeforms are different; I can sense that their souls contain a kind of life rule!

"So?" Alvin frowned. He naturally knew that the Transformers' souls originated from Primus, but what did that have to do with C'tan?

"If you allow me to devour them, I will comprehend the final layer of rules, creating living machines with souls, eternally immortal bodies, and emotional souls. They will become a race far surpassing the Necron, and even dominating the entire universe will not be a problem. And you—will become the supreme creator!"

Is the soul of Transformers really that powerful?

Imagine a being possessing human creativity, combined with the immortal body of Necron, and a reproductive rate comparable to that of the Tyran —what a terrifying existence that would be!

Isn't this just mechanical ascension?!

Alvin was startled, a chill running down his spine, but he remained outwardly calm and firmly shook his head. "I said no, and that's final. You can ask me tens of thousands of times, but it's still no!"

Seeing that "Pillar Bro" was no longer viable, Void Dragon remained undeterred and set its sights on another:

How about this one? Is this okay?

Alvin glanced at it and was speechless, because it was Megatron who had his eye on it!

They really know how to pick people, Optimus Prime and Megatron, they seem to only target the leaders, don't they?

"No way!" he said impatiently. "Shut up and stop bothering me. Do you want to extend the time limit?!"

This finally shut the Void Dragon up.

However, judging from his expression, he seemed somewhat unwilling. After all, how could he possibly give up something that could allow "C'tan" to advance further and make up for his own shortcomings?

"Fine—I can give you a chance."

Alvin rubbed his temples, saying helplessly, "But not by devouring them, but by another one—I can assure you, its soul will be even better!"

"Real?!"

Upon hearing this, the Void Dragon's tone rose sharply. He had already given up hope and planned to secretly devour one, thinking that at worst he would spend a few hundred more years in prison!

He thought it was worth it to trade the chance to redeem himself for hundreds of years in prison, but unexpectedly, things took a turn for the better, and he actually had a chance?

"Hmph, you think I can't see through your thoughts?" Alvin looked at him and sneered, "I can give you one chance to devour, but I also want to warn you, if you dare to devour any of them behind my back, you can forget about ever getting out again. I'll seal you in the Blackstone Prison and throw you into a black hole in another universe. If you don't believe me—you can try!"

The Void Dragon's consciousness trembled slightly. Looking at Alvin's serious expression, which didn't seem like a joke, a chill ran down its spine.

Not daring to have any further thoughts. "Yes—I understand."

"Remember this."

Alvin raised his hand and patted the Void Dragon's face, saying expressionlessly, "You can only take what I give you. What I don't give you... you'd better not even have any thoughts about it!"

This extremely humiliating method, however, allowed the Void Dragon to witness Alvin's ruthlessness as a human.

At the same time, he also put away his little schemes.

After finishing his stern rebuke of the Void Dragon, Alvin slowly said, "The soul I prepared for you is that of a god of their race. When the time is right, you will be allowed to devour it, but that depends on your performance."

He's incredibly good at making empty promises.

As for the Progenitor, the "Quintessa" who appeared in the poem and telegram long ago, he should be able to satisfy the C'tan's appetite!