Beams of energy began converging, forming an enormous portal in Earth's outer space. A dazzling spectacle of color appeared in the once-deep void of the cosmos. If the circumstances had been different, it would have been a rare wonder, and countless men and women would probably have used the occasion to make promises they had a ninety-percent chance of never keeping, then contributed their wallets to the hotel industry.
But at this moment, both the Autobots and humanity stared rigidly at the sky above, without the slightest hint of leisurely curiosity.
Luo Xia had activated the teleportation array. What exactly would it summon? Would it destroy Earth? This was a matter that gripped the hearts of billions.
The Decepticon members, however, were all rather uninterested. They knew perfectly well that this was not about summoning Cybertron to achieve the great revival of machine civilization. Their boss simply wanted to find a way home.
The claim that they were robots from another universe was something the Decepticons did not really believe either. But just as the Autobots might not agree with Optimus Prime's saintly ways yet still followed him through life and death, Luo Xia had beaten the entire Cybertron into submission with his fists. Whatever their boss said went; they did not dare offer a single word of objection.
The spatial portal opened, yet nothing seemed visible within it. There was only profound darkness, as though something enormous were churning inside. Layer after layer of drifting shadows inspired dread in anyone who looked upon them.
Simply witnessing such a sight filled one with an incomprehensible sense of chaos.
"Is this power still not enough to pierce through the barriers between dimensions?" Luo Xia frowned.
Gritting his teeth, Luo Xia flew directly beyond the atmosphere. Looking at that empty portal, he