Goblin Force

Bumblebee was a little bewildered.

He looked around blankly, completely unable to distinguish the chaotic world where space and time intertwined. Countless hazy, dreamlike lights surged as if alive, circling him and occasionally leaping about. Whenever Bumblebee reached out to touch them, they drifted away again.

After a while, these unknown things floated back toward him, seemingly very curious about Bumblebee's sudden appearance.

"Gurgle gurgle?"

Bumblebee sank into deep confusion and bewilderment. Where was he? Where had that female Celestial thrown him?

The moment he recalled being engulfed by that overwhelming power, immense fear surfaced in Bumblebee's rolling eyes.

It had been terrifying—the collapse and despair of being utterly powerless from the depths of his heart. This was Bumblebee's first personal encounter with power at the eighth level. He would remember this crushing force, which threw his systems into disorder, for the rest of his life.

The psychological trauma was enormous.

Bumblebee slowly tumbled through this unknown chaos. Though calling it tumbling was not quite right, because there was no distinction between up, down, left, or right here—no passage of time, no shifts in space.

The seemingly living things surrounding him observed him for a long time. Just as Bumblebee began to think they were harmless, they immediately bared their vicious fangs.

The first cloud of hazy energy cautiously approached, like a dog sniffing a stranger to judge whether they were friend or foe, even assessing their strength. The next second, it pounced viciously, launching a frenzied attack on Bumblebee.

His yellow mechanical body proved utterly unable to withstand it, collapsing at the first touch before the vast haze.

Very soon, the attack seemed to send out some sort of "edible" signal. Vast swathes of haze descended into frenzy and madness. As though they had discovered some delicacy that obsessed