A Terrifying Thought

Over an hour later, three Golden Eagle transport ships landed in an open area somewhere within the Arctic Circle.

Just as they had on the way there, Sun Cheng and the others boarded the transport ships again and began flying toward South America under the protection of two Golden Eagle Fighter Ships that had already entered the atmosphere.

Compared to the journey there, the transport ship's cabin was much quieter.

In a single clash, eight high-ranking warriors had been lost here.

For Sun Cheng and the others, this was a devastating defeat unlike any they had suffered in a long time.

"Bruticus... another giant combiner..."

Sun Cheng clenched his fists irritably, his mood exceedingly grim.

Onslaught's return was only the beginning for him.

According to the intelligence they had, Shockwave, who was leading part of the Decepticon Corps' main force, was already close to reaching the Solar System.

Not long ago, the Autobots also seemed to have awakened their former leader, Sentinel Prime—someone who was extremely hostile toward the Decepticons.

They had even discovered evidence in Earth's Arctic region suggesting that the Quintessons had once visited this planet.

"This world is becoming more and more unfamiliar!"

After brooding over it for a long time, Sun Cheng simply closed his eyes and leaned back inside the transport ship to think.

Having been at the center of several electromagnetic pulse bomb explosions, his body was now severely damaged, with electrical sparks occasionally leaping from it.

Giant combiners were among the few problems they still had no way of dealing with at this stage. Though these war beasts were not indestructible, their formidable firepower and terrifying strength meant that, before the energy within them was depleted, even leader-class warriors had no choice but to avoid their edge.

It was foreseeable that with Onslaught