Predicament

West Africa, somewhere within a primeval forest.

Optimus Prime reached out and flicked away a venomous snake crawling up his body, then continued deeper into the dense forest.

This uninhabited primeval forest in West Africa was indeed a dangerous place for humans.

Venomous snakes and savage beasts roamed freely, and there were countless swamps and poisonous plants.

But Optimus Prime was a Cybertronian—and a powerful Autobot leader.

Wolves, cheetahs, venomous snakes, and poisonous insects were all beneath his notice. The only ones worthy of even a little of his attention were those old enemies he had fought for millions of years.

"You've followed me for so long. Are you still planning to keep following me?"

Having reached the depths of the forest, he casually used the weapon in his hand to hack down several towering trees more than twenty meters tall.

Optimus Prime suddenly stopped and turned his gaze toward a patch of dense forest to his left, impatience already creeping into his voice. "I'm no longer the leader of the Autobots. Decepticons, are you sure you still want to fight?"

His answer came in the form of a piercing shriek from the woods.

Then eight vicious-looking Decepticons roared as they burst out of the forest to his left.

Their objective was clear. Some wielded energy cannons, opening fire on Optimus Prime from over a hundred meters away through gaps between the trees.

Others brandished weapons such as blades and war hammers, charging at him while recklessly smashing apart the surrounding trees and shrubs.

Optimus Prime's expression turned cold. Without the slightest fear, he gripped his weapon and charged forward.

He was the first to meet the fastest-rushing Decepticon. His weapon easily knocked aside the sickle hurled by the enemy, while his left hand transformed into an energy cannon and