"Sentinel Prime is dead?"
On the arsenal ship converted from a Kirov-class nuclear-powered cruiser, Sun Cheng and several of his elite warriors stared blankly at the screen.
When Base Two was first established, Sun Cheng had ordered the base's central control AI to create and gradually improve a database on the Autobots and Decepticons.
Neither he nor his subordinates had ever faced Sentinel Prime.
But as the Autobots' former leader and Cybertron's most powerful leader-class warrior, even though Base Two lacked more detailed data on him for further comparison—
Sun Cheng had still classified him among the strongest leaders based on the information he had gathered.
Yet now, this most powerful leader-class warrior had fallen before their very eyes.
"Sentinel Prime is dead!"
Though still shocked, Sun Cheng recovered far more quickly than the warriors under his command.
His gaze remained fixed on the footage continuously transmitted by the drones, but his mind was already racing.
Sentinel Prime had undoubtedly been one of the most significant destabilizing factors on Earth.
His death meant that there would no longer be a second voice within the Autobots.
With Optimus Prime's current strength, all dissenters had only two choices: submit or be expelled.
And Sun Cheng had always shown sufficient goodwill toward Optimus Prime.
Given his consistent conduct, the relationship between them and the Autobots would surely improve greatly in the future.
As for any so-called alliance, Sun Cheng had stopped insisting on one ever since he began sorting through Cybertron's history.
The grudges between the Decepticons and Autobots, born from racial conflict, were far more complicated than he had imagined.
Since forcing certain things would only bring endless turmoil, and they were not absolutely necessary anyway—
Sun Cheng felt it would be better to let nature take its course.
However!
His gaze