Lynn drew the Space Blade, and the supreme powerhouse's corpse fell from the sky.
The powerful figures around him froze.
Our boss... just died like that?!
Then... what were they supposed to do?
"Lord Lei... Lord Lei is dead?"
A middle-aged mage's hand trembled as he gripped his staff.
He had seen the supreme powerhouse pierced through by that transparent blade. He had seen him fall from the sky. He had seen those insects gnaw him down to bare bones in an instant.
"Impossible... Lord Lei was at the peak of Starshine. How could he possibly..."
Before he could finish, a Psychic Ray swept over him.
The mage's expression froze.
His body remained standing where it was, but his pupils had already gone unfocused.
His soul had completely dissipated...
"Run! Run!"
Someone finally came to their senses and shouted before turning to flee.
That shout seemed to flip some kind of switch. The powerful figures who had been attacking moments ago instantly collapsed into panic.
"Run!"
"We can't stop them! We can't stop them at all!"
"Back to the city! Defend the city! Wait for reinforcements from the main planet!"
Some charged toward the ground, some flew into the distance, and some burrowed directly into the earth in an attempt to hide.
Formations, coordination, united hatred for the enemy—none of it mattered anymore.
Staying alive was what mattered!
But they could not escape.
Megatron squeezed through the breach and crashed straight into the ground like a meteor, making the earth shudder upon impact.
It raised its head, looked at the little insects scattering in all directions, and unleashed a torrent of molten dragon breath.
Dark-gold flames swept through the crowd. Several powerful figures did not even have time to scream before turning directly into charcoal.
The Decepticon did not rush