Tragedy Always Escalates

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two missiles came hurtling towards him, and Russell instinctively chose to evade them. Megatron was not Starscream. Recalling the Battle of Los Angeles, his powerful firepower still made Russell shudder.

Rumble!!

The missile exploded behind Russell. He ignored the four or five Decepticon who surrounded him and kept his eyes fixed on Megatron.

Chirp chirp!

Megatron completed his transformation and stood upright in mid-air with the help of his back thrusters. His crimson eyes were fixed on Russell, his hostility obvious.

Have I offended this guy?

Russell thought for a moment, and it seemed that there was no connection between Russell and Skyfire. The person who killed Megatron on the Los Angeles battlefield was Starscream, and it had nothing to do with Russell... no, it had nothing to do with Skyfire.

"Parademon, I've been looking for you for a long time." Megatron grinned maliciously, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs.

"You've mistaken me for someone else. I'm Skyfire, not some Parademon." Russell shook his head decisively. This nose, these eyes, and this massive oil pipeline—how could it resemble a human?

"Snort!"

Russell denied it, Megatron said nothing more. He waved his hand to disperse the Decepticon beside him, and he wanted to fight Russell one-on-one.

This is the biggest difference between Megatron and Starscream. Starscream has a strong team spirit, adhering to the principle that many hands make light work, and will never participate if there aren't enough people. Unlike Megatron, who, despite being a leader, always charges to the front lines in every battle.

Whoosh!

Megatron did not approach rashly; instead, he raised his hand and fired a missile.

A deafening roar suddenly erupted, and Megatron followed closely behind the missile, his massive body breaking the sound barrier and leaving a trail of white air. At the same time, his right arm transformed into a metal blade with a cannon, the Blade pointing directly at the AllSpark in Russell's chest.

With such an obvious attack route, Russell felt it would be a disservice to Megatron's cooperation not to fire a few shots, so he immediately revealed his arm weapon.

Boom! Boom! Boom—

And so, missiles roared forth, raining down on Megatron. Explosions erupted in bursts of orange-red fireballs, black smoke obscured the sky, and shockwaves forced several Decepticon to retreat.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Just as their vision blurred, several missiles shot out from the black smoke and struck them precisely. A burst of fire and light erupted, and before they could even comprehend what had happened, they were engulfed in smoke, spinning as they plummeted to the ground.

"When you were fighting me, you actually dared to get distracted and attack someone else."

Megatron burst out of the black smoke and charged in front of Russell. He thrust his longsword straight at Russell, parrying the spear that was blocking his attack. With a sneer, he lowered his blade and suddenly opened fire at close range.

Rumble!

The shockwave from the explosion forced Russell to retreat repeatedly. He felt that Megatron was much more ferocious than before, and wondered if he was deliberately trying to get revenge, as both attacks were designed to kill a thousand enemies while injuring eight hundred of his own.

Call!

A deafening roar swept over them. Russell raised his spear to block the Meteor Hammer, facing Megatron's sharp blade directly. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. His back thrusters accelerated, and he leaped away from the blade, delivering a powerful kick to Megatron's face.

Sizzle!!

A deafening metallic scraping sound rang out, and several white marks instantly appeared on Megatron's neck and head, with shattered metal fragments flying everywhere.

If he were a human, he would be disfigured.

Megatron shook his head, his electronic eyes locked onto Russell, and his jetpack accelerated to catch up.

The two clashed while flying at high speed, their melee weapons colliding and sparking, with occasional loud explosions.

Following the principle of not wasting ammunition, Russell led Megatron around the defensive shield, dragging one unfortunate Decepticon after another into the battle.

These Decepticon were all elite warriors with considerable strength, but they were no match for the leaders in the battlefield. Their shields were shattered by Russell, and they were torn to pieces by the rampaging Megatron.

"Coward! Fight me seriously!!" Megatron was furious, having barely managed to hit Russell a few times and losing many of his own men instead.

Russell chuckled and continued with his fighting style; he had already discovered the truth. Megatron's ferocious fighting style wasn't driven by revenge, but rather to mask his diminished strength.

That's right, Megatron has become weaker!

Both Optimus Prime and Megatron died and were resurrected, so there's no reason why Optimus Prime's strength should be diminished while Megatron is completely unharmed.

Russell clearly remembered that Megatron's power decreased with each installment of the Transformers trilogy.

In Transformers 1, he made his first appearance, demonstrating his unparalleled fighting power among the Transformers. Without human assistance, Optimus Prime would have been beaten to death by him.

In Transformers 2, he teamed up with Starscream and Surfboard, a three-on-one battle plus a sneak attack, to finally kill his mortal enemy and shatter Optimus Prime's spark with a single shot.

As for Transformers 3...

It's best not to mention it; he only fought Optimus Prime once, and was cleaved in two by an axe, his spine ripped out, dying a gruesome death. During that time, he was also subjected to various humiliations by Sentinel Prime, enduring hardship for the future of his race, which broke the hearts of fans.

From initially dominating Optimus Prime to ultimately being killed by Optimus Prime as a weakling, the turning point was that his skill level was far inferior after his resurrection.

Russell saw through the scheme but didn't expose it. He led Megatron and caused destruction along the way. He aimed at a metal spire and charged towards it, raising the missile launcher and firing continuously.

To Russell's surprise, the metal spire was a combination of Decepticon robots, which disintegrated and scattered into four Decepticon the moment the missiles struck.

Eight cannons were transformed and revealed, their black muzzles glowing with red threads!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—

Russell was hit by a cannonball and fell to the ground with a thud. He was not injured, and the degree of shield depletion did not affect the subsequent battle. However, the feeling of having his intelligence slapped in the face made him very unhappy.

Boom!

Megatron seized the opportunity to catch up, blasting Russell in the back with a cannon, then descended from the sky, stepping on Russell's chest, and wielding his Meteor Hammer to sweep down and entangle the spear.

"Go to hell!"

Megatron's electronic eyes blazed red, and the metal blade thrust straight down. At the critical moment, Russell's hands, which were gripping the spear, suddenly twisted, breaking the spear into two longswords.

A flash of cold light, and the longsword pierced the inside of Megatron's elbow, blocking the incoming sharp blade.

After a brief struggle, Russell saw the Decepticon closing in from all sides, so he kicked Megatron in the back, sending him flying. Megatron rolled over and got up from the ground.

Russell merged his two longswords into a spear, brandishing his arm weapon and launching missiles to repel the Decepticon that surrounded him. He was particularly focused on the four Decepticon who had transformed into metal spires; he was a cautious man... and always sought revenge. Having been tricked, he was determined to retaliate.

Megatron got up from the ground, his electronic eyes blazing with anger. He realized that Russell had noticed his weakened state, so he stopped trying to fly into the air. "All Decepticon, fire on 'Skyfire'!"

At a command, all the Decepticon scattered around the pyramid converged, their pairs of red electronic eyes sending shivers down one's spine.

Russell sensed something was wrong, but once he landed, it would be difficult to take off again. Megatron led the charge, locking down Russell's escape routes before the encirclement closed in. Missiles rained down, hitting his shield and rendering him immobile.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Rumble—

One fiery red fireball after another swelled up, strong winds swirled everywhere, and intense heat swept down, devouring everything in its path like a madman.

Megatron grinned maliciously, the red light of the flames reflecting on his sinister smile. As the Decepticon gathered in greater numbers, the frequency of explosions below increased rapidly. He could already foresee Russell's fate of having his shield shattered and dying.

Buzzing!

A sudden buzzing sound came from behind, Megatron. He instinctively tried to dodge to the side, but it was too late.

Russell appeared behind Megatron, raised his spear high, and thrust it down, piercing Megatron's back and exiting through his chest. Then, he slammed his knees down, the jetpack accelerating him and propelling Megatron into the midst of a hail of bullets.

Spatial teleportation is not suitable for use in combat, Russell had no choice but to extract the power of the AllSpark fragments again. This power is dwindling with every use, but if he doesn't use it, he will be blown to pieces.

Before entering the range of the artillery fire, Russell drew his spear, stomped his feet heavily, and used Megatron as a springboard to fly high into the air. The latter, screaming in agony, plunged into the inferno, his voice quickly drowned out by the relentless bombardment.

The Decepticon were a beat too slow, realizing that the bombardment had missed the enemy and instead hit their own boss. They were so frightened that they immediately stopped firing, and several loyal Decepticon even rushed into the fire to try to pull Megatron out.

Time was of the essence, Russell acted decisively, darting across the battlefield at high speed and severing the limbs of Decepticon one by one.

Whoosh!!

Missiles rained down, some exploding right beside him, the shockwaves making Russell stagger. Ignoring them completely, his electronic eyes coldly approached the two Decepticon, kicking one to the ground and thrusting his spear at the other.

Boom!

The two Decepticon were slammed together like a human pyramid, and Russell brandished his spear, slashing down on all four arms in succession.

Sizzle!!

With a sharp sound of metal being torn apart, the four arms landed on the ground almost simultaneously.

"Tch! Pathetic!"

Russell picked up two Decepticon and threw them out, watching them get blown up by missiles. If the mission hadn't restricted his movements, he would have gone all out long ago, and there would have been no need for all this trouble.

Raising his spear, Russell sneered as he turned sideways, dodging three incoming missiles, and locked onto the Decepticon robot that had fired.

Under the horrified gaze of his opponent, Russell accelerated to his side, his blade sweeping across and severing the cannon from the opponent's arm. He then lifted the opponent's body and held it in front of him to block the barrage of fire from the side.

"Kill!"

Flames spread as Russell rampaged across the field, leaving screams in his wake. Due to their overly dense formation, the Decepticon began to lose their footing, hastily opening fire and causing numerous fatal blows to their own teammates.

Tragedy always seems to escalate...

Boom! Boom! Rumble!

Flames soared into the sky as the Decepticon fought amongst themselves with great relish. Russell high into the air, watched the harmonious scene below, shrugged, and remained silent.

After all, nine out of ten Decepticon have a bad temper, and they must have accumulated a lot of pressure from years of fighting. Taking a break now and then would be good for their physical and mental health.

Just as Russell was watching the spectacle, his Sixth Sense suddenly warned him that a huge source of danger was approaching.

This was the first time Russell had ever felt this way in the Transformers world. Without a second thought, he did a somersault in mid-air and plummeted to the side.

A whooshing explosion brushed past him, the strong wind making Russell tremble with fear. A spear, with an ancient design and carrying some unknown energy.

That energy is a bit like... Magic Power!?