Novel & Cerita Optimus Prime Kill Megatron

Vane pressed the glowing barrel of his plasma pistol directly against the back of Leo’s head. "Drop her," Vane ordered the droid. The droid released its grip, and I collapsed onto the floor, gasping frantically for air, clutching my sore throat. "You have lost, Maya," Vane said, his voice flat and merciless. "You have five seconds to step over here and link your neural path to the city grid. If you refuse, I put a plasma bolt through your friend’s skull." "Maya... don't..." Leo rasped from the floor, his muscles twitching from the electrical shock. "Don't do it..."

"The Sovereign-Mates are deemed Irreparable. Initiate Full-Deletion." The Centinel lunged, its limbs made of "Optimization-Scythes."

She reached out her arms to him. "Papa," she cooed. Victor took a step back. For the first time I saw something like fear in his empty eyes. "Too bright," he whispered. "She burns." He turned away from us. He looked at the tunnel where the Primevals had fled. "They are running," he said. "They are returning to the Dead Zone." "Let them go," I said. "We won't survive another fight." "No," Victor said. "I must end it."

“There has to be another way…” “There isn’t.” The witch’s voice was final. “The Guardian enters the Void and destroys the Prime, or we all die. Those are the only options.” Magnus and Zeus exchanged glances, both clearly understanding the math even if they hated it. “I’ll go,” I said. “No…”

"You should. You have the gun in your hand. It should be just as easy as it was for you to send Mae to come kill me." He laughed, "Mae wasn't supposed to kill you." "No?" I smiled. It couldn't hurt to make the moment more amusing than tensed up. "I may make a lot of unchecked decisions but one of it wouldn't be sending an agent who has only sat behind a computer her entire time as an agent, to kill you. She was barely even trained." "Five seconds, Omar." I reminded him again even if I had gotten hooked on what he was going on about. "She wasn't meant to kill you. It was supposed to be the other way around. I wanted you to ki..." I kicked the gun out of his hands while he was still talking an

Bazel yelled and threw a lightning bolt at Metatron but an orange light shield was formed in front of Metatron which disarmed the lightening Bazel looked to his left and saw a body on the ground; the body of Uzor. He stretched his hand towards corpse and a white lightening envelopes the body sending charges into it as it levitates and bringing the corpse back to life but this time Uzor was under the control of Bazel as his eyes gave off white sparks of electricity

In the center of the giant creature’s chest was a large glass tube containing a human brain preserved in glowing blue fluid. Main Optimization Unit, Core Prime Sentinel, a cold, heavy voice echoed throughout the snowy hills, causing the ground they stood on to begin cracking. Sterilization protocol failed. Initiating manual physical deletion. One of the Sentinel’s giant mechanical arms lifted, aiming directly at Bima’s head with impossible speed. Bima stared down the barrel of the massive weapon at the end of the limb, realizing that the real battle had only just begun at the gate of their final hope.

"You think this is a victory? You've just stunted the planet's evolution. You’ve condemned yourselves to a slow death in a scorched forest." ​"We've lived in the soot before," I said, standing up as the steam began to clear. My hands were no longer green; they were charred, the metal scars glowing with residual heat. "We’re quite good at it." ​Sarah-Prime didn't wait for a second exchange. A small, translucent drone descended from the clouds, snatching her up before Killian could reload. As she ascended, she looked down at the blackened spire of the Ninth Core.

Max raised a tiny finger like a courtroom lawyer, “....if Megatron attacked with a thunder hammer, all cardboard would explode!” I leaned back against the bed, resting an arm on the pillow. Belva didn’t look at me. Her eyes were still locked on the phone screen like the outside world had ceased to matter. When I moved in for a kiss on her cheek, she gently pushed my face away. Still without looking. “Busy,” she said flatly. I let out a quiet snort. Max laughed loudly from the screen. “Daddy got rejected!” he shouted, pointing. “Mommy’s in Decepticon mode!”