"Hahahaha, you bunch of worthless trash, who else wants to die?"
Jetfire laughed wildly, killing seven more Decepticons with another slice.
He used his robust body to withstand the concentrated barrage of Decepticon explosions.
With a slight shift of his body, he erupted with a violent shockwave. This was a terrifying explosive attack, rebounding after absorbing and storing various kinetic Impacts.
The shockwave instantly flipped several Decepticons and Jetfire walked up to finish them off one by one.The massive Devastator stepped with heavy footsteps, each one causing a minor tremor.
He threw a punch, but Jetfire gripped the giant fist with one hand, exerted a little force, lifted the massive entity high into the air, and smashed it heavily onto the ground.
With a spin of his saber, he shattered Devastator's head.
A cannon barrel popped out of his left arm, and another shot blasted Devastator's torso to pieces.
Jetfire was unstoppable.
The entire Decepticon army was terrified, retreating and daring not to advance.
Optimus Prime and his group were also stunned.
This was likely the Primes reborn.
Megatron, who always saw the Fallen as number one and himself as number two, now faced the terrifyingly monstrous Jetfire and dared not step forward.
He worried that the opponent would slice him apart with a single blow.
Megatron looked at the Fallen.
That look seemed to say: Boss, if you don't step up, we're retreating.
The Fallen's face darkened. Looking at Jetfire, he felt like he was facing his brothers from the past.
Too similar!
That was an aura of the same caliber.
Just then, he suddenly realized something and exclaimed in shock, "You are Jetfire?!"
Jetfire looked over upon hearing this, his expression slightly grave.
"In private, you may call me Jetfire, but in public, remember to call me Jetfire Prime."
He held his saber horizontally. At this moment, he seemed like the God of War descending.
"Jetfire Prime?"
"You?!"
The Fallen really wanted to laugh.
These days, anyone can claim to be a Prime?
"You want to become Jetfire Prime? Do you possess our power? How arrogant!"
Jetfire looked at Aaron. "The creator granted me a new life, restoring my old, rusty, fragile body and giving me immense power."
"The me of today can kill you."
Hearing this, the Fallen, Megatron, and the others all looked at Aaron.
Everyone had different thoughts.
Jetfire?
They vaguely remembered this name.
They heard Jetfire was one of the earliest Decepticons, possessing power no less than that of a Super Leader, a Cybertronian Legend.
But Megatron was certain that even the legendary Jetfire couldn't have possessed such overwhelming dominance.
If it were him fighting Jetfire Prime, the battle would be over in three moves at most.
He would die horribly!
Could it be that Jetfire's transformation was related to Aaron? How did he do it?
Megatron increasingly felt that something was seriously wrong.
Just then, Optimus Prime was about to approach using the opening.
Seeing this, the Fallen realized he could not wait any longer.
"Jetfire Prime? Creator?"
"Then I shall send you to eternal sleep."The Fallen did not believe the nonsense spoken by Jetfire.
Since he had confirmed Aaron was not Quintessa, there was nothing to fear.
As his staff was raised, the Fallen clenched his large hand, and the entire ground was shaken by an invisible force.
A large amount of gravel and yellow sand flew into the air.
Jetfire was about to fly up, but Aaron slowly uttered one word, "Stop."
Jetfire stopped, initially thinking Aaron was calling him. As he turned his head, he noticed the yellow sand and gravel had ceased moving, as if time had been paused.
The Fallen was shocked.
He used all his strength to control gravity, but still couldn't move them even slightly.
"Fall." Aaron said lightly.
All the gravel and yellow sand dropped, and everything returned to calm.
"Wh-what's going on?"
The Fallen sensed that the situation was dire.
At this moment, Jetfire suddenly teleported over and slashed down with a blade.
Seeing this, the Fallen quickly teleported next to Megatron, pointed at Aaron, and said, "You, go kill him."
"Me?"
Megatron's pupils contracted, and red light continuously flashed.
"We have the numerical advantage, let's attack together! We can definitely kill that human!"
The Fallen snorted, "What? Do you think I can't handle a human?"
"He cannot use the matrix of leadership. Victory belongs to us."
"Yes, victory belongs to us."
Megatron nodded, then drew his long blade and instantly struck.
"You are right, victory belongs to us, and not to you."
"Megatron, you..."
The Fallen looked down at the large blade in his chest, his red eyes slowly dimming.
"If I join the creator, doesn't victory belong to us?"
"There is an old human saying: 'A wise man submits to circumstances.'"
The large blade slowly moved upward, and sparks continuously flew from the Fallen's chest.
Because his shoulders were pinned, he was unable to struggle.
As a long-range fighter, he lacked sufficient energy reserves. Facing Megatron, who was known for strength, at close quarters, he was no different from an ordinary transformer.
"Wait, I want a piece of this!"
Seeing this, Jetfire quickly teleported behind the Fallen, kicked him, and blew apart the connection point of the Fallen's lower body.
Megatron decapitated the Fallen with one strike.
"All Decepticons, heed my command! Lay down your weapons and follow me to pay homage to the great creator!"
Megatron announced loudly and clearly, taking the lead to bow and kneel first.
All the Decepticons looked at each other, then one by one laid down their weapons and knelt on one knee before Aaron.
The Decepticons respect strength above all. Although the Fallen was the First Decepticon, he was dead.
Since Megatron, the current leader, had done this, the Decepticons naturally dared not disobey.
Especially since...
The Decepticons glanced reverently at Jetfire, and the even more mysterious Aaron.
This wasn't a battle, it was a massacre.
Under the gaze of countless Decepticons, Aaron walked forward with Mikaela, resembling Cybertron's King and Queen.
As he passed Megatron, Aaron gently placed his hand on his shoulder, leaving a deep indentation in his shoulder armor.
"Megatron, I thought you would fight me to the death."
Megatron's mind trembled. "I wouldn't dare. The Fallen acted against reason and defied your will, creator. He deserved to die."
Aaron smiled.
He knew Megatron was not as loyal as Jetfire. He was primarily afraid of his power, and also hoped to save Cybertron. But Aaron didn't care.
"You are very clever. I hope you continue to be clever in the future."
Aaron patted lightly, and countless rays of light erupted from Megatron's body.
A mysterious force injected into him rapidly transformed his body, causing his frame to continuously grow, increasing from 10.9 meters to about 13 meters.
Parts of his armor turned gold, the luster more brilliant, though slightly inferior to Jetfire's.
Megatron's armor was also replaced with Fusion Metal, but Aaron did not inject an eternal core. Even so, in terms of actual combat power, he was definitely no weaker than any Primes.
"Thank you, creator."
Megatron suppressed the surprise and awe in his heart, bowing his head with extreme respect.
He didn't know why, but after being strengthened, his heart felt even more reverence towards Aaron. He even had a faint feeling that Aaron could easily control his life and death.