Lorien had said this long ago.
The strength of life is destined to be ruled by survival of the fittest.
And to be honest, even though he claimed not to care about the Transformers, if something good came along, he still handed it to them. With Godzilla guarding them and wielding an Infinity Stone, if they still couldn't win, then what use were the Transformers?
He kept these pets so that when other crises arose, he wouldn't have to step in—he could just watch, understand the situation, and leave the rest to them. If they couldn't handle it, then it would be like a guard dog that couldn't guard the gate. A failure of duty.
At that moment, the women around Lorien exchanged glances and nodded. They understood. This was the Transformers' civilization facing its test. Like a final exam, years of effort would finally be proven.
Next, after confirming the Transformers' defensive positions, Lorien snapped his fingers with the Ballerina Twins beside him.
"Snap~"
In the next instant, everyone appeared on a cosmic platform. At the same time, they felt the sensation of solid ground beneath their feet, as though they were standing firmly on earth.
"Hm?"
They looked down, only to find they were still standing in space. The ground beneath them was transparent, no different from before. But how could they stand in a vacuum?
"Spatial materialization," Lorien said with a flick of his hand. "Look at the battlefield."
At his reminder, everyone lifted their gaze. What they saw was a sight they would never forget.
At the edge of the Solar System, beyond the starlit void, the light here was already faint. Even the sun's radiation, traveling at light speed, would take time to reach this far.
So the environment was this: look into the depths of space, and the backdrop was endless darkness. Look toward the galactic band, and the backdrop was dazzling starlight. The contrast was immense.
But that wasn't the point. The point was the warriors in the starry sky.
Across this cosmic battlefield, they saw all kinds of spacecraft, warships, space fortresses, and star rings floating steadily. Countless robots and Transformers stood ready for battle. At a glance—legions of machines without number! Colossal warships by the dozens! Even entire planets transformed into fortresses of war!
Remember the Kuiper Belt? That outer region of the Solar System, where the sun's gravity captures satellites, planets, and meteors, forming the belt itself? All of those Kuiper Belt objects had been completely reworked by the Transformers. Now they were fortresses of war, blocking the very front lines of the coming conflict!
Seeing this, the women behind Lorien were struck silent. Peni, Cindy, and Mayday all gaped, their mouths hanging open for a long time. They even forgot to breathe.
Only now did they truly understand what it meant for something to be unforgettable. This wasn't just unforgettable—this was something they would carry into their next lives!
Because the sight before them was too magnificent. An endless mechanized legion stretched across the void of deep space, so vast the eye could not see its end.
What did that even mean? It was infinite. So vast, you couldn't take it all in!
"This is mind-blowing."
Peni stared in utter astonishment.
"Even if all of Earth's resources were combined in 3145, they couldn't build a fraction of what's here. Not even the mightiest super-carriers of that era could match the size of a single ordinary ship here."
Ordinary ships—remember that. At the current battle's epicenter, ordinary ships were too numerous to count. Unless you counted those flagship vessels tens of thousands of meters long. Those, at least, could be counted. But the fleet itself stretched far beyond sight.
Cindy and Mayday were even more speechless. Exchanging a glance, they shook their heads at the same time.
"I can't even find words to describe this scene..."
"All I know is... it's unforgettable."
The spectacle was too grand. For a moment, neither of them could think of what to say. But no elaborate descriptions were needed—their reactions spoke louder than words.
Lorien gazed upon the endless legions before him. He was their creator. To say he felt no anticipation would be impossible.
And right at the center of the battlefield, Lorien spotted his pet. Godzilla.
Hela, Gwen, and Wanda were also searching for it.
"Where's Godzilla?"
"Over there."
Lorien pointed in the direction.
Everyone looked. Amidst the staggered ranks of mechanical figures, they too spotted Godzilla commanding the front lines.
Hela's eyes lit up, her voice brimming with delight.
"The big guy is so brave! He's right up front commanding things!"
"So majestic."
Wanda used magic to enlarge the view, letting everyone see more clearly.
"That expression is intimidating."
Gwen and the others looked. Mayday stared and gasped.
"Wow, so big~!"
Cindy nodded in agreement.
"Really big, and so sturdy."
Hmm. That was true.
Lorien nodded, then turned to Wanda.
"Cast a mirror spell in front of Godzilla. Cheer him on—he'll get fiercer later."
"Got it."
Wanda waved her hand, and two mirrors appeared—one before them, one before Godzilla.
"Huh?"
Godzilla froze at the sight of the mirror. But when it recognized the figures inside, it instantly grew excited.
"Roar~!"
The Transformers behind it looked puzzled. Why had the big guy suddenly roared?
But soon someone realized—the Creator was communicating with it through magic. A data message flashed through the channel: All systems normal.
Immediately after, once the mirror spell was complete on Lorien's end, Hela waved first.
"Hello! Big guy, we finally meet!"
"Roar~"
Godzilla was clearly overjoyed. It gazed at the figures in the mirror, radiating pure delight.
Gwen gave it a power gesture.
"Hang in there, little one. We're all watching you."
Wanda cheered it on as well.
"Hang in there."
Godzilla was already captivated by Gwen's words.
Watching me?
Which means…
The master is here!!!
Godzilla immediately swung his head around, searching. But no matter how hard it looked, it couldn't find Lorien anywhere.
In truth, Lorien had placed the platform far away so they could see the full scope of the battlefield. After all, anyone who's studied photography knows—only an ultra-wide angle can capture the whole panorama.
Lorien spoke softly.
"No need to search, little guy."
"Roar!"
Hearing Lorien's voice, Godzilla let out an even more joyous roar, its entire body brimming with energy.
Lorien continued.
"I'll come find you after you finish fighting. Put on a good show—later, I'll introduce you to some new companions."
"Roar! Roar!"
Godzilla nodded in understanding.
Seeing its obedience, Lorien gave a satisfied nod and said at last,
"Do your best. The war... has already begun."
...
With that, he turned his gaze toward the other side of the battlefield, beyond the Solar System. Everyone followed his lead. Wanda dispelled the mirror spell, and their attention shifted outward.
At the Solar System's edge, the once tranquil space suddenly began to tremble violently, like shimmering heat waves on a scorching summer day.
First came waves of distortion, rippling outward.
The Transformers picked up the anomaly—and almost instantly, all their visors snapped shut. Every robot entered firing mode. Every spacecraft and warship switched into preheating sequence.
Then, as the tremors grew harsher—
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang~~~!!!"
Countless, rapid collision sounds echoed across space, dense and overlapping. The noise was enough to make one's scalp crawl, like billions of mosquitoes battering your windows. And once the glass broke, your whole body would be covered in welts. The thought alone was chilling.
"What's that sound?" Gwen asked, confused.
Lorien listened, then chuckled.
"The sound of sewer rats digging tunnels and slamming into walls."
The girls immediately understood. The barrier was being struck—just like what happened with Thanos' army before.
Peni's curiosity flared.
"Is it something like an AT Field shielding device?"
"Pretty much," Lorien nodded.
"So it's real!" Peni gasped. "Back in 3145, people were already speculating about AT Field technology. Scientists said it belonged to the realm of gods. If anyone could master it, they'd bend AT Fields with ease. Some even claimed it could control the very fabric of space itself—and make space-time travel possible. But at the time, everyone dismissed it as nothing more than theology. Who would've thought it would actually come true?"
Of everyone present, Peni understood the most. And she felt the deepest awe. Technology once dismissed as mysticism in her world was here a reality—one even more advanced.
What kind of concept was that?
Like Van Gogh traveling into the future and seeing his paintings, scorned in life, revered as legends after death.
Heh, it really proved the saying:
To become a legend, you must first die.
...
Meanwhile, the pounding noise in space only grew louder.
"They're here."
Wanda's voice reminded everyone.
The next instant, at the Solar System's edge, the cosmic wormhole, crushed under enormous pressure, suddenly split open—not just in one place, but in innumerable rifts.
The moment they appeared, everyone saw it clearly.
"Ugh..."
"So disgusting..."
"This is the Annihilation Wave?"
Under their eyes, the swarm was squeezed out like toothpaste from a tube. The first Bugs to arrive were crushed by the pressure, reduced into nothing but Bug paste.
When the rift finally tore open, billions more poured in behind, forcing the remains of the first wave out.
That was the origin of the sludge. And the very reason the women were so repulsed. Green and yellow pulp spilling out first—who wouldn't find that revolting?
"Roar! Roar! Roar~~~!!!"
But then, at the Transformers' front line, Godzilla bellowed, his entire body erupting in towering flames and violet light.
A wave of raw dominance swept across the battlefield, instantly drawing every gaze back to him.
Then, violet atomic breath gathered in his maw.
"Beep~~~ Beep~~ Beep~ Beep!"
"Boom~~~!"
Once fully charged, a massive beam blasted directly into the torn spatial rifts.
At the same time, a command rang out across every Transformer's mind.
"All Transformers, engage!"