'Hiss... Could this thing really be related to Primus?'
Aaron had always thought the matrix of leadership was similar to a power bank or something. Equivalent to a miniaturized, reduced version of the Allspark.
He hadn't expected this thing to actually grant him a portion of Primus's power.
Now, he could truly call himself the God of Machinery.
As long as he wished, he could easily transform all mechanical creations into mechanical life and bestow upon them consciousness and soul.
At the same time, he could also strengthen transformers at any time, granting them greater strength.
Moreover, he could also choose not to be human at any time, becoming a silicon-based life form, similar to Quintessa's state.
Theoretically speaking, the transformers he created would be absolutely loyal to him. He could create, and naturally, he could also strip them of their power and life. He could control everything about the transformers at will.
Aaron's command was the divine will for which the transformers would dedicate everything.
There would absolutely be no traitors like the Fallen.
Of course, they also possessed their own consciousness. They could think, and experience joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.
Jetfire looked at Aaron with surprise and uncertainty.
At this instant, he felt as if he was staring directly at the creator God. He unconsciously bent down.
"What are you doing?"
Mikaela was quite puzzled.
"Ah? Nothing, I... I just got tired of standing, yes, you know, Robots get old too, so it's normal to be tired."
As Jetfire spoke, even he didn't believe himself.
Let alone Mikaela.
Perhaps even he found the explanation clumsy so Jetfire finally just admitted it.
"Alright, I admit it, I'm on a pilgrimage."
He looked at Aaron. "I feel the aura of the creator from you."
Aaron beckoned to Jetfire with a finger. "Come here."
Jetfire obediently approached, bending as low as possible, almost prostrate. His ten-meter-plus body somehow aligned with Aaron's forehead.
Aaron's index finger touched Jetfire's forehead. A powerful and creative force rapidly strengthened Jetfire.
Aaron had a sudden idea.
Jetfire was not a transformer created by him, but a second-generation descendant created by the Fallen and other Primes.
From this perspective, he did not possess absolute control over Jetfire and these transformers.
But what if he used his own power to strengthen the other party again, overwriting his original body?
Under the infusion of the eternal core, Jetfire's body became taller. The already over ten-meter-tall Jetfire suddenly grew to fifteen meters high.
His dark gray armor now had more gold, becoming more mysterious and noble. His entire body armor was replaced with a more special and powerful metal.
That is, Uru, Vibranium, and Adamantium, a three-in-one combination.
On this basis, Jetfire's strength and armor both became extremely tough and powerful.
To allow this body to unleash even greater power, Aaron also added eternal energy to his spark core.
He now possessed the characteristics of three metals and had gained the characteristic of Eternity.
His spark energy was almost inexhaustible, burning endlessly. Even after tens of thousands of years, he would remain in this youthful state.
At the same time, even if Jetfire were shattered by a more powerful force, he would spontaneously recover due to eternal energy.
In addition, he also possessed the super-dimensional thought of the Primes. Even if he died, his consciousness would return to his body upon revival.
Even if his corpse was completely annihilated, his consciousness could continue to exist in reality until the day of his rebirth, or reside within certain special energy objects.
To completely eliminate Jetfire, one could only use special energy or high-dimensional abilities.
As Jetfire's body completed its transformation, Aaron could feel a certain connection being established between him and the other party. He could retrieve the other party's consciousness at any time, and forcibly make him transform or disband.
"Great creator."
"You have given me new life."
Jetfire knelt on one knee, completely pledging his loyalty to Aaron.
Feeling the power within him, Jetfire had no other intentions besides reverence and submission.
If Aaron had previously only repaired his aged body, giving him the power to fight leaders like Optimus Prime and Megatron, and the possibility of exchanging a few blows with the Fallen, then now, he had ample confidence to make his boot intimately acquainted with the Fallen's behind.
Now, he has become a powerful Robot comparable to, or even surpassing, the Primes.
Aaron nodded slightly, pulling Mikaela, and flew onto Jetfire's shoulder.
"Take us to the Star Harvester."
"Yes, creator."
Jetfire respectfully accepted the order.
He, who originally needed time to activate the Space Bridge, could now activate it at will.
With just a thought, he brought Aaron and Mikaela to a pyramid in Egypt.
In Aaron's field of vision, a massive machine was contained within.
"Creator, it's the Fallen and his group." Jetfire bowed slightly.
Above the pyramid, various Decepticons were standing.
There were Barricade, Bonecrusher, Brawl, Frenzy, Scorponok, and Sideways from the first movie, as well as the Devastator combination from the second movie.
Besides them, there were at least a hundred nameless Decepticon cannon fodder.
When Aaron and Jetfire arrived, the Devastator combination, upon Megatron's signal, immediately began to transform and combine.
When the six transformers combined into one, they instantly turned into a colossal monster thirty-two meters tall.
"I knew you would come here."
The Fallen held his scepter, sweeping his gaze over Aaron and Skyfire.
"Who is this fellow?"
Megatron shook his head. "I've never seen him, but he bears the Decepticon insignia."
"A new Decepticon?"
The Fallen looked him over and said darkly, "He actually dares to be taller than me."
Devastator beside him subconsciously tried to lower his head to hide his presence.
"Creator, please wait a moment, I will deal with them immediately."
Jetfire could no longer contain his desire to fight. He wanted a fierce battle.
"Wait a moment, the audience hasn't arrived yet." Aaron looked to the side,
In that direction, a fierce sandstorm suddenly kicked up,
Led by a tractor trailer, a yellow Chevrolet, a black SUV, a yellow Hummer Ratchet, and a black Pontiac rushed out of the sky-filled yellow sand, rapidly approaching the pyramid.
"It's Optimus Prime and his group." Megatron whispered.
The Fallen's expression changed. "Go deal with them."
"Do not, under any circumstances, let Optimus Prime contact that human."
He wasn't afraid of Aaron alone, nor was he afraid of Optimus Prime alone. But he was afraid of Optimus Prime possessing the matrix of leadership.
Megatron nodded, and immediately leaped down.
"Decepticons, attack!"
As the command was issued, hundreds of Decepticons leaped down simultaneously, charging towards Optimus Prime and Aaron.
"Go, don't disappoint me." Aaron said calmly.
Jetfire nodded.
He tossed aside his landing gear cane, and drew the saber from behind his back.
"Come on, you pieces of garbage, my saber is already thirsty."
Jetfire charged forward, easily swung his saber, and instantly sliced apart five Decepticons.
Meanwhile, Brawl rushed out from among the Decepticons, firing simultaneously from his arms and shoulder cannons.
Shells capable of tearing steel apart accurately struck Jetfire, spreading vast amounts of yellow sand and smoke, completely obscuring his entire body.
Brawl's lips curled up, as if he saw his opponent being torn to shreds.
However...
A shocking beam of light sliced through, tearing open the mist.
Jetfire's powerful voice came through.
"Behold my, Jetfire Prime's, Eternal Radiance!"
"Die!"
Jetfire cleaved down with his saber, and Brawl, without time to react, was vertically sliced into two halves.
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