World Traveler Villain

[Chapter: 58 New Form The Seed]

"Did the Galvatron come back online," Joyce said loudly in the KSI command room.

"YES. YES!"

On the highway, the grey-black truck head was running fast, and the black Lamborghini was chasing after him. "Galvatron, I know you are Megatron, and I have some business I need to discuss with you."

"Who are you?" Galvatron's voice came.

"William."

"William? I have never heard of you."

"It doesn't matter if you have heard of me. The key is whether we can have cooperation or not. You want the seed to build a Decepticon army and come back up again, and I can help you with that."

"Why are you helping me?"

"Help you? well no reason, Because we are all bad guys, ain't that reason enough? Cooperate or fight, you choose by yourself. Galvatron, remember to choose fast, since I don't have too much time on my hands." William said lightly.

Galvatron was silent for a while, and finally said: "We will Cooperate."

"Then let's play a game first."

"What game?"

"The Destruction of KSI."

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On the storm-swept streets of Chicago, chaos reigned as two colossal machines—one a menacing truck head, the other a gleaming black Lamborghini—raced through the city, engines roaring with a fury that shook the very foundations of the earth. The screech of tires on asphalt echoed, followed by the deafening sound of an explosion as the two titans collided with an unsuspecting car. Metal tore apart like paper, and the shockwave sent nearby vehicles flying, the screech of their alarms a stark contrast to the gut-wrenching screams of the unfortunate civilians caught in the devastation.

Inside the KSI command room, tension hung thick in the air. Staff members scrambled frantically as the situation spiraled out of control.

"President," one of the operators shouted, voice trembling with fear. "The command system is malfunctioning. Both of them are coming back for another round!"

Harold's eyes widened in disbelief. He spun toward Joyce, urgency in his tone. "Joyce! You have to act now! Shut them down!"

"Shut them down," Joyce repeated through gritted teeth, her voice cold and commanding. She didn't need to be told twice.

But outside, amidst the ruins, the battle continued. Galvatron, his monstrous truck form now idling in front of the KSI headquarters, suddenly came to a halt. He surveyed the scene with cold, calculating eyes before his voice growled through the air, low and menacing. "I still need them to extract the seed. We can't make it too obvious. The rest... leave to me."

"Understood," came the voice of the Black Lamborghini, a deep, metallic growl that reverberated through the air. In a swift, fluid motion, the sleek Lamborghini began to transform. The metallic body groaned and twisted, panels shifting with a sound like grinding gears, as the vehicle morphed into a towering, black Transformer. Its silhouette was imposing—sharp angles and sleek lines, every curve and edge radiating power and menace. The air around it crackled with energy as it stood tall and regal, the reflection of the destruction in its dark, reflective surface.

With a flick of its wrist, the Black Transformer unleashed its fury. From its arm, two missiles shot out with the speed of lightning, trailing smoke and leaving a wake of destruction in their path.

Boom!

The missiles slammed into the third floor with surgical precision, detonating in a cataclysmic explosion that sent a shockwave rippling through the air. The force was so immense that it shattered the very fabric of the building, reducing the floor to nothing but a fiery inferno. Flames erupted, ravenous and relentless, consuming everything in their path as the third floor was erased from place. The fire burned so ferociously that it left no trace—no ash, no remnants—just a yawning space where the once-impregnable structure had stood.

The explosion tore the building apart, sending jagged shards of concrete and twisted metal hurtling through the air. They rained down like deadly shrapnel, crashing into everything in their path, creating a hailstorm of destruction that scarred the ground below.

mnants, just a gaping hole where it had once stood. The blast sent shards of concrete and metal raining down, creating a deadly rain of debris that melted everything in its wake.

"Wow," the Black Transformer's voice echoed through the crumbling remnants of the building, a derisive chuckle escaping its mechanical lips. "My imagination really can't be contained. I can't believe these fools didn't even bother to use Transformium—a programmable matter that can reshape anything into anything. A little creativity would've gone a long way."

Above the third floor, the building groaned as it began to crumble. The weight of the destruction above caused the upper floors to shake and buckle under the immense strain, the sound of tearing metal and concrete filling the air like thunder.

Bang! Bang!

The upper floors imploded with deafening cracks. The massive structure was torn apart from within, collapsing like a dying star. The debris fell to the streets below with a ferocious roar, taking down another building in its wake. Black smoke billowed into the sky, thick and suffocating, as chunks of the building were hurled through the air, creating a devastating storm of concrete and fire.

After the chaos subsided, the Black Transformer stood amidst the wreckage, untouched by the destruction it had wrought. The transformation was seamless, and without a second glance at the devastation, it began to shift again. The hulking form of the Transformer collapsed back into the sleek shape of the black Lamborghini, the smooth curves and gleaming surface now once again a symbol of power and speed.

As the Lamborghini revved its engine, the exhaust letting out a deep, guttural growl, a final message echoed from the speaker system. "Galvatron, we will meet again." The words hung in the air like a promise, or perhaps a threat, before the Lamborghini roared off into the day, disappearing into the chaotic, smoke-filled horizon.

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In the vast emptiness of the unmanned field, a towering black Transformer stood as if defying the heavens themselves. Its midnight-hued metallic body began to shift and unravel, decomposing layer by layer into a cascade of gleaming, liquid-like particles of Transformium. The sleek, deadly figure shrank, its imposing form dissolving into a swirling storm of programmable matter.

The particles coalesced, shrinking and folding inward until William emerged from the center, standing where the Transformer had once loomed. Around him, seven shimmering streams of Transformium orbited in synchronized, almost hypnotic rotations. One by one, the strands of the alien material converged upon him, each disappearing into his body—one embedding itself in his head, another into his arms, chest, back, neck ass and both legs. The fusion was seamless, an advanced symbiosis that made the boundary between man and machine indistinguishable.

William glanced at his arm, flexing his fingers, watching the subtle interplay between flesh and metal. "Still human… flesh and blood," he muttered, his voice tinged with awe. "But now, I can become so much more. My bones house Transformium—a living, shifting metal, capable of unleashing the power of my imagination. As it can turn anything into anything"

He clenched his fists, feeling the raw potential coursing through him. "It's like Venom's symbiote," he mused aloud, "or more accurately, a love child of of Endo-Sym Armor and Bleeding Edge Armor. Transformium isn't just a material—it's a weapon, an evolution. Bundles of nanoparticle systems, integrated directly into my body, forming a liquid-like armor that adapts to my will."

His eyes glimmered as he continued, the possibilities playing out in his mind. "I can alter specific pieces, change the molecular structure to counter opponents like Magneto, reshape the armor, forge weapons… The suit isn't just armor—it's an extension of me. A weaponized, sentient second skin."

William exhaled sharply, snapping out of his thoughts. "No time to dwell on this. I have to get back to her." Without hesitation, he broke into a run, his movements unnaturally fluid and swift as the Transformium within him augmented his speed and strength.

The ground beneath his feet trembled slightly as his enhanced body propelled him forward, a blur of determination and unstoppable power.

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Beside an unmanned tree, a beautiful woman was angry. Why was she angry? Because she was tied to a tree with a ball of paper stuck in her mouth. The beauty was none other than Su Yueming.

A drop of water fell on Su Yueming's head. She lifted her head and looked toward the tree, her expression agitated, but unfortunately, she could not speak.

William jumped down from the tree. "Girl, what's wrong? You seem to be angry."

"Fhruebs," murmurs came from Su Yueming's mouth.

William took out the paper ball from Su Yueming's mouth, and she immediately shouted, "Hell, you fucking piece of shit, let me go, right now!"

"Wow, scaaary." William smiled and untied Su Yueming's rope.

Once untied, Su Yueming, like an angry kitten, kicked at William with one foot.

"I don't recommend that." William grabbed Su Yueming's foot easily.

Su Yueming shook her leg vigorously. "Hurry up and let go, or I will kill you."

With a pull of William's hand, Su Yueming screamed. Her body leaned toward William and fell into his arms.

William's face moved close to Su Yueming's ear. "I'm going to see how you are going to kill me," he whispered into her ear.

"Ah!" Su Yueming's body trembled, making a strange cry. Her face flushed. "You, bastard!" Su Yueming pushed William hard.

It suddenly darkened, and William looked up. "Come here."

Su Yueming stared at the sky, forgetting to struggle. "What is that?"

"A giant alien spaceship. Do you want to go in and see?"

"What?" Su Yueming looked at William. "Are you crazy?"

"Let's go." William picked up Su Yueming and strode toward the front. Tessa was still on the ship. That chick also needed to go through some hardships; otherwise, how could she grow into something William wanted? And she wasn't going to die anyway—she was the heroine of this world.

"Asshole, let me down, right now!" Su Yueming slapped William on the back.

The huge alien spacecraft caused panic throughout Chicago. Everywhere was chaotic. The sound of police cars, the screams of people—one after another—could not stop.

On Michigan Avenue, Bumblebee, Hound, Crosshairs, and Drift were running wild. Cade was sitting in Bumblebee. "Bumblebee, it's going down. Let's go up."

In the sky, a military helicopter flew toward the giant spaceship. Harold, James, and several agents were on the helicopter.

"Savoy, Optimus Prime is in the hands of Lockdown. Lockdown has got what he wants; now it's time to get our stuff," Harold's voice came through.

James nodded. "I know. We're going to the confined spaceship, and we can get the seed back soon."

The helicopter entered the spacecraft, and several of James' men walked down from the helicopter. He came over with a pointed metal object in Lockdown's hand.

"I enjoyed the hunt, but I don't like this run-down planet. So, as we said, Optimus Prime in exchange for the seed. But be careful to protect it. I believe you are ready." An object was placed on the ground.

Behind an iron pillar not far away, Tessa hid, watching Lockdown and his deal with James, doubts in her eyes. What was the seed?

"We humans don't need you to worry," James said to Lockdown.

"Farewell." Lockdown turned away. Optimus Prime had been captured, and it was time to leave this broken planet.

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