The pirates sat and forgot, and they really believed the nine truths and one lie.

The heavy alloy airtight door made a hoarse friction sound and slowly slid open to both sides. Outside the door was not the familiar corridor, but the suffocating shadows cast by two huge figures standing tall and straight.

Led by Vegapunk himself, he was followed by several of his clones with different expressions, including Shakya, Lilith, Pythagoras, Edison, and Atlas.

As well as a few core researchers sent by the Celestial Dragons, they walked out of the last shelter of the research layer with heavy steps, and every step seemed to be stepping on the heart.

Although everyone had seen the huge size of the Transformers on the observation screen, when they actually stood at their feet up close, the smallness and fear that came from the instinct of life instantly soaked into everyone's bones like ice water.

They are so huge that just standing still, they are like two metal mountains suddenly rising from the ground, with hard lines and sharp edges, full of the beauty and oppression of pure power.

Humans have to look up very hard to barely see the part above their chest.

The azure armor on the body of the statue was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the tragic ruins below. It was cold and silent, like eternal ice.

The scarlet one looks like a ball of suppressed living fire. There seems to be energy flowing faintly between the metal lines, and it has a wild and aggressive nature.

What is most shocking is that their existence is completely different from carbon-based life.

There is no skin, no temperature, and not even any soft tissue resembling flesh and blood.

There were only tightly fitting armor plates, huge exposed gear sets, hydraulic rods that were constantly extending and retracting, and the low roar of engines coming from deep in the joints.

The special smell of engine oil and metal friction in the air, mixed with the residual ozone smell after energy overload, forms a scent that has never appeared in human olfactory memory, belonging to a purely mechanical creation.

Are they active, sophisticated, and unimaginably large mechanical structures? Are they silicon-based life forms? Or are they some kind of ultimate weapon that is beyond our current understanding?

Vegapunk's brain was working at a rapid pace, trying to use all he had learned in his life to analyze the miracle (or nightmare) before him.

But the conclusion was nothing but a blank. The biology and physics that humans are currently proud of seem so pale and powerless at this moment.

Every time the gear engages and rotates, there is a dull and powerful "click" sound, and when the hydraulic system is operating, there is a slight "hissing" exhaust sound.

The low humming sound coming from deep in their chests was more like the heartbeat of some giant beast, making people's feet numb and the air tremble.

Lilith frowned, trying to remain calm and analyze the situation. Atlas' eyes flashed with a mixture of fear and extreme curiosity.

Pythagoras and Edison have subconsciously observed the mechanical structure data, trying to pry into the secrets of Transformers.

As for the ordinary researchers, their faces had already turned pale, their legs had gone weak, and they were almost collapsing to the ground.

They walked out of the "turtle shell" and stood at the feet of the giants, facing these two living metal giants with destructive power that were outside the human knowledge system.

The huge body so close at hand constantly reminds them of their own fragility, and that a new and terrifying era is crashing into their world in the most brutal way.

The only thing that comforted Vegapunk was that he saw the exposed wound on the right shoulder of the red Transformer, Zhan Taomaru, who had been bandaged, and his body was covered with blood.

The azure metal giant - Soundwave, with a body as huge as a mountain, began to slowly lean forward with a heart-pounding precision that was completely inconsistent with its size.

The huge head lowered, like a small hovering star, blocking out the thin light from the sky above.

Its pair of cold optical lenses locked onto the thin old man in the lead.

The beam of light scanned across Vegapunk's messy white hair, wrinkled face, slightly sloppy white coat, and unusually large tongue.

The basic human data was returned to the brain for analysis. From this thin, old, and even somewhat listless human body, the sound waves could not read any energy characteristics that could match the "wisdom that is five hundred years ahead of the world."

Physical strength or mental coercion, only fragility, pure and inferior, belonging to inferior carbon-based life.

Transformers' technology can analyze the energy levels of living organisms, but it cannot analyze the intelligence of individuals. Values ​​such as intelligence cannot be quantified.

The constant and focused scrutiny was enough to make anyone being watched suffer a mental breakdown, but Vegapunk simply tilted his head back, his cloudy eyes meeting the inhuman gaze without hesitation.

What flickered in the scientists' eyes was not fear, but an almost fanatical curiosity to analyze the unknown.

After a brief silence, Soundwave tilted his head slightly towards his crimson companion, and a low electronic voice with a unique mechanical resonance sound effect sounded: "Franky and his group of humans are a little cunning. It's really difficult to deal with humans."

Then the cold electronic voice continued its statement steadily, as if reporting an observation:

"Detecting target Vegapunk and its associated individuals, matching biological signals with known features...match completed."

"Quantity verification: original body one, clones five: Shakya, Lilith, Pythagoras, Edison, Atlas, identifying differences: missing clone York."

The voice was silent, but it was like an invisible bomb dropped into the hearts of everyone below. York couldn't even be found, and would not appear at all.

Vegapunk's pupils shrank slightly, and the Transformers entered the data of the sky screen's appearance, including the specific number and code names, into the system for sharing.

The Transformers were unaware of York's death. It can be understood that they did not conduct comprehensive monitoring of Eggman Island and did not even know that one of their clones was missing.

The absence of "York" made the air freeze instantly and the tension escalated sharply. Sound waves were obviously not satisfied with the scanning results.

"York shouldn't appear again. She was a traitor among Vegapunk's clones and has probably been dealt with secretly." The scarlet metal giant raised his giant metal arm and grabbed Zhan Taomaru on his shoulder.

Zhan Taomaru did not resist. He knew that resistance was useless because Franky did not want to hurt him.

After carefully putting down Zhan Taowan, the loyal security captain ran towards Vegapunk the moment his feet touched the ground to reunite with his benefactor.

Now that he has shown goodwill, Franky stated his purpose: "Vegapunk, we are here for you. Don't waste time. Hand over the theoretical model of the Anti-Life Equation, and the Transformers will help you perfect this technology!"

After hearing the anti-life equation, the clone and other researchers looked at Vegapunk's real body with extremely horrified eyes.

Vegapunk actually opened the Pandora's Box of the scientific side without telling anyone. Saint Somaz, who was hiding in the research floor, felt a little numb when he heard the news.