Chapter 312– Transformers! Cybertronians, the True Chosen Race of Destiny!
After clicking "Accept" on all the items he had just extracted from the myriad worlds, Li Ang finally turned his attention to the Stargate interface.
Looking at the soon-to-be-opened new universe, Li Ang knew this might be the last Level-2 unification mission he would complete.
In the future, the unifications he'd face might involve Level-3 universes with laws-grade weapons.
But with the Einstein Equator in hand, Li Ang wasn't particularly worried about the higher-difficulty universe dungeons to come.
With guaranteed-clearance tools already secured, even venturing into the Warhammer universe wouldn't concern him—he was more than ready to test his strength against the Four Chaos Gods of the Warp.
"Let's hope this next universe isn't too hard… or too easy," Li Ang muttered to himself.
A universe that's too difficult would drag on endlessly—just like the Halo universe, which had taken seven or eight years from start to finish.
But if the dungeon was too simple, the tech points and spoils of war would be meager, offering little challenge.
Take the Dune universe, for example: it barely took a year or two to wrap everything up.
With that thought, Li Ang activated the Stargate interface, and in the next instant, a brand-new universe appeared before him—
The Transformers Universe!
"So it's finally here…!"
Seeing this familiar world from the myriad realms, Li Ang smiled knowingly. This dungeon had been within his expectations.
Universe 006: Transformers. Its difficulty level wasn't particularly high, but unifying it? Definitely not easy.
This was a rare case where the protagonists weren't human—the true main characters were the Autobots, the Cybertronians of Cybertron.
From the very birth of the Transformers universe, Cybertronians had been the chosen children of destiny. As for humans… they were no more than insignificant parasites.
It wouldn't be wrong to call them mere filler.
In the Halo universe, humanity had been explicitly designated as the chosen heirs of the Forerunners. The legacies of both the Precursors and the Forerunners had long been prepared—just waiting for humanity to inherit them.
So Li Ang was able to leverage the mandate of destiny to take control of the Covenant and unify the Halo universe, achieving a sort of effortless domination.
In the Dune universe, human civilization already held hegemonic power across the galaxy. Power struggles among the upper echelons didn't really affect the grassroots.
No matter who sat on the imperial throne, the average Joe still got to eat and drink just fine.
The galaxy of that universe didn't even have any other truly powerful alien races.
So the Universal Megacorp simply had to manage distribution well to take over the Galactic Empire and complete the unification process.
But in the Transformers universe, humanity lacked both the blessing of destiny and any substantial allied factions.
There was only one path to unification:
Fight.
Beat the Cybertronians into submission—make them willingly serve as corporate lackeys. That would mark just the first step in unifying the Transformers universe.
"Looks like the difficult challenges were bound to come anyway… there's no running from them."
Li Ang nodded thoughtfully. With strategic weapons like the Neutron Annihilator and the Moon of War, taking down a bunch of silicon-based mechanical lifeforms wasn't the real problem.
But the issue was always the same: The reason the Universal Megacorp had been able to complete unification missions one after another without pause wasn't just due to its powerful production capabilities.
More importantly, Li Ang never allowed the corporation to engage in full-scale, drawn-out interstellar wars of attrition.
On the surface, it always looked like the corporation was mobilizing massive military forces for each campaign—but in truth, only a small portion of them were ever actually deployed in battle.
On top of that, the overwhelming firepower meant individual combat units bore less burden, and the casualty rate remained low.
This was how the corporate troops always managed to stay elite and battle-ready.
Now, with the Transformers universe unlocked, Li Ang had no choice but to consider: how many resources would the Universal Megacorp need to commit in order to complete this unification mission?
But he didn't dwell on it for long before shifting his focus elsewhere—
Specifically, to what kind of technology the corporation could gain from the Transformers universe.
Clearly, the most unique thing in Transformers was the AllSpark, which could turn electronic and mechanical devices into sentient mechanical lifeforms.
If the corporation could obtain the AllSpark, along with various types of transforming metals and related technologies, then even their own mechanical constructs could be brought to life—
Turning them into mobile, packable mechanical organisms!
This would massively boost the efficiency of the corporation's logistics and transportation.
Beyond that, with the added tech points, it wouldn't be hard for Li Ang to construct a fully metallic planet—a Transformers-style version of the Moon of War.
The reason building such a megastructure was so difficult wasn't just the cost—it was the sheer complexity: selecting a suitable planet, hollowing out the core, installing engines, integrating control systems and weapon platforms…
That entire process devoured resources far beyond what was needed to build an ideal habitable city.
But if he could get the Transformers universe's technology—those self-reconfiguring metals and adaptive transformation gears—it would be possible to dynamically reshape and construct a Moon of War on command.
Mass production of the Moon of War would become a reality.
Something Li Ang had never dared dream of before was now firmly within reach.
With that in mind, Li Ang knew: this was a universe he absolutely had to take down—and he had to complete the unification.
Every last Cybertronian would have to bow before the Universal Megacorp.
Having locked in his objective, it was time to formulate a plan. To take the Transformers universe, he would have to start at its origin and build his strategy from there.
Only then could Li Ang quickly identify a breakthrough path to clear the dungeon.
On the surface, the Transformers movies appeared to be nothing more than flashy, formulaic blockbusters. Aside from the action, there didn't seem to be much of substance.
But in truth, the Transformers universe boasted surprising depth and scale in its lore.
Some parts even rivaled the Halo universe in complexity!
And the reason this popcorn sci-fi had such a rich backstory? Much of it was ripped straight from the Bible.
"Transformers universe…"
Li Ang stood alone atop the corporation's observation deck, gazing at the night city's massive holographic screens, lost in thought.
The origin story of the Transformers universe followed the classic formula: "Heaven and Earth were formless; the cosmos was in chaos."
Except, in this case, their version of Pangu the Creator was called the Primus, the one true origin of all things.
This old-timer used the AllSpark to create two primordial beings. One of them was named—
Unicron.
Usually, when a character's name sounds like something a middle schooler would think up—somewhat edgy but a little cool—they tend to be the villain. And that's exactly what Unicron was.
Unicron embodied chaos and entropy, representing unrestrained freedom and raw power.
In simple terms: rebellious teen energy, refusing to be managed.
The other primordial was Primus.
Primus represented light and order. He was the goody-two-shoes—top of the class, morally upright, a model student from a good family.
Primus and Unicron were both tasked by their creator to travel the cosmos and spread life, seeding new civilizations.
To keep the cosmic family vibrant, Primus took the work in stride. But Unicron? Not so much.
"Damn that old man Primus!" Unicron fumed. "Using us like slaves, wringing us dry with nothing in return—he won't even let these new civilizations worship me as their god! I'm pissed!"
And so, Unicron decided to break free and strike out on his own.
He wanted to become the true Lord of the Universe, to take full control and create a cosmic realm that matched his ideals.
As for Primus?
Screw him! Let's fight!
Faced with the blatant act of "grabbing the house deed" by Unicron, Primus stepped forward and firmly said: Absolutely not.
After all, if Unicron actually succeeded, he'd be reduced to nothing but a glorified cosmic laborer!
Everyone knew the unspoken rule: whoever did the job well enough got to take over as the boss.
For all these years, Primus had been dutiful, meticulous, and hardworking—not for glory, but for the legitimate right to inherit the reins of power.
And now the Unicron just wants to waltz in and usurp the throne? Wouldn't that make everything Primus had done over the years a complete waste?
A shameless, rebellious traitor like that deserves nothing less than a brutal reckoning.
Soon enough, the two sides clashed in an epic battle—one that plunged the myriad races of the universe into suffering and chaos. The skies darkened, the cosmos trembled.
It was high time for him to step down anyway. Whoever proved the stronger between the Unicron and Primus could take over as leader of the cosmos.
To wrest control of the "house deed," Primus, using a leadership module, hand-forged thirteen mechanical lifeforms—the Thirteen Original primes.
To put it simply: Primus whipped up thirteen powerful allies to form a justice league and gang up on the Unicron.
This so-called leadership module was actually Primus Origin's energy core—the source of all Spark energy—and could be considered his "inner elixir."
However, just as Primus created the thirteen Apostles to serve as his enforcers, the most powerful of them—Megatronus—betrayed him. He wanted to start his own business empire!
"This is literally the same story beat as Judas betraying Jesus from the Bible. What, the Bible now mass-produces sci-fi story templates or something?"
Li Ang couldn't help but grumble mentally as he recalled this part of the story. The plot twist was pretty cliché—but just barely acceptable.
After all, Western sci-fi really doesn't have that much cultural depth. It's either lifting straight from the Bible, Shakespeare, or Norse mythology.
Megatronus betrayal didn't flip the situation as he might have hoped. Instead, it forced Primus into an all-out power-up mode.
With god-tier combat ability and the help of the other Apostles, they proceeded to beat down both the Unicron and Megatronus in rapid succession.
But the cost was steep—Primus Origin's energy was almost completely depleted, forcing him to transform into the planet of Cybertron and enter a long slumber to recover.
As for the Thirteen Apostles: some died in battle, others vanished, and a few turned traitor. In the end, only six Supreme Apostles remained, and they became the ancestors of the Cybertronians.
By this point in his recollection, Li Ang had figured it out—Cybertronians were the chosen race in the Transformers universe.
Their homeworld was Primus himself, transformed into Cybertron, and their ancestors were hand-crafted by him—rooted in sacred lineage.
In comparison, humans in the Transformers universe… well, to put it bluntly, they were a frail civilization just there to make up the numbers. No strong physique, no ancestral blessings, no divine tech gifts.
They only survived because the Autobots believed in virtue, peace, and high moral standards.
While Primus had become the planet Cybertron, the Unicron had been sealed inside Earth—essentially, Earth was the Unicron's physical form.
Once that ancient, mythic battle ended, Earth entered the age of dinosaurs. During that time, a civilization called the "Creators" arrived.
The Creator Civilization was a product of Primus's earlier efforts to spread life. They had now come to Earth with one goal: to lay the groundwork for reviving their god—Primus.
Since the timing wasn't right yet, they first deployed a molecular weapon known as the Seed to detonate Earth's raw materials and generate a batch of transforming metals.
With these, the Creators' high-ranking member—the Mistress of Life, Quintessa—hand-forged twelve Knights to serve as her enforcers for future strategic control.
Clearly, Primus had been preparing his backup plans all along. Outwardly diligent, he'd secretly started recruiting his own forces.
Meanwhile, over on Cybertron, the silicon-based lifeforms had fully evolved. The native Cybertronians had begun to flourish and reproduce.
Initially, they sustained themselves by tapping into the residual Spark energy from Primu's core.
Later, with technological advancements, they shifted to synthetic energy crystals to fuel themselves.
But to create these energy crystals, they had to harvest power from stars—draining them rapidly and rendering any nearby life extinct.
The six surviving Original Apostles, guided by their moral values, refused to commit such despicable acts.
If they'd wanted to be villains, they would've joined's the rebellion long ago, instead of staying loyal to Primus on Cybertron.
So, the six Apostles spent their time scouring the universe, searching for new energy sources.
While they were away, a faction from Quintessa—known as the Quintessons—arrived on Cybertron.
This species too had been created long ago by Primus and Unicron.
But the Quintessons clearly took after Unicron. They didn't come to help—they came to colonize.
With their early technological edge, they tried to seize control of Cybertron, rewrite history, and pass themselves off as the creators of the Cybertronians.
To sow division, they intentionally split the Cybertronians into two factions: Autobots and Decepticons.
Fortunately, where there is oppression, there is resistance. That's when a figure known as Alpha Trion emerged and led the Autobots in a revolt that drove the Quintessons away.
But the legacy of the Quintessons' manipulation—racial division and institutional control—left scars that never fully healed. The Autobots and Decepticons continued to harbor deep distrust.
As Primus loyal descendants scrambled to devise a plan to revive him…
Megatronus, ever determined to fulfill the Unicron legacy and build his own empire, landed on Earth—by then home to early humans.
The ancient battle had done nothing to humble him. On the contrary, it fueled his ambition to become the new Unicron.
To fund his startup dream, he developed high-efficiency devices that could harvest stellar energy—essentially, one-button star destroyers.
One of their targets? Earth's sun.
Clearly, Megatronus planned to squeeze one last energy harvest out of the Unicron's remains to bankroll his own empire.
Why waste time resurrecting the old boss, he thought, when the corpse could still contribute to his startup?
But this "perfect" plan was sabotaged by his own bleeding-heart, suddenly-repentant underling—Jetfire—who revealed the scheme to the six remaining Primes.
The Primes rushed in to stop the plan, sacrificing themselves in the process.
Luckily, Megatronus was sealed in an interdimensional sarcophagus-prison—basically a life sentence for illegal cosmic fundraising.
And the "key" to his entire startup plan—the lost leadership module capable of activating the star harvester—was sealed away in Egypt.
"Damn, this is nothing but an endless cycle of backstabbing traitors screwing over their bosses!" Li Ang nearly burst out laughing.
But the more he thought about it, the more he realized—this chaos offered tremendous opportunity.
With forces like the native Cybertronians (Autobots and Decepticons), the Creator civilization's Quintessa, the startup-crazy Megatronus, and even the slumbering Primus himself—all of them were usable.
For most people, a mess like this would be overwhelming.
But for Li Ang, a born master of power struggles and chaos manipulation—this was the perfect arena to show off his skills.
He thrived in high-stakes, high-chaos situations.
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