The slight demonic energy was barely enough to remotely control so many plasma bombs; furthermore, the blast radius from so many exploding simultaneously... If Rogandao had just run a little further ahead, I could have detonated them all instantly! Wang Xia had affixed the plasma bombs all along the corridor. Because of his attribute as a Bomb Controller, his demonic energy allowed him limited command over these devices—a method of using plasma bombs he had only recently grasped. More accurately, he was finally beginning to master the proper application of his abilities: Bomb Controller, indeed.

The plasma bombs could be rendered intangible.

They could also adhere to any moving body that passed by, and detonations could be timed and positioned precisely according to his demonic control. Wang Xia had been remotely guiding those bombs from the moment Rogandao appeared, but regrettably, his demonic energy was far too weak.

Controlling so many bombs at once was a massive burden for him. Moreover, the simultaneous explosion of so many plasma bombs would inevitably drag Rogandao into the blast radius. This hesitation was why Wang Xia had paused. But now, he no longer needed to worry about anything. He unleashed his full demonic power to remote-detonate the plasma bombs, desiring only the complete annihilation of those Decepticon robots.

As Wang Xia’s demonic energy surged, dozens of plasma bombs manifested on the bodies of distant robots. With a sharp burst of electrical light, the bombs detonated simultaneously.

The outward-spraying electrical discharge enveloped an area spanning several hundred meters. Due to the extreme concentration and immense energy, the electrical current instantly transformed into a **-shaped plasma state as soon as it manifested.

The first dozen or so robots struck were instantly consumed by the plasma. Following that, continuous explosions echoed from within that blue plasma field. At least several dozen robots were instantly annihilated.

“A truly immense power. Wang Xia’s combat role is fundamentally clear: he is suited for large-scale battlefield engagements.

If he can pre-arrange the battlefield, set up the bombs, and then conceal and materialize those bombs with his demonic energy, then as a Bomb Controller, he possesses combat strength approaching that of Zheng Zha on the field... In fact, if the bombs under his control were even more formidable, Zheng Zha would certainly face mortal danger.”

Xiao Honglu muttered, pinching his hair while keeping his eyes closed. He appeared remarkably carefree, seemingly unconcerned whether his distant comrades would survive. He had little rapport with Rogandao, so Rogandao’s demise merely elicited a sigh from him.

“...However, there remains the same set of inherent issues.”

Xiao Honglu sighed again. “That is, his strengths and fatal flaws are equally pronounced. First, he requires sufficiently high-yield explosives. Second, he requires a sufficiently large area to deploy those explosives. Of course, time is also essential, and one more point: he must conceal his own location effectively. If he lacks cooperation, his combat effectiveness is frankly not worth mentioning. Like most other team members, he is not suited for solitary operations; without teamwork, he might not even survive intact within a horror movie.”

Cheng Xiao, beside him, laughed heartily. “But we are still powerful, aren’t we? Although everyone has their shortcomings, when combined, we can unleash incomparably fierce combat power. For example, Zero’s ultra-long-range attacks, Zhang Heng’s mid-range shooting, Overlord’s heavy firepower, Wang Xia’s strategically placed trap bombs, Chu Xuan’s strategic planning, and Zheng Zha’s sheer combat prowess, etc. Of course, there’s also a combat medic like myself, possessing both physical presence and specific abilities, hehe. A team like this…” Xiao Honglu ignored him entirely and turned to Zhan Lan. “Speaking of which, are you still unable to scan beneath the ground?” Zhan Lan shook her head. “No, it still won’t penetrate. So, we have no idea how Zheng Zha and Chu Xuan are doing down there. Just judging by the robots surging out, there must be far more beneath the surface... Rogandao should have known the situation below, but now that he’s dead, the conditions beneath...” Xiao Honglu rubbed the hair between his brows. “Don’t worry too much. While there’s no concrete evidence, given Zheng Zha’s cockroach-like resilience, I simply cannot believe he would perish here. And that man named Chu Xuan, right? He wouldn't have followed them down unless he was certain. I believe both of them are still alive, likely busy slaughtering the majority of the remaining robots.”

Although describing Zheng Zha’s current battle as mere slaughter was inaccurate, his condition had indeed descended into a berserk frenzy. Even though Chu Xuan’s loud shout had jolted him awake from his inner demon state, Zheng Zha continued to fight using the power attained from unlocking the fourth stage of his Gene Lock. Only with this level of strength could he survive being besieged by hundreds of elite Decepticon robots.

(...Almost at my limit. Even in this intermediate fourth-stage state, I can’t properly control the genes. The internal energy is mostly under control, but if I keep taking hits like this, my body’s limits will truly be reached. At that point, gene collapse will be far worse than being shattered to pieces...) Zheng Zha crouched, panting heavily. The entire plaza was unrecognizable. The ground was littered with shrapnel and uneven craters from the explosions, as if it had been plowed by countless artillery shells.

Almost no part of the steel plaza remained intact.

Due to the massive damage inflicted repeatedly by Zheng Zha and Chu Xuan, followed by the batch of robots that chased Rogandao, and then another rampage by Zheng Zha, only about seventy robots remained.

However, these seventy-plus were the strongest and most troublesome elites: heavy assault robots encased in phase-shift armor, agile robots capable of transforming into shuttles, and the unparalleled Megatron. Every part of Megatron severed would instantly transform into a smaller robot, only to merge back into the main body upon proximity. For a time, Zheng Zha was genuinely helpless against this mechanism. Moreover, the firepower from these elite robots was immense; Zheng Zha could only maintain a stalemate for the short term.

(There’s nothing to be done; the initiative isn't mine. Even if I activate the ‘Annihilation’ state and destroy them all, we can’t return to the ‘Main God’ space until the designated time. I wonder how Rogandao is faring over there. Can he make it back to the main force safely after luring away so many robots? Can everyone manage to fight off that many robots? Can they secure the AllSpark continuously?) Zheng Zha sprang up from the ground. Mid-air, he flapped his wings forcefully, suddenly changing speed and direction, barely scraping past several energy blasts.

Then, moving like a black shadow, he charged toward a massive, dull-yellow robot. Before the machine could swivel its cannon, Zheng Zha had gripped one of its mechanical arms.

With a wrench, the arm let out a grating, grinding screech before snapping completely. Simultaneously, the Tiger Soul Blade swept down. Following the misty blade energy, the robot instantly disintegrated into metal scrap and exploded onto the ground.

(...I can’t go on. My True Essence is nearly depleted. If I use the Tiger Soul Blade without True Essence, I might fall back into the inner demon state—it’s too contradictory. Casting the Doushuai Bagua Furnace earlier consumed too much True Essence, and this energy doesn't regenerate or generate on its own; it requires refinement every time... What a hassle... But how is Chu Xuan? He looked completely broken earlier. Is the strain of using the Belief Power λdrive truly that immense?) Zheng Zha sliced through the robot, then pushed off the ground again, leaping upward. The spot where he stood moments before was engulfed in a sea of flames, completely consumed by the energy blasts. Despite his timely leap, several blasts struck him, and the protective shadowy flames around him fluctuated violently amidst the explosions.

(My Vampire energy is nearly spent... Internal energy too. I can still activate the ‘Explosion’ state, and ‘Annihilation’ can last two to three seconds... At this point, I have to rely on sheer physical toughness. Just a few more dozen minutes; I hope this body can hold out until then... Survive! Everyone must survive together!) Mid-air, Zheng Zha flapped his wings again, weaving back and forth at incredible speed to evade the continuous barrage of energy blasts from dozens of robots. Then, he used his wings to block several blasts head-on, plummeting rapidly from the air to land directly on a robot’s head. He clamped his legs around the neck and twisted hard, snapping the robot’s head off. Zheng Zha then brought the Tiger Soul Blade sweeping down again... (Don't die! None of you must die!) He leaped toward...