Transformers: Leader's Proof - Fragile, but Hard to Kill

Chapter 215 Do not listen, do not speak, do not look.

In the darkness, a group of orange miniature giant robots that looked exactly like the Black-Faced God huddled together, cowering. Suddenly, the door to the room started making a series of clanging noises.

The miniature giants quickly retreated, but there was almost no room left. After a series of clanging and banging sounds, they could barely leave a small space for whoever wanted to come in through the doorway.

In the darkness, countless blue optical lenses stared intently at the doorway. When the people outside realized that the people inside were knocking but not opening the door, they quickly shouted.

"Quick! Open the door! There's a monster! It's catching up with us! Ahhhhhh!" No matter how much the doorman knocked or kicked, he couldn't get anything out of the way. Then he suddenly remembered that there was a switch on the door and hurriedly went to find the switch and pressed it.

In his panic, he even forgot how to open the door, so he kept banging on it, hoping the person inside would respond quickly and let him in.

The Mini Kongs inside turned around the moment they saw the corridor light peeking through the crack in the door. Those Mini Kongs that couldn't turn around because it was too crowded closed their eyes or covered their eyes, and some even covered their audio receivers while closing their eyes.

The message that you won't get into trouble if you don't see things you shouldn't see has been circulating for a while, but only within the Mini-Gods themselves.

The Mini-Men all wore shackles around their necks. They used to be prison guards, but now, among a group of active prisoners, they have become real prisoners.

So nobody cared what they were saying inside. At that moment, the Decepticon who had opened the door and was eager to come in and hide tripped over something the instant he lifted his foot.

"Boom—" The music grew closer, as if announcing the arrival of the monster.

We're feeling festive.

Join the party and we'll try hard not to bite.

As the Decepticon fell, he felt something wrapped around his foot. He panicked for a moment and tried to kick it away, but then grabbed the door frame after feeling the dragging sensation.

"Help me! Help me! Help me!!" Decepticon shouted, only realizing how strange the room was when he finally looked at the group of Miniature Titans.

All the Miniatures had their backs to him, and despite all the noise he had made, not one of them turned around or opened their optical lenses to look at him.

It's like you enter a pitch-black room and the moment you step in, you see a group of people with identical clothes and hairstyles crammed inside, all with their backs to you, all standing there.

A strange feeling arose spontaneously.

The moment they heard the music, all the Mini-Men, except for one who didn't react in time, turned off their audio receivers and shut their mouths, not saying a word.

The miniature robot that hadn't turned off its audio receiver heard the cries for help and instinctively tried to turn around, but its companion saw it and immediately grabbed it.

His companion was wearing optical glasses, but facing the wall. He saw his companion trying to move from the corner of his eye, so he immediately pulled him back and warned him.

The companion, who had been reminded, suddenly remembered something, quickly stopped what he was doing, turned around, and looked at his companion's optical glasses. He understood three things.

Anger is restless — Anger and unease

Don't blame us, we're alright.

Do not listen, do not speak, do not look.

All the prison guards ignored the prisoners who were about to be executed. Faced with a monster and the unknown, all they could do was fear and protect themselves.

All the Decepticon prisoner could do was scream, struggle and clung to the door frame, listening to the music getting closer and closer, as if he could see the AllSpark getting closer and closer to him.

The fun is starting!

A celebration that lasts eternally.

Until his hands could no longer support him, he was dragged to a monster. He trembled and tried to crawl away, but he was getting closer and closer to the music.

I'm always watching—I'm always watching you.

Because somebody purple murdered me.

All the lyrics were transmitted to the Decepticon prisoner's audio receiver, and he was certain, absolutely certain, that it was a vengeful ghost.

The Decepticon prisoner shouted, "I didn't kill you!" and yelled for the giant, black vengeful ghost to find the one who killed him, who wasn't purple.

But the "vengeful ghost" wouldn't listen and just kept playing music.

"Who knows if you're the one to blame? Because we don't even know your name."

Next, she had to find the other Decepticons. She glanced at the wide-open door to a room nearby, inside which were Mini-Dynasties that looked exactly like Blackface…

Rosa pinpointed the one that was trembling the most; its audio receiver was lit, meaning it had probably heard the entire piece of music.

It doesn't matter, just listen, this is what she wants.

They were led to believe that this was just a ghost attack.

"Come out and clean up the site in two hours."

An indistinguishable male or female voice emerged, echoing and whispering as it reached the Mini Kong audio receiver, which was so frightened that it had forgotten how to turn it off.

He nodded, his back trembling.

Rosa ignored them, simply closing the door, leaving the rest to discuss the cleanup and distribution among themselves.

She had other important things to do. The other Decepticons in the Decepticon base had all been killed by the extended scythes or pincers. Now she had to finish eating them all within two hours and then leave.

However, with only two hours and the task of collecting the ingredients, forget about preparing elaborate meals or eating them one by one; we need to try some simple methods.

After all, the quantity is quite large...

Huh? By the way, do they have anything else in their base that they can use as ingredients?

As Rosa dragged the bodies back to the canteen, she noticed two more living prisoners shivering in a room inside the extended body.

In that case, why don't we hold off on killing them for now?

Rosa suddenly came up with some more fun ideas.