Chapter 332, Rebirth (4) (Patreon)

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Dust Up grabbed the neck of a combat robot and smashed it towards the other two combat robots behind him. His expression darkened.

While he was distracted for a moment, Hysteria, who had been cowardly and fled without looking back, was about to disappear into the depths of the passage.

He wanted to catch up and finish this ant that had made him angry for over a month, but the alarms ringing around him and the sound of metal stomping on the ground from all directions made Dust Up realize the danger he was in.

"Oh no..."

Despite his much stronger strength than most of the people in this base, Dust Up realized that there were still beings that he feared. Frenzy, the strange Decepticon warrior, may not look remarkable, but he had a terrifying energy weapon, and Dust Up had realized over the past month that Frenzy was not alone and had his own power.

Although Dust Up knew he had underestimated Frenzy initially, that was not the only reason he lost the battle.

"This is Frenzy's territory..."

Decepticons never understood regret, at least Dust Up did not.

After injuring Hysteria, who was sent by Frenzy to monitor him, his anger burned through his confusion and he immediately realized the danger he was facing.

Even if he was prepared this time, he couldn't guarantee that he could beat Frenzy. Furthermore, last time when he was defeated and captured by Frenzy, Frenzy forced him to open his Core.

No matter what kind of control method Frenzy left in his body, it was clear what would happen when Frenzy found out that his subordinate had been injured.

"I have to get out of here quickly..."

With a quick decision, Dust Up's cold gaze swept towards the disappearing green figure in the aisle and then he moved away.

Several combat robots surrounded him, faithful and fearless. The machine guns they carried did not pose a threat to Dust Up's Decepticon warrior, but the bullets hitting his mechanical body's surface armor made a crackling sound.

However, with the sweeping of a few fire snakes, after consuming hundreds of bullets in a very short time, Dust Up's expression began to change.

"Get out of the way, you damn machines..."

He swung his weapon, a double-headed flail, and viciously smashed it on a combat robot that was continuously shooting at him.

The dense standard bullets were like a storm that poured onto Dust Up's mechanical body, and with the constant collisions and heating of his mechanical body's surface armor, it began to deform and even show some slight cracks and dents in a short time. This undoubtedly angered Dust Up, who had never put these mass-produced combat robots in his eyes.

"Crack..."

The alloy steel hammer, covered in a cloth full of spikes, hit the head of a combat robot in front of Dust Up with precision. With a heavy metallic sound, the irregularly shaped ball was like a flying baseball, smashed towards the wall of the aisle not far away, and after making a "crack" sound, it quickly fell to the ground.

Dust Up kicked out with one foot, sending the half-battle robot's mechanical body flying as it attempted to control the central system. He then took the opportunity to knock down another nearby combat robot.

He didn't let his other hand that was holding the chain mace idle either. The weapon that had just done him a lot of good was flung without any hesitation by Dust Up and smashed into another combat robot that was once again sparkling with its shoulder cannon.

"Bang!"

After a loud noise, Dust Up walked over to the combat robot whose mechanical body had been pierced by the weapon and was pinned to the wall. His eerie gaze only stayed on its head for a moment before turning to the plasma shoulder cannon still shaking on its shoulder, seemingly trying to adjust its angle.

Then, Dust Up tore the shoulder cannon off its shoulder with one hand. "It's such a waste for machines like you to use this..."

After saying that, he grabbed the small plasma shoulder cannon and fled the base without looking back.

Dust Up had been familiar with this secret base known as "Base 2" for over a month now. Although Sun Cheng still didn't fully trust him and had yet to lift his restrictions, except for a few restricted areas, Dust Up had already explored most of the base's other areas under Hysteria's close supervision.

So after injuring Hysteria and the combat robots guarding him and preparing to escape, he selected a perfect escape route for himself in a short moment and almost avoided all the heavily guarded areas of the base.

In less than five minutes, he had run headlong and even when he was shot at by the guard robots at the base, Dust Up didn't fire back. He had successfully escaped from the underground cave where Base 2 was located and arrived in the canyon.

"Boom..."

As soon as he stepped out of the base entrance, Dust Up suddenly felt a sense of unease surging up in his heart for no reason, followed by a sudden feeling of fear. It instantly made him feel like his core had stopped working, causing his mechanical body to freeze in place stupidly.

"Lost control of my mechanical body... not good..."

Before Dust Up could figure out what had happened to himself, he was hit squarely in the chest by an energy cannon fired from inside the canyon.

With a crackling sound of metal breaking, his mechanical body was lifted off by the explosive force and flew straight out, hitting the wall of the base tunnel behind him before falling softly to the ground.

"You disappoint me, Dust Up..."

As a pair of footsteps gradually approached, Dust Up struggled to lift his head, but the next moment, a cold and mechanical voice that chilled him to the bone sounded in his ear.

Dust Up couldn't help but shudder and stopped struggling.

But the next moment, someone grabbed his head and forced it up.

As their eyes met, Dust Up saw a pair of icy blue eyes full of intense killing intent. It was Frenzy, the Decepticon he least wanted to see now.

Out of the corner of his eye, Dust Up also noticed a conspicuous green color swaying behind Frenzy. He glanced at the green color and suddenly looked ferocious.

It was Hysteria, who still had his nail gun on him that had almost pierced through Dust Up's mechanical body. At the moment, he was following behind Frenzy with a look of satisfaction, not hiding his mockery as he looked down on him from a high position.

In an instant, Dust Up seemed to realize something.

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