The Decepticons present were a little embarrassed by the decision of leader Megatron.

"Leader, if you perform a soul search on everyone, it may take a lot of time and manpower."

"And..." "

And the soul search technique will cause some damage to the soul of the target, if the traitor cannot be found in the end."

"Maybe it will make a lot of complaints below."

"Please consider carefully."

Under the throne, some Decepticon members stood up and asked in unison.

The [Soul Search] in Megatron's mouth is the most humiliating torture secret method for the Lunar People.

Often all the memories in the brain of the searched soul will be picked up without reservation and constantly revisited.

That feeling is equivalent to letting the lunar man take off his clothes and unguard and accept outsiders to probe freely in their brains.

There are no privacy secrets to speak of.

If there really are moon people who secretly betray the race, they will exchange money with the natives of this planet.

Even if the traitor knocks out his amnesia with a mallet, as long as he is alive, the soul search can definitely be searched out of the other party's brain.

It's just that such a simple and crude way, in the process of searching for souls, will inevitably cause a certain degree of damage to the brain of the cup soul searcher.

Therefore.

When Megatron said that he would use soul search to track down traitors at any cost, individual Decepticons were very reluctant in their hearts.

No one wants their inner secrets to be spied on.

Megatron glared sideways, beast-like terrifying eyes scanning the Decepticons who raised objections.

The Decepticon members immediately lowered their heads, not daring to meet the leader's gaze.

Suffocating coercion was savagely pressed on top of them.

"Don't you understand Lonely's orders?" Megatron said coldly.

"Or do you have ghosts in your hearts, and you don't want to accept the soul search?"

"Subordinates don't dare!"

The Decepticon members, who were already sweating profusely under Megatron's oppression, immediately knelt down head-on.

"We just think that if we search for souls in a big way, we will waste a lot of time and delay the progress of our tribe's attack on this indigenous planet."

"Then what do you Guards Legion eat?"

"Lonely

doesn't want to hear what happened, lonely only wants the result."

"If your Guards Legion can't find out who the natives got the genetically enhanced potion from, they won't be able to capture an indigenous planet."

"Then your Decepticon Guard Legion has no point in continuing to exist."

Megatron's words immediately made the Decepticons between the thrones chuckle in their hearts.

As the leader and commander of the expeditionary force, Megatron has absolute power over life and death.

If Megatron were to disband the Guards, it would be easy.

For a while, several Decepticon members who had originally raised objections turned their eyes to the dark corners next to them.

Shadows in the corners.

The Imperial Enemies were completely hidden in the darkness, except for a pair of indifferent blood-colored eyes shining with a bright light.

These Decepticons are the faction that secretly supports the ascendancy of the Imperial Enemy.

Megatron noticed the shift in gaze of several Decepticons, and his eyes were equally imperceptible towards the predators.

No one wants to be subservient to one person all the time, above ten thousand.

The swelling ambitions of the Imperial Enemies have long been unconcealed, and Megatron is very clear about the covetousness of the throne.

It's just that now, the two sides are still in a delicate relationship.

As long as the other party does not take the initiative to break that layer of window paper, challenge Megatron's status.

Megatron naturally pretends to turn a blind eye.

"Hmph! A bunch of waste! Domineering

gaze swept over the group of wall grass under the throne, and Megatron snorted coldly.

The shadows are like the wind.

Soon.

Megatron waved his hand and re-seated on the high throne of the Lunar Man.

Overlooking the subordinates with different minds under the throne.

Megatron, who was carrying the light and shadow, could not see any expression fluctuations on his face.

"Two consecutive attacks failed, tell Solitude, what are your Guards Legions going to do next?"

"Huh?" Megatron's tone was cold and low.

For a while, the atmosphere between the thrones became a little low.

"Leader, that indigenous has very strange abilities, and I suspect that he has been injected with advanced gene-enhancing potions, and his strength has greatly surpassed ours."

"I think we should change our strategy."

The red spider, who had been kneeling under the throne with a pleading, hesitated again and again but raised his head to give advice.

"Say." Megatron is like gold.

The red spider looked at the dark corner.

The red spider said: "The strength of that native, I am afraid that only the chief natural enemy can take it."

"It's better to let the Lord Heavenly Enemy carry out this mission, and the rest of us will act separately to break down the alliance forces of their group of natives."

Dumping the burden of Luo Fan to the natural enemy, not only the red spider's strategic considerations, but also the revenge of the imperial enemy because of the failure of his own mission, and the natural enemy stood by.

"Chief, what do you think?" Megatron's eyes flickered.

The natural enemy, who had been hiding his figure in a dark corner, slowly stepped out at this time.

Wearing black armor, the Imperial Enemy with only his eyes exposed, bowed his head slightly in front of the leader Megatron on the throne and saluted.

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