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This tone! This look! This figure!

He stared intently at Quintessa floating in mid-air, gradually overlapping Quintessa's figure with the image of the Creator in his memory.

The Creator has been away from Transformers for too long.

Quan Quan had never seen the Creator with his own eyes before. His understanding of the Creator came from the image data passed to him by his teacher Hot Rod, and Hot Rod's image data was also an antique passed down from the previous Transformers.

The Creator does not have a fixed image, but their body material is very special and very easy to identify.

"Confinement! Meet my God!"

With a start, he got up from the ground, knelt down on one knee facing Quintasha, and hung his head deeply.

Confinement is a bounty hunter and he's too smart.

He knows what to do when to survive in the treacherous battlefield.

Quintessa nodded slightly.

The behavior of confinement won her favor.

"Very good. It seems that you still have the most basic humility and know how to treat your creator." Quintessa flew high into the air. She gently hooked her little finger and used the invisible magnetic chain to lift the confinement. stand up.

This is what it feels like to be hung up.

I dare not resist the confinement at all.

He knew nothing about the true strength of the Creator, but the slaps Quintessa slapped him just now were real. They seemed light, but they damaged his sensors, and the force was several times stronger than the impact of a spaceship.

He wasn't sure if he could break free of Quintessa's hold on him if he struggled, but he knew that his struggle would definitely incur Quintessa's wrath.

For now, Quintessa doesn't want to kill him.

If Quintessa wanted to kill him, she could do it when his spaceship arrived nearby.

Quintessa may need him for something.

scepter

The confinement silently endured the discomfort of being tied up. At this moment, his psychological feeling was very strange. He was suddenly able to empathize with the ancient Transformers he had "collected".

But empathy is not sympathy.

He thought that when he returned, he would tie those ancient Transformers tighter and completely prevent them from escaping.

Time passes minute by minute.

Quintessa was in front of the screen operating parameters and programs that she couldn't understand due to confinement. After a long time, she asked casually: "Do you know why I'm looking for you?"

After hesitating for two seconds, the confinement replied: "You need me to go to the earth to find the scepter for you. Compared with some trash, I am more trustworthy."

I feel very regretful during the confinement.

If he knew that this mission was issued by the Creator, he would never come to join in the fun.

Although the Creator can provide him with more powerful weapons and technologies, that is the Creator. Rain, Dew and Thunder are fickle. They may be very kind to him one second, but throw him into the furnace and burn him into iron lumps the next second.

The dangers he faced were too great compared to the benefits he might gain.

Moreover, the Creator has to issue a commission to do something, and the danger itself is not that low. Maybe this commission will be his last commission in this life.

"You're right." Quintessa curled her lips and changed the topic, "But in my eyes, you are also a waste."

Confinement silenced.

"You are thinking, since I think you are a waste, why should I ask you to do this?" Although Quintasha was guessing about the psychology of confinement, her tone was a statement.

Quan Quan was shocked, because Quintasha completely revealed what was in his heart.

"You're surprised that I completely guessed your psychology."

Quintessa said slowly.

"God, can you hear my voice?" The confinement could not suppress the doubts in his heart. He asked the question, but was slapped again and spun crazily in the air like a top.

Quintessa looked indifferent: "Did I let you speak?"

The confinement finally stopped the rotation of his body. Hearing Quintasha's words, he opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing, but the humiliation on his face almost solidified.

This is the Creator.

"Although you are a waste, compared with other wastes, you are also quite unique." Quintasha didn't care about the psychological feelings of confinement at all. Every sentence and every word was a knife in the heart of confinement, " But I don’t think you are any better than other losers. I just asked you here because I thought you would be more obedient. You are a hunting dog that runs for bones and meat.”

Confinement is silent.

Quintessa didn't allow him to speak. He was worried that if he opened his mouth, he would be slapped again.

Snapped!

"Why don't you answer my call?"

Zhuge Liang covered his face with a puzzled look on his face.

A slap in the face if you speak, and a slap in the face if you don't speak. Is there something wrong with the Creator's brain?

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

With one slap after another, Confinement got the answer to his last question. It turned out that the Creator could really hear his voice.

"This is the last time." Quintessa retracted her hand with a look of disgust, "If you dare to have any offensive thoughts against your creator, there will be no need for you to continue to exist."

Qiu lowered his head deeply and tried his best to control his thoughts, fearing that he would have any disrespectful thoughts towards Quintessa and end his life.

As Quintessa said, he is actually not much better than other bounty hunters.

If Quintessa is angered, Quintessa can kill him and replace him with a bounty hunter similar to him to perform the task of retrieving the scepter.

"It would have been a very easy thing to take back the scepter, but now the earth has undergone very big changes."

Quintessa is now very curious about the Earth because she has been investigating for a long time but has not been able to find out where the United Government came from. She has also used many observation equipment left by the Creator civilization in the galaxy, but she has not found anything. Clues.

"Both Megatron and Optimus Prime turned their backs on their creators and became dogs of other civilizations, as did the Decepticons and Autobots they led."

Quintessa's tone was full of disgust.

In her opinion, even if the Transformers become dogs, they can only be dogs for her. After all, she created the Transformers.

Who is the coalition government?

"With your current strength, you will die in the past." Quintasha turned around and flew to the confinement. She stretched out a hand to hold the confinement's face, "So I have prepared a strong army for you, and an all-out attack." Orientation modification.”

Modification?

The effects of the Creator’s modifications must be extraordinary!

Confinement's eyes lit up.

Snapped!

He was stunned by Quintessa's slap, thinking what happened this time?

"Turn off the two big lights in your eyes, you're dazzling me." Quintasha turned her face to the side in disgust, avoiding her closed eyes, and continued to talk to herself, "The time is urgent, and there may be some pain. .”

Invisible magnetic chains wrapped around Quan Quan's body, and Quan Quan suddenly had a bad premonition.

"God, what do you want to do?"

Quintessa remained silent, and the next second, the shadow of confinement fell apart.