Chapter 221 Training

This tone! This shape! This figure!

Locked stared at Quintasha floating in the air, gradually overlapping Quintasha's figure with the image of the Creator in his memory.

The Creator has been away from Transformers for too long.

Locked had never seen the Creator in person before. His knowledge of the Creator came from the video materials passed to him by his teacher Hot Rod, and Hot Rod's video materials were also antiques passed down by the previous Transformers.

The Creator has no fixed image, but their body material is very special and very easy to identify.

"Locked! Pay homage to my God!"

Locked got up from the ground with a start, knelt on one knee in front of Quintasha, and bowed his head deeply.

Locked is a bounty hunter, he is too smart.

He knows what to do and when to survive in the turbulent battlefield.

Quintasha nodded slightly.

Locked's behavior won her favor.

"Very good, it seems that you still have the most basic humility and know how to treat your creator." Quintasha flew high up, she gently hooked her little finger and hung up the confinement with an invisible magnetic chain.

So this is what it feels like to be hung up.

Confinement didn't dare to resist at all.

He knew nothing about the true strength of the Creator, but the slaps Quintasha gave him just now were real. They seemed light, but they broke his sensors, and the force was several times greater than the impact of the spacecraft.

He was not sure if he could break free from Quintasha's restraints, but he knew that his struggle would definitely incur Quintasha's anger.

For now, Quintasha didn't want to kill him.

If Quintasha wanted to kill him, she could do it when his spacecraft arrived nearby.

Quintasha might need him to do something.

Scepter

Confinement silently endured the discomfort of being tied up. At this moment, his psychological feelings were very strange. He suddenly felt empathy with the ancient Transformers that he had "collected".

But empathy is not sympathy.

He thought that when he returned, he must tie up those ancient Transformers more tightly to completely prevent them from escaping.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Quintasa operated the parameters and programs that Lockout could not understand in front of the screen. After a long time, she asked casually: "Do you know why I am looking for you?"

Lockout hesitated for two seconds and replied: "You need me to go to Earth to find the scepter for you. Compared with some trash, I am more trustworthy."

Lockout regretted it very much.

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

Although the Creator could provide him with more powerful weapons and technology, that was the Creator, who was unpredictable. Maybe he was very kind to him in the last second, and threw him into the furnace and burned him into a lump of iron in the next second.

Compared to the benefits he might get, the danger he had to face was too great.

Besides, the Creator had to issue commissions to do things, and the danger itself would not be low. Maybe this commission would be the last commission of his life.

"You are right." Kuntasha curled her lips and changed the subject, "But in my eyes, you are also a waste."

Jingbi was silent.

"You are thinking, since I think you are a waste, why do I still ask you to do this." Although Kuntasha was guessing what Jingbi was thinking, her tone was a statement.

Jingbi was shocked because Kuntasha completely spoke his mind.

"You are surprised that I completely guessed your mind."

Quintasa said slowly.

"God, can you hear my voice?" Jingbi couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart. He asked the question, but he was slapped again and spun like a gyroscope in the air.

Quintasa looked indifferent: "Did I ask you to speak?"

Jingbi finally stopped the rotation of his body. Hearing what Kuntasha said, 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 a unique one." Kuntasha didn't care about the psychological feelings of the closure. Every word she said was like a knife in the heart of the closure. "But I don't think you are much better than other wastes. I just called you here because I think you will be more obedient. You are a hound running for bones and meat."

The closure was silent.

Kuntasha didn't allow him to speak, because he was afraid that he would be slapped again if he opened his mouth.

Snap!

"Why don't you answer me?"

The closure covered his face, looking puzzled.

Slapped for speaking, and slapped for not speaking. Is there something wrong with this Creator's brain?

Snap!

Snap!

Snap!

Snap!

Snap!

In the slaps one after another, Jin Shu got the answer to his previous question. It turned out that the Creator could really hear his inner voice.

"This is the last time." Quintasha withdrew her hand with disgust, "If you dare to have offensive thoughts about your creator again, there is no need for you to continue to exist."

Jin Shu lowered his head deeply, trying hard to control his thoughts, fearing that he would have any disrespectful thoughts towards Quintasha and put an end to his life.

As Quintasha said, he was actually not much better than other bounty hunters.

If he angered Quintasha, Quintasha could just kill him and replace him with a bounty hunter who was similar to him to carry out the task of taking back the scepter.

"It would have been very easy to take back the scepter, but a very big change has happened on Earth now."

Quintessa is very curious about Earth now, because she has been investigating for a long time and has not found out where the United Government came from. She has also used many observation devices left by the Creator civilization in the galaxy, but has not found any clues.

"Megatron and Optimus Prime have betrayed their creators and become dogs of other civilizations, and the same is true for the Decepticons and Autobots they lead."

Quintessa's tone is full of disgust.

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

What does the United Government count as?

"With your current strength, you will die if you go there." Quintessa turned and flew in front of Confinement. She stretched out a hand and held Confinement's face, "So I have prepared a strong army for you, and a comprehensive modification."

Modification?

The modification of the Creator must have extraordinary effects!

Confinement's eyes lit up.

Snap!

He was stunned by Kuntasha's slap, and wondered what happened this time?

"Turn off the two headlights in your eyes, they are dazzling me." Kuntasha turned her face away with disdain, avoiding Jinbi's eyes, and continued to talk to herself, "Time is urgent, it may be painful."

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

"God, what are you going to do?"

Quintasa remained silent, and the next second, Jinbi's shadow was shattered.