The entire planet Cybertron is the third planet in the Cybertron system.

In addition to the artificial planet Cybertron, there are a total of twelve planets of various sizes.

There are thirteen in total, which exactly matches the number of thirteen ancestors.

"The Thirteen Ancestors are about to wake up, let the staff officers of the War Center lay out the relevant plans, and make sure that there is an Ancestor on each planet. As for the names of the planets...... Just follow the names of the ancestors. Donnie commanded.

"Then what about the remaining Ancestor?" Tong Tianxiao asked.

"Just press him to Cybertron - or throw him into the world of war, which doesn't have a master anyway."

Donnie waved his hand, and the clouds were light.

The Thirteen Ancestors are the thirteen powerful Transformers created by Donnie's painstaking efforts, and it is Downey who has carefully extracted the most initial and immeasurable potential gene fragments directly from the source of CNA and continuously put them together.

I don't know how many billion times this has failed.

Each gene chain is extremely complex, and the slightest mistake will lead to collapse, and you have to start all over again, God knows how many times Downey failed to find out the thirteen most successful ones, plus Downey lost a lot of fire sources to initially create.

They started as demigods, and they slept for a long time in order to run in the gene chain and body, and more importantly, to make their consciousness grow more perfect.

The province woke up with a big grin, and it turned out to be a bunch of imbeciles......

Downey sensed that the thirteen guys were about to wake up, and he had to give them something to do anyway. To be honest, Donnie is also looking forward to the state and future of these thirteen ancestors.

He started as a demigod, and he was simply a rich and handsome man in the whole universe, a son of luck, and a son of the plane...... son.

I don't know how many billions of lives have worked hard to break the barriers of mortals, but they have failed for various reasons.

Demigods are the border from mortals to gods, and this threshold blocks I don't know how many amazing and glamorous lives.

Thanos is just a demigod, and Downey is now, regardless of the noble nature of his only god, and he is also stuck on the threshold of a top demigod, and it is difficult to further advance.

As a result, the Thirteen Ancestors started as demigods, and if it spread, it is estimated that a large number of people will vomit blood in anger, and run to Cybertan with knives and red eyes.

Downey sits on the vibranium mine, a huge mine that Downey has long since migrated directly to. He stood up, the wind howled, he took a deep breath, condescending, like a god, with the pride of the Creator, looking down, feeling, smelling the strong smell of construction in the air.

"Well, it's very polluting......"

Donnie muttered, taking another breath, disgusting.

"Who is so unsophisticated?" Donnie looked upstream of the wind, and a guy named Hercules was in full swing.

Forty-two meters tall, he directly carried a building and walked, and every step on the ground could cause a painful wail on the metal floor - that was the reason why the metal ground was overwhelmed.

"On the Cybertron demolition brigade, who is the strongest?"

"Of course it's my Hercules!!"

As an aggregate of excavator troops, Hercules is good at construction, and what he is best at is violent demolition.

See that building? Hey, hard, up.

Then the building was broken off at the waist, smashing into a bunch of hapless engineering team King Kong.

Whispered curses and complaints rang out, and Hercules was disliked again.

"How can this be justified and collapsed?"

"It's not good, it's still a chemical plant! …… It is actually directly affiliated with the Academy of Sciences? Shockwave: The madman couldn't say what terrible stuff he was studying. ”

"Hook, you kid show off your talents."

The hook that was made up of the head and shoulders paused, and seemed a little shy, and then opened its mouth and spewed out a large pile of green.

The hook has an artistic cell, likes to engage in art, and prefers to spray green for others, and it is said that the chaotic leopard now has lingering palpitations about the hook.

Suddenly, there was a dead silence, and all the King Kongs present fell into an eerie silence.

Donnie looked at the scene speechlessly and shook his head.

"The world of war not only exists as a fortress of war, but can also have better value......"

Donnie pondered, then took a step, the portal opened, and in the next second, Downey appeared inside the war world, in the middle of the huge Colosseum.

This is the place where Mongo watched many slaves fight bloodily, and it is a place of entertainment.

"It's better to be a space mercenary center." Downey narrowed his eyes, and had to say, the world of war couldn't be more suitable.

This is a war fortress, and after so many years of painstaking operation, all kinds of facilities inside the planet have long been built, including various canteens, prisons, colosseums, etc., all kinds of things are available.

A natural place.

Donnie has the heart to make this a paradise for mercenaries and bounty hunters at the core of the universe, and it just so happens that some inconvenient affairs within Cybertron can also be issued in the form of mission entrustment.

The moon at Downey's feet will become an alternative center of the universe.

What the? What do you say about the Collector's Void Land? What does that have to do with Donnie?

If you can't do it, you will rob the collector back.

Anyway, the old guy had already guessed that Donnie was special, and he had a deliberate intention to make friends. When Downey was picked up by a collector, the collector specially built an expensive sleep compartment for Downey to help him collect the messy set of information.

The fifteen old fellows of the Cosmic Elders Church are best at saving their lives, and they will never easily offend anyone, let alone set up unnecessary enemies.

This is the secret of their survival to this day.

Downey, on the other hand, is a risky investment for collectors who want to be rewarded.

What do you crave when you hug the thigh of a single life? Safety definitely comes first.

Secondly, there is the realm of God.

The beings who inhabit the world of the Ten Thousand Heavens Instrument simply don't have enough reliable guarantees, and maybe some of the big guys will wipe out the multiverse with a single stroke of their brains. Then one day I will remember it and restore it.

What if someone misses it?

Undoubtedly, although the strong people in the realm of gods are everywhere, and the gods are not as good as dogs, at least there is no need to worry about being easily erased like ants.

As long as the thigh he hugs is thick enough to shelter him, it means permanent life and indestructible security, and he can have a lot of time and resources to do what he wants to do - as for not having enough resources? With endless life, even a little bit of saving, sooner or later, it is only a matter of time.

Downey was naturally well aware of the Collector's intentions, and he didn't mind accepting the Collector as a member of his planet.

It's just an old guy with a collector's habit and great emotional intelligence, and that's no problem.

Therefore, Donnie's robbery of the Void will inevitably have more peace of mind.

The collector is going to be unlucky, and the treasures that have been collected for more than 10 billion years are estimated to be unable to be saved, because a fierce wolf has once again descended on his territory.