Transformers Galaxy Force: Thunder Storm
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Chapter 161
Nemesis Convoy chuckled as he entered the Temple of Primus unseen. With everyone else focused on the trial, there was no one to stand in his way as he walked through the winding corridors to the center, where the Chamber of Ancients waited. It was there where the ultimate prize awaited him: the one thing that would make him complete.
There, floating above a pedestal in the center of the room was the Matrix of Leadership.
Victory flowed through his circuits as he walked towards it. Unable to help the evil laugh that escaped him he reached out...
A sudden burst of energy tore through him, sending him into the far wall. Growling, he hurried forward and tried again, knowing that his time was limited. Again, he was thrown back by a burst of energy.
A force field. How quaint, he thought. He fired a torrent of electricity from his hand, grinning at the explosion. The grin turned to a scowl of frustration when he saw that it had no effect. "All right then. NEMESIS CONVOY! SUPER MODE!" Aiming all four cannons, he fired, but the blasts simply impacted on the field. "FORCE CHIP! IGNITION! DEATH CANNON – FULL BLAST!" Surely it couldn't withstand much more.
No effect.
"Impossible," Nemesis Convoy growled. Focusing, he located his own connection to the Matrix and activated it. The normally blue-glowing artifact began to glow red, and Nemesis Convoy tried yet again.
This time, the blast of energy was painful, and not only that. He realized that it was coming from the Matrix itself. Somehow, in spite of his connection to it, it was rejecting him. Growling in anger, he let the connection drop and returned to Fire Space. Chromia was waiting for him, smirking widely.
"I told you it wouldn't work," she laughed. "But you didn't believe me, now did you?"
Enraged, Nemesis Convoy struck her, sending her across the cavernous area. Then he turned to the others, "Destrons, prepare for war! It's time for the galaxy to burn!"
