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Jack stood facing the towering horror that had once called itself the Red Queen. The battlefield around them was a ruined nightmare—shattered earth, twisted metal, smoke curling into a darkened sky like the dying breaths of a broken world. Fires still burned where helicopters had fallen, where tanks had exploded, where human resistance had been crushed beneath monstrous strength. The White House, once a symbol of order, now resembled a wounded animal encircled by predators.
And yet, amid the devastation, laughter echoed.
"You think that this did win? Useless, I am Undying Body, hā hā hā…"
The grotesque sound rippled through the air like rust scraping bone. The Zombie King's split body, cleaved moments ago by Jack's impossible strike, began knitting itself back together. Two halves dragged toward each other, flesh crawling, muscle reconnecting, bone reforming. It was obscene, unnatural regeneration—mocking every rule of mortality.
Everyone froze.
Hope, which had flared only seconds earlier, stiffened into disbelief.
Claire's jaw tightened. Jill's cigarette trembled between her fingers. Teri's smile collapsed. Ada's eyes narrowed. Even Alice, who had seen horrors beyond imagination, felt the familiar chill of impossible odds returning.
"Hateful…" Claire muttered, her fist clenching until her knuckles whitened.
"Jack, needs to praise you. Your strikes were very powerful," the Zombie King sneered as its colossal form rose fully upright once more. "What a pity… useless."
Jack's massive Transformers Third-layered Form shifted slightly. The glow in his optics flickered, not from fear, but from calculation. He watched the monster calmly, as though observing an experiment rather than confronting an apocalypse.
His voice came steady, edged with amusement.
"Zombie King, you think that you really did win?"
The creature laughed again, louder this time, thunder vibrating through the cracked earth. "Naturally. What method can you have? Killing you is easy. You are common like trash. No threat."
Jack slowly straightened.
Every movement carried weight, yet beneath the mechanical grandeur there was something different now—something focused, sharpened.
"Had powerful power," Jack said quietly, "is roaring in a moment flamboyant."
The Zombie King raised a hand. Black lightning gathered violently, spiraling like condensed hatred. The sky dimmed further as if recoiling from its birth.
"Did idle talk say? Let me send you to Western Paradise."
Jack tilted his head slightly.
"That can make daddy say one again?"
The casual tone grated against the tension like a blade against glass.
The Zombie King grinned, a grotesque distortion of triumph. "This time, can your last words."
Jack's optics flashed cold.
"Thanked your," he replied. "As thanking gift… killed you to be good."
The air seemed to pause.
Then lightning roared forward.
"Jack!" Alice shouted.
Ada, Jill, Claire, Teri—every voice collided with dread.
But Jack vanished.
The black lightning slammed into empty space, detonating violently. Shockwaves rippled outward, tearing debris into spirals. The Zombie King's eyes widened.
"How can?"
Ada's breath caught. Then realization struck.
"Teleport… that is Teleport!"
White Queen stared upward, stunned. "He achieved it… but how?"
Jack reappeared several meters away, hovering. His massive form radiated a new stillness, as though something inside had aligned at last.
"You cannot think are many," Jack said. "For example… you will die."
The Zombie King turned fully toward him. "You also really surprised me. Under robot form, can use superpower."
Jack's voice lowered.
"Precedent crisis," he said. "Under threat of death."
His gaze hardened.
"In my body has two strong cells—T-Cell and Transformer Cell. They are incompatible. When I transform, cannot use T-Cell power. But under death pressure… they unified."
The Zombie King's laughter returned, dismissive. "Even this how? You still trash."
Jack shook his head slowly.
"Said that you are fool… you are really fool."
The monster roared angrily.
Jack's voice rose like gathering storm.
"Union of cells brought new power. Eruption time arrived!"
Five radiant beams exploded from his body—light-cyan, scarlet-red, water-blue, yellow-earth, snow-white. They pierced the sky in dazzling brilliance, cutting through smoke and darkness. The battlefield bathed in impossible color.
"Transformers Fourth-layered Form!"
The energy surged outward in waves, forcing even the Zombie King to step back.
"Cracks a joke!" it bellowed.
Then the light collapsed inward.
Jack's form changed.
Smaller.
Condensed.
Only one-tenth his previous scale, yet infinitely denser.
The transformation left everyone speechless.
He now stood as a hundred-meter titan of shifting colors: light-cyan head, scarlet-red right arm, water-blue left arm, yellow-earth right leg, snow-white left leg, the rest glowing deep purple like compressed cosmic force.
K-Mart whispered, shaken, "Is this Jack? He became smaller…"
White Queen answered softly, awe threading her voice. "Smaller… but stronger."
The Zombie King reacted instantly, both hands condensing massive fireballs.
"hā hā hā… changes so small!"
The infernos roared forward.
"Jack, avoids quickly!" Claire cried.
Jack didn't move.
The explosions swallowed him whole.
Flame blossomed like a miniature sun, heat so intense the ground melted, air trembling under thermal distortion. Smoke surged upward in choking waves.
"Jack…" Alice whispered.
Silence fell.
Then—
The fire twisted.
Collapsed inward unnaturally.
Like breath being inhaled by a god.
Jack emerged, untouched.
Flames spiraled toward his scarlet-red arm, absorbed hungrily.
The Zombie King's voice cracked. "Impossible… you absorbed!"
Relief surged through the survivors like oxygen.
Alice exhaled sharply.
Jill smirked.
Teri nearly sobbed.
"Father is fiercest!" Becky cheered.
Jack flexed his burning arm.
"Union of T-Cell and Transformer Cell," he said calmly, "brought what kind power… you cannot compute."
The Zombie King snarled, fury replacing arrogance.
Jack's optics gleamed.
The real battle—no longer survival, but dominance—had begun.