Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 1097: Dragons Transform
At nightfall, a van quietly drove out from the back door of Yiluhua Department Store.

Phaethon was still driving, but now Ao Zang was also in the car. The car was heading to the shore, where the shrimp soldiers and crab generals dispatched by Ao Zang were waiting for Shangluo to see.

In order to prevent the heat-fearing soldiers from evaporating due to some accidents, the review time was chosen in the cool night after sunset.

Darkness can also help keep it secret. Dong Hai hasn't shown up in front of everyone yet, and all these things that suddenly appeared need to be kept strictly secret.

"So why did you become like this again?" Phaethon, who was driving, glanced at Shang Luo who was sitting in the passenger seat.

He turned into Otohime again.

"I need to practice transformation more. The lightning technique in this state is quite powerful, and it is the most practical combat skill I have learned so far. I have learned the most powerful ones before, but they were always like dancing on the edge of a knife. But the dragon transformation is different. In this state, my control over lightning is almost instinctive, and I can control it properly even if it is a thunderbolt."

"Ah, that's true." Phaethon nodded. "If it was like before, when you were not accurate in dealing with the lightning spells, I wouldn't dare to stand next to you. Who knows if a sudden gust of wind would cut off my scalp."

"So I have to practice more - next time I'll see if there are other incarnations I can use. There are thunder tribulations, fire tribulations, and wind tribulations in this world. In addition to thunder tribulations, there are also wind tribulations and fire tribulations that can be used. If I can find a corresponding incarnation to transform, it will save me a lot of effort in practicing magic on my original body."

"You really know how to save trouble. This is a method that couldn't be more convenient."

"No wonder Sun Wukong wanted to learn this. Sun Wukong only studied with Patriarch Bodhi for a few years, and I guess he was mostly learning the 72 transformations. I wonder how many templates Sun Wukong has in reserve. If there is any kind-hearted Patriarch Bodhi, he would send me all the templates for the 72 transformations at once."

"How can it be that good? Since there is no such lucky chance, it is not impossible for you to collect them one by one. I see that you have several swords on you." Phaethon suddenly stopped speaking halfway.

"Hmm?" Shang Luo also looked outside, "Did you see it too? It seems like someone is following us?"

“That’s quite courageous.”

"Hey, how do you know they're not 'gutsy'?"

"Because the people who need to use a vehicle to follow you obviously don't have the strength to capture you. I can only think that they are either bold or have no idea about your background - so what are they doing here?"

"Most likely someone from the Dragon Palace. I think Ao Zang was cautious enough before, but I didn't expect that someone would still have a problem with him."

"Do you want me to get rid of them?"

"No need, let them come. Normally I wouldn't bother to care, after all, this is an internal matter of the Dragon Palace. But now that someone has helped us round up these troublesome people one by one, I don't have to do it myself - speaking of which, in this Dragon Palace, the princess and the prime minister are both at odds with the Dragon King, so who is supporting him? Is there really anyone supporting Ao Zang?"

"I think he sent the troops here for you to review tonight just to show you that he can still command the Dragon Palace."

"Why do I feel like he's taking advantage of me, and he wants me to help him solve his internal problems." Shang Luo shook his head, "Okay, since you want him to send troops, you have to give him some face. I'll take this order. It's a good opportunity to stretch my muscles and let those daring fry have a taste of thunder tribulation."

"I see you have a hammer in your hand and want to hit someone, right?"

"That's right. If I don't hit people, how would the world know that I have a hammer in my hand?" He rubbed his hands happily, and black lightning flashed between his hands. On the shore, on an ordinary beach, everyone got off the car there. Ao Zang picked up the phone and communicated with the other end of the phone.

In the distance, there was a faint blue glow. A square formation of about 400 big guys were walking up along the seabed.

They had been waiting for a long time on the seabed near the coast. After receiving the order from the Dragon King, they appeared along the shallows. The six-legged chassis was equipped with a glowing fuselage, and the claws on both sides also had a tube made of carapace.

The wide six legs make it walk on the soft sand as if on flat ground, and the solid body makes it have a huge passenger cabin. A glowing glass ball is placed in the middle of the "Crab General", which seems to be the driver. But the ball is airtight and the specific posture of the driver inside cannot be seen - maybe there is a glass ball inside.

"Tianjun, please look, this is the Crab General."

"Looking at it this way, it does look a bit like the Roman phlogiston submersibles."

The most similar ones were the marines coming off the submarine. They were also wearing thick armor and did not reveal their faces. After the armor of the marines was broken, they were like a boss whose equipment was destroyed and scattered all over the ground, with only their souls returning to the ship. It seems to be similar here.

If it weren't for the fatal flaw of "weak fire", then these "crab generals" made of mirage gas would indeed have completely surpassed the outdated Roman technology. But from Ao Zang's demonstration just now, this thing can't even withstand the heat of cooking, let alone the heat of the battlefield. If it weren't for the cooperation of the Dragon Palace's cloud and rain, this thing would be killed by a fire bomb.

But on the other hand, if it is coordinated with the waves, it would be a force that even the king's army would be wary of.

"Well, this is very good. It looks like it could be of great use. Let them come closer. I want to see it for myself."

"Then please allow me to send a little rain. These crabs will be more comfortable in the rain."

"please."

The rain had been ready and it fell in an instant. The silent crabs rode the rain and moved forward silently, leaving only the rustling sound of their footsteps on the beach.

Shangluo was about to say something when suddenly a gunshot rang out.

"Hey, this is really brave. Someone actually wants to shoot me." He was about to turn around to see who was going to attack him, when he saw a blurry shadow quietly appearing from the rain behind him. He could vaguely see that they were four masked tortoise-shell men, who moved swiftly and did not look like tortoises at all:
"Xiao Yi! Princess Xiao Yi! Why are you here? Weren't you captured by that old dragon? Come on, come over here!"

"You have quite a few soldiers, including the Four Little Ones. Is your master a mouse?"

"Ah? Princess Xiaoyi, what did you say?"

"I said."

Before Shangluo could say anything, the shadow grabbed his shoulder without saying a word and pulled him into the curtain after the rain and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)