American comics: The off-the-charts random transformation

We cannot be left out in upholding justice and safeguarding world peace.

Moreover, our great beast god Zod can walk on the seabed, so we don't need to worry about our short breath-holding time.

Tian Xiaoban pretended not to know: "What... the Great Beast God?"

The five of them got really excited when this was mentioned!

"Have you seen Power Rangers? We've gained the power of the team and can even summon giant robots!"

"Wow, that driving experience was amazing!"

"Yes, we were able to leave the island that trapped us thanks to that big robot."

"Seriously, that's so cool! You'll definitely see it someday."

"..."

The five people were praising the robot enthusiastically, saying how easy it was to control. They even claimed that Batman couldn't handle it!

Hearing this, Batman raised an eyebrow.

Tian Xiaoban made an exaggerated expression of shock: "Really? Can I see it?"

Then, Lucas gave the Tyrannosaurus Rex badge he had to Tian Xiaoban.

Based on Tian Xiaoban's exaggerated behavior just now, Lucas thought that Tian Xiaoban probably hadn't watched Power Rangers and probably didn't even know the voice-changing commands.

But unexpectedly, after Tian Xiaoban got the badge, she placed it on the voice changer and flipped it over!

Tyrannosaurus Rex!

The red light quickly enveloped Tian Xiaoban's entire body, forming a red bodysuit on his skin and giving him a red helmet resembling a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Lucas suddenly felt like he'd been NTR'd. He hadn't expected that this suit could be transformed simply by knowing the incantation, and that Tian Xiaoban was stronger and more robust than him, even in a tight-fitting suit.

"Oh!!!!"

Arthur, who was watching the show from the sidelines, was incredibly excited. He had seen this series of tokusatsu dramas on television. He never imagined that such a suit actually existed!

Batman: "..."

Coincidentally, he didn't recognize the character at all. His childhood idols were Zorro the Masked Swordsman, Power Rangers, and the like, who were from a completely different generation than him.

He and I didn't have the same childhood.

Tian Xiaoban assessed his current strength and, to be honest, didn't feel much. The reinforcement from the outer layer of the suit wasn't as strong as the power he possessed from using electric current to propel himself.

However, for the five of them, it was indeed a valuable asset. Garfield's current knockoff skills are certainly commendable.

After taking out the coin, he deactivated his transformation and tossed it back to Lucas: "It's pretty good, don't lose it."

Lucas hurriedly took it, then said with a look of disgust, "I don't need your reminder! If you hadn't taught me kung fu, I wouldn't have shown you this treasure."

"Alright... this power is quite good, I agree to your joining."

The Power Rangers are highly mobile; if you can coordinate well, you will be a terrifying force!

"Well, whether you want to go out to sea or wait on the shore, it's up to you."

..............................

the other side.

Deep in the Atlantic Ocean.

Atlantis.

Despite his severe injuries, Om's frostbite has healed under the magical healing of five witch doctors.

However, the magical repair consumed a lot of Orm's magic power, and he needs a period of rest to recover better.

But time waits for no one. Even though he had just recovered from his serious injuries, Orm still went to the sanatorium in Atlantis.

He was going to win over the hearts and minds of the people. His usurpation of the throne was illegitimate, and his impulsiveness led to the deaths of the sea tribe's vanguard.

If he doesn't try to stabilize public sentiment, he'll be rebelled against!

Led by his guards, Orm, looking weak, was helped into the sanatorium.

Rows of hospital beds filled the room, and the clinical areas were separated by transparent water curtains to prevent the virus from escaping.

Most patients had a neutral attitude towards Om's arrival, since they didn't even know if they would survive and there was no need to care about this prince.

Om walked to the center:

"I apologize, my fellow citizens of the sea god, this invasion has failed."

The weapons of the land-dwelling inhabitants are beyond our comprehension. We are completely outmatched in terms of technological equipment.

I'm not saying this to shirk responsibility, but to tell you all that I will not give up. I firmly believe that once all the land dwellers are dead, Atlantis will no longer be tormented by the alienation disease.

One of the young men, who was not very old, struggled to get out of bed. His whole body was covered with octopus-like tentacles, and he looked terrifying.

"My king, I believe you, but I beg you, could you kill me?"

The young man seemed to be enduring immense pain. The tentacles on his body did not bring him any strange power; instead, they were constantly destroying his genes. He could feel himself gradually losing his mind.

"I've had enough of this look. Please, kill me."

"..." Om remained silent, then gritted his teeth and used the last of his magic power to transform it into a water sword, which he shot towards the young man's head.

This was the fastest way to relieve pain that Om knew.

The water sword flashed by, and the young man's head was severed. Strangely, the tentacles on his body were still moving and could even control his body, making him get out of bed and rush towards Om.

The guards beside Om raised their guns and fired, turning the still-moving corpse into dust.

The ability to continue moving after death is a typical symptom of the alienation disease, as if the corpse has lost its mind and is more easily controlled by this virus.

Because it's the phagocytic instinct inherent in the cells of an ultimate organism.

A corpse on the verge of death will quickly have its energy depleted by its cells. Therefore, the cells of an ultimate life form need to consume large amounts of food to prolong death by replenishing their bioenergy.

"Clean this up and throw the body into the trench."

After saying this, Om returned to his palace with a heavy heart and summoned the minister of the weapons research and development department.

Om told them to continue researching the latest weapons, and that they must be able to withstand freezing attacks.

……

The Trench Clan are half-fish, half-human, with fish heads and human bodies, and their entire bodies are covered in fish scales.

They are fierce, brutal, and bloodthirsty, and have not evolved any civilization; they survive entirely on their hunting instincts.

The reason why this race, which evolved from sea creatures, has been able to survive for so long is because it is large enough and has a large enough population!

The Trench Tribe also has obvious weaknesses. They live in the sunless trenches for long periods of time, so they are afraid of light, and they are more dependent on seawater than the Atlanteans.

However, as the Atlanteans began to throw the patients who died from the alienation disease into the Trench tribe's dining hall one by one.

Their group then began to "evolve".

Large numbers of Trench creatures were infected and assimilated by the cells of the ultimate life form.

Fueled by an abundance of food, their bodies mutated and twisted, making them stronger and more ferocious.

The proliferation of various seafood tentacles granted the top hunters terrifying power, making them not only enormous in size but also more formidable in combat!

Anything weaker than them can be food! Even their own kind from the Trench!

And so, they evolved wildly for a long time!

Until, a special Trench race evolved.

It is not afraid of light, nor of death; even when torn apart by a group attack, it can still reassemble its flesh and blood and revive. It is almost on par with a true ultimate life form.

It burst out of the trench, exuding an astonishing aura of menace, and swam at top speed toward another "dining hall".

……

The Palace of Atlantis.

Om and his men discussed it for a long time, but they still couldn't come up with a solution or know how to deal with that flying bat-shaped fighter jet.

That thing is a perfect counter to the sea creatures. It's too fast to be shot down, and the planes can drop bombs. When the sea creatures' soldiers die, a whole bunch of them are wiped out.

Such a meaningless way of dying is simply not something their sea race can afford to waste.

"Your Majesty, I suggest we modify the magic flying fish so they can fly faster, higher, and farther. That should be able to catch up with that iron lump you mentioned."

The researcher who was speaking also had a flash of inspiration. After all, he had never seen an airplane and had no idea how fast it flew. He only thought of flying fish that could fly out of the water after hearing Om's description.

Om didn't understand either, but he just imagined the scene of flying fish chasing airplanes in his mind, and then agreed: "I'll leave this to you. Remember, our success depends on your results!"

"Yes, I will certainly live up to Your Majesty's trust."

The researcher went down excitedly; he was going to gather some research materials and absolutely could not let Om down.

But with his departure, the other three researchers were left in an awkward position. They had been researching weapons for hundreds of years, and the weapons in the sea had reached the pinnacle of their craft!

Who knew, the king suddenly said that he wanted to deal with the things in the sky!

Isn't this putting people in a difficult position?!

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I don't have any good ideas."

"I only deal with things in the sea."

Me too.

Om rubbed his face, looking exasperated, and waved them away.

I can't figure it out by forcing myself. I should go and look through the royal archives to see if there are any good methods for dealing with land people that have been passed down.

Just as Om was about to leave, a guard swam in quickly!

"Your Majesty, we have been invaded by the Trench Clan! Requesting reinforcements!"

"What! Isn't it daytime? How did they get out here?!"

"Wang is a special individual! It is not afraid of light, and its symptoms are very similar to those of a mutation disease!"

"Damn it!" Om gritted his teeth in anger. His body hadn't recovered yet, so he couldn't rush to the front.

"Send 1000 ocean guards over there, kill it, and watch its flesh and blood to prevent the virus from spreading!"

"Yes!" ×1001