Chapter 281: Xiaolong (1/2)

This battleship was like a flood dragon with all its scales erected, aggressive and murderous.

Although only the size of the tail finger, it gave Li Yao a feeling of majesty and overwhelming power.

It seems that with this battleship, a planet can be suppressed.

Although it is a model, every detail is clearly visible, and many parts are too delicate to be seen by the naked eye.

Li Yao groped one by one with the spirit silk before drawing out the whole picture of the battleship.

Those erected ”scales” are all densely packed turrets.

The style of these turrets is completely different from the spar battleships of the Tianyuan realm.

With the intuition of a craftsman, Li Yao felt that the design and power of these turrets were superior to the spar battleships of the Tianyuan realm.

In front of the battleship, the cylindrical device that looked up like an angry dragon should be the battleship's main gun.

Li Yao studied for a long time, but didn't even figure out what kind of weapon it was.

”This battleship model should be the product of a certain Yuanshi sect in the Xinghai Empire era!”

The age of the Xinghai Empire was the peak of human cultivation technology. Under the leadership of the emperor, each of the twenty Yuanshi sects possessed power across the galaxy, and developed magic weapons and cultivation systems with different styles.

After the end of the world, most of these magic weapons and cultivation systems have been lost.

This battleship model should be the work of that era.

But is it really just a model?

Li Yao blinked, holding the battleship model in his palm, and his thoughts turned.

If it's just a handicraft, there is no need to collect it so properly, it will be placed in the universe ring, and locked with prohibition?

There must be weird!

After pondering for a moment, Li Yao bit his fingertips and squeezed a drop of blood onto the battleship model.

He wanted to use the method of the Hundred Lianzong's blood dripping sacrifices to reveal the secret of the battleship model.

”Huh!”

The battleship model is like a living thing, sucking a drop of blood into it, emitting a faint red glow, and trembling slightly.

”There is a door!”

Li Yao was overjoyed.

The sacrifice of blood is not as simple as a drop of blood, which will make the treasure automatically recognize the owner. There are a series of long and complicated secret methods.

At least, this battleship model does not exclude his blood, indicating that it is almost always the product of a cultivator.

If it is a magic weapon refined by a monster, a cultivator, or another starry alien race, I am afraid it will not be so easy, just accept the blood of a cultivator.

Facing the magic weapon of the Xinghai Empire era, Li Yao didn't dare to be careless, rubbing his fingers, squeezing out ten drops of fingertip blood, biting the tip of his tongue, and spraying three drops of tongue tip blood.

The blood on the fingertips and the blood on the tongue are mixed together and turned into a mist of blood.

Under the manipulation of Li Yaonian's words, the blood mist seemed to have life, intertwined into a red net, enveloped the battleship model, and then was sucked completely.

In an instant, Li Yao felt that a very weak spiritual connection had been established between himself and the battleship model.

This feeling is somewhat similar to when he put on the crystal armor for the first time.

Li Yao’s heartbeat was like a drum, dozens of bundles of spiritual silk gushing out of the roots, gently piercing into the battleship model

The spirit silk drove straight in, and the battleship model did not resist at all, but instead produced a powerful suction force, as if to **** all of Li Yao's soul into it.

When Li Yao discovered something was wrong, it was too late.

In the battleship model, there seemed to be a terrible whirlpool, which sucked part of his soul into it forcibly!

”Huh!”

It was as if a half-step too illusory realm had been opened, and as if the soul was split into two halves, two worlds appeared in front of Li Yao's eyes.

In the first world, he was still in the suite, holding the battleship model in his hand.

In the second world, he came to a small space that was shrouded in gray mist and couldn't leave.

In front of us is a three-hundred-sixty-degree surrounding light curtain, with countless mysterious and complicated control interfaces flashing from time to time, which is a hundred times more complicated than the control system of the refining furnace or the crystal armor!

What made Li Yao stunned was that in the surrounding light curtain, a ”tall and towering” giant appeared with a silly look.

Looking closely, it turned out to be myself!

Such a strange proportion and perspective made Li Yao think of a possibility.

”Could it be that part of my soul is in the cockpit of the battleship model?”

”What is presented before my eyes is the control system of the battleship model?”

”This warship model can really fly?”

This idea just emerged, and the control interface was immediately brightened, and countless intricate information flows appeared.

There are still many differences between the runes of the Xinghai Empire era and the runes of the Tianyuan Realm.

Li Yao couldn't even read most of the instructions, let alone how to control the battleship model!

”Whoo!”

Under the hustle and bustle, the battleship model swayed and flew away, with radiance and runes flashing, and even a miniature psychic shield appeared!

At the same time, Li Yao felt like he was hit hard in his mind.