Not long after, Zhao Fan's trash incarnation arrived in front of the broken warship. This sight, synchronized with the original consciousness, made him a little shocked.
It was as if one-third of the warship had been torn off abruptly, and the traces at the break could vaguely feel the terrifying power it had encountered.
At least, Zhao Fan is not qualified to compare with him despite all his efforts.
Zhao Fan controlled the incarnation of garbage and boarded the dilapidated warship. There were some black blood stains on it, which had long been reduced to decorations. There was no energy contained in them. They were probably left behind endless years ago.
Inside the cabin, there were ten lifelike corpses.
Zhao Fan glanced at the corpses. They all had blue skin and blue eyes. They were wearing uniforms of the same style. Judging from their body shapes, there were six women and four men. The expressions on their faces were like... He was smiling, as if he didn't react at all to the crisis.
On the ground were broken weapons, covered with dust and rust.
"this……"
Zhao Fan didn't feel any pressure on the corpse, but the life level was sensitive.
At a glance, he could tell that these ten corpses were all Taoist Lords of Chaos during their lifetimes!
Not only that, the broken weapons on the ground are also Chaos Dao soldiers, but the quality is much inferior to that of Emperor Ming. Maybe Chaos Dao soldiers are just ordinary goods!
The expressions on everyone's face meant that they were shocked to death in the cabin without even having a chance to face off against the enemy, and even the Chaos Dao soldiers were shattered.
The more Zhao Fan thought about it, the more unbelievable it became. Doesn't that mean that the quality of this broken warship was harder than the lives of the ten Chaos Dao Lords in front of him? Otherwise, why was it destroyed because it was torn into pieces, even the Chaos Dao Lords inside were shocked to death, but the remaining hull only had some cracks on the surface?
He raised his hand, clenched his fist and tentatively smashed the wall of the warship.
As a result, the warship remained motionless.
But the fluctuations that spread in the space during the collision shook ten corpses into ten piles of powder in an instant!
The battle clothes were reduced to scattered strips of cloth.
"I am the incarnation of garbage, and my power is equivalent to that of an ordinary emperor!"
Only then did Zhao Fan realize that it had definitely been a long time since the death of the ten Chaos Dao Lords. The battle clothes and corpses had already been weathered. It was just that there was no external force during this period and they were preserved as before. Otherwise, it would be impossible for ordinary emperors like this to survive. It can withstand shattering in the fluctuations.
"I'm sorry, everyone, I didn't intend to disturb your sleep."
Zhao Fan shrugged at the ten piles of ashes and started searching the cabin, maybe he could find something valuable.
As for the broken Chaos Dao soldiers on the ground, they were all crispy and shattered into dregs with just a light touch from Zhao Fan.
After spending nearly a stick of incense, Zhao Fan rummaged through the entire broken warship inside and outside, and found a triangular metal plate. Although he didn't recognize the characters engraved on it, the meaning he understood was transformed into it as soon as he touched it, "Blue" fall."
"Lan Luo? Is this a name, or what?"
Zhao Fan pondered for a moment, and then decided to take the entire dilapidated warship into the imperial palace. Even though it was all tatters, ashes, debris and an unknown metal plate, this was his first trip outside the territory. A discovery is of commemorative significance.
"Keep on going, One Hundred Abyss, but it's still far away..."
Zhao Fan activated the speed blessing of time and space and shuttled around while playing with the metal plate engraved with "Blue Luo".
