The subsequent battle did not exceed Su Mo's expectations and ended very smoothly.

There were not too many people on these two ships, and the sailors could not wear any armor. Facing Arnold, who was not strong in killing power, and even incapable of killing, they basically did not have much resistance.

Su Mo did not take action, but this did not mean that he had nothing to do.

He has been observing the situation of the war, and he wants to know what level his strength has reached in this world.

From the present perspective, it is impossible for the enemy without armor to stop his pace.

But the number of people has increased a little. If it increases to 100, 200, plus weapons such as crossbows, spears, and armor, what would it look like?

After the battle, only some people belonging to Mrs. Lis were left to drive the boat, as well as the "sacrificial gifts" transported over, and the others were thrown into the cold and dark sea water.

Su Mo took advantage of the fact that the souls of the dead had not completely disappeared, and directly absorbed some of the souls of people as reserves of vitality.

"These people are no different from those on earth. They have no special power and can only be consumed as vitality." Su Mo said in his heart, "It seems that in order to improve his strength, he must also find some special souls."

Su Mo's eyes swept behind Seven Sins and Arnold.

Arnold seemed to notice something, turned around, glanced at Su Mo, and walked away directly.

And Seven Sins... This unconventional guy ran over and said, "Dad has any instructions?"

"Don't use dad as a mouth-to-mouth?" Su Mo's mouth twitched.

This guy simply regards "dad" as a mouth-to-mouth. Whenever he sees him, he calls him dad, which makes people on the island now allergic to the word "dad", and he feels uncomfortable when he hears it.

"Okay, grandpa." The seven sins followed the advice.

"... Stay here, watch out for them, don't make any mistakes." Su Mo shook his head, turned around and walked towards the other side of the island.

Mrs. Lis naturally stayed and "moved with emotion and reason" to those of her, ensuring that they would not have any strange thoughts in the next period of time, and would rely on them to drive the boat.

The next morning, it was still dawn, and a loud noise came from the island.

The black tower that originally stood in the middle of this small island fell down under the breath of relief eyes of Trandon and others, turning into a pile of ruins.

"What a pity." Su Mo was carrying a box almost as big as a human, which contained it naturally contained the legendary "weapons from hell".

As for his car that should play a significant role in this world, it appears directly in the room at the bottom of the tower, and it is impossible to drive it out, so he can only be buried with the collapse of the tower.

In the smoke and dust, Arnold walked out with a tall body and gasped slightly: "Your thing is pretty good."

It was not easy to tear down a tall tower. Arnold kept hitting, and with the several grenades provided by Su Mo, he completely smashed the load-bearing wall, turning the tower into ruins in front of him.

"It's normal." Su Mo said casually.

"Okay, let's go." Trandon said, the most valuable thing on the island is this tall tower, and houses in other places are not worth much.

Trandon was also uninterested.

Destroying this tower will be a huge loss for the people behind the island. It will become extremely difficult to rebuild a similar place, which is considered a vent of anger in advance.

Not to mention anything else, it is probably difficult for the entire empire to find a second one with someone like Joyce.

Trandon and Benson, Martin all had a rare smile on his face - that kind of smile from the heart, rather than a sneer.

The ship sailed on the sea for ten days, and another vast land appeared before everyone's eyes. In a sense, this land was the real territory of the British Empire.

Most of the small islands hanging alone overseas are deserted islands, and a small part are gathering places for pirates. These pirates have lived on islands for a long time and rely on plundering small fishing villages and fishermen to make a living. They have a very bad reputation in the British Empire.

It is one of the most disliked people, and the other group, ahem, are some little nobles.

This is a closed country, and outside the country is a vast ocean, which does not exist - at least no foreign enemies have been found at present. The small number of troops in each aristocratic territory are not so much to prevent foreign enemies, but rather to prevent sneak attacks by other aristocratic people and internal chaos in the empire.

In such a closed place, some people want to climb up, and the ones trampled under their feet are naturally some "people". The great nobles are fine, after all, it has been going on for dozens or hundreds of years, and all the cakes and interests have almost been divided. There is no need to rely on exploiting the people to continue to strengthen themselves.

Even if they wanted to do this, they would be stopped by other similar noble families.

What do you want to strengthen the power of a large family? Could it be that you want to overthrow the royal family?

In the island countries, everyone maintains a delicate balance.

But the little nobles are different. If they want to climb up desperately, they will only exploit the interests of the lower class.

Benson and Martin's life in the British Empire would not be very good, and they could barely survive. Some people could not even survive a basic life, so they could only sell themselves to others and become slaves. They themselves, including their descendants, lost their freedom and were driven forever until death.

Well, the only benefit is that you won’t live the hungry and cold life you used to be. If you sell a pretty good owner, at least you will be well fed and well-dressed.

If you meet a cheating master, it’s fine if you don’t say it.

“Where is this?”

After finding a place where they could barely dock, everyone got off the boat and immediately discovered a very serious problem, that is, they were lost!

Back to the British Empire, of course they could not choose the port where their ships were docked before, as that would be like diving directly into the enemy's arms.

Although there are two plus seven demons as secret weapons, for the sake of safety, Trandon still chose to find a deserted and secluded place to dock.

Then, the question arises.

Trandon, a nobleman, has been with fiefs and royal cities since childhood, and is not familiar with other parts of the British Empire.

Needless to say, Martin had never even left the small town where they were in for a limited time, and the village still had some comments.

Su Mo and three other demons passed by.

The only reliable thing is Mrs. Lis and her people.

But there is another problem here. Although it is claimed that this "microcontinent" or large island belongs to the British Empire, the places that are truly occupied by the British Empire actually only occupy two-thirds of the entire island, and the other one-third belongs to the "district to be developed".

To be safe, the sailors, following the orders of Trandon, spared a large circle and sailed almost to the edge of the British Empire.

In such a marginal area, even Mrs. Lis would not pass by.

"Sebas, you can solve it." Trandon looked at the other people who were confused and said directly to Su Mo.

"...Do you really think it's my omnipotent housekeeper?" Su Mo glanced at Trandong and complained in his heart.

However, the master's order still needs to be implemented. Su Mo turned his head slightly and said to the others with a serious look on his face: "Back back."

Everyone was shocked and took a few steps backwards. Except for the demon Arnold, as for the Seven Sins, that guy didn't treat himself as a demon at all, and acted as he cherished his feathers more than anyone else.

Under the expectant gaze of a group of people behind him, Su Mo put the box behind him on the ground, opened it, and took out the legendary weapon from hell.

"Can this thing still be located?" Arnold asked.

"No." Su Mo said.

"Then?" Before Arnold could finish his words, he was interrupted by a loud gunshot.

Su Mo raised the gun in his hand, and pulled the trigger towards the sky.

This action has a relatively formal and unified name, called "Mingqiang Sign", which is usually used as a warning.

When a magazine was beaten, everyone's ears were still filled with continuous gunfire.

"Okay, if there are people nearby, we have successfully attracted their attention." Su Mo threw away the gun in his hand, and he only brought a little bullet in total. Now, after being shot, it has become a fire stick, so he will naturally throw it away directly.

As for what impact this weapon that transcends this world and the times will have on this world, Su Mo doesn't care at all.

Just kidding, even if you have a demon, you still care about a gun?

Trandon felt his cheeks twitching, and he squeezed out two sentences from his teeth: "This is your solution, what if there is no one nearby?"

"Then let's change the place and do it again." Su Mo looked as if he were aware of these precious weapons at all.

But his lack of heartache does not mean that Trandon does not feel heartache. After testing the power of guns, he knows very well that these are similar to flintlock rifles, but countless times stronger than flintlock rifles. What weapons from hell represent?

"Someone is here."

At this moment, Arnold suddenly spoke.

"Young Master, you have to trust your housekeeper, I am a professional." Su Mo said to Trandon.

"This is just a coincidence! It's OK!" Trandon wanted to roar directly at Su Mo.

But in front of others, he must maintain the majesty of the superior and be serious. He was easily despised because of his young age, and he was not even more indifferent and harsh without showing any signs of being convinced.
Chapter completed!