The next battle did not surprise Su Mo and ended very smoothly.

There are not too many people on these two ships, and it is impossible for the sailors to wear any armor, and in the face of Arnold, who is not strong enough to kill, and there is basically not much resistance to the seven sins that are not strong in strength and speed.

Su Mo didn't make a move, but that didn't mean he had nothing to do.

He had been observing the battle situation, and he wanted to know what level of strength he had reached in this world.

Judging from the current situation, it is impossible for such an enemy of about fifty people without armor to stop his pace.

But what about the increase in numbers, if it increases to a hundred, two hundred, plus weapons like crossbows, spears, armor, etc., what will it be like?

After the battle, only a few of the people belonging to Lady Lise were left to drive the boat, as well as the "sacrifices" that had been transported, and the others were all thrown into the icy black waters.

Su Mo took advantage of the fact that the souls of the dead had not completely dissipated, and directly absorbed some people's souls as a reserve of vitality.

"These people are no different from the people on the earth, they don't have any special powers, they can only be consumed as life force." Su Mo secretly said in his heart, "It seems that if you want to improve your strength, you must also find some special souls." ”

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

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

And the seven sins...... This undisciplined guy ran straight over: "Does Dad have any instructions?" ”

"Don't use Dad as a mouth fetish?" The corners of Su Mo's mouth twitched.

This guy simply treats "Dad" as a mouth fetish, and everyone calls him Dad, which makes the people on the island now allergic to the word "Dad", and they feel uncomfortable when they hear it.

"Okay, grandpa." The seven sins are like a stream.

“…… Stay here, watch over them, and don't make a mistake. Su Mo shook his head and turned around and walked towards the other side of the island.

Naturally, Mrs. Lisy stayed, "moving with affection and reasoning" for her people, to make sure that they would not have any strange thoughts for the next period of time, and that it would be up to them to drive the ship.

The next morning, while it was still dark, there was a loud noise on the island.

The black tower that originally stood in the middle of this small island collapsed under the relieved gaze of Trandon and the others, turning into a pile of ruins.

"It's a pity." Su Mo carried a chest almost the size of a person on his back, which contained what was naturally the legendary "weapon from hell".

As for his car, which should be able to play a big role in this world, because the place where it appeared directly was in the room at the bottom of the tower, it was impossible to drive out, so it could only be buried with the collapse of the tower.

In the smoke and dust, Arnold's tall body walked out, gasping slightly: "Your thing is very good." ”

It was not easy to tear down a tower, Arnold's constant blows, coupled with a few grenades provided by Su Mo, completely shattered the load-bearing wall, turning the tower into a ruin in front of him.

"So-so." Su Mo said casually.

"Alright, let's go." Trandon opened his mouth and said that the most valuable thing on the island was this tower, and the houses in other places were not of much value.

Trandon was not interested.

Destroying this tower would be a huge loss to the people behind the island, and it would be extremely difficult to rebuild a similar place.

Not to mention anything else, with someone like Joyce alone, the entire empire may not be able to find a second one.

Trandon and Benson and Martin all had a rare smile on their faces—a smile from the heart, not a sneer.

The ship had been at sea for ten days before another vast land appeared, in a sense, the true land of the British Empire.

Most of the islands that hang out of the sea are deserted islands, and a small part are gathering places for pirates. These pirates had long lived on the islands, making a living by raiding small fishing villages and fishermen, and had a bad reputation in the British Empire.

It's one of the most hated people, and the other group, ahem, is a few minor nobles.

It is a closed country, beyond which there is a vast ocean, which does not exist - at least not for the time being. The small number of troops in the various noble territories was not so much to prevent foreign enemies as to prevent sneak attacks by other nobles and internal strife in the empire.

In such a closed place, some people want to climb up, and those who are trampled under their feet are naturally some "own people". The big nobles are okay, after all, it has lasted for dozens or hundreds of years, and all the cakes and interests have almost been divided, and there is no need to rely on exploiting the people to continue to grow themselves.

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

What are you doing to strengthen your family's power? Is it possible to overthrow the royal family?

Island nations are all in a delicate balance.

The small aristocracy is different, they want to climb up desperately, and only the interests of the people at the bottom are exploited.

Neither Benson nor Martin had a good life in the British Empire, barely able to get by. Some people can't even live a basic life, so they can only sell themselves to others and become slaves, and themselves, including their descendants, lose their freedom and remain to be driven forever until they die.

Well, the only good thing is that you won't live the same hungry and cold life as before, and if you sell a decent owner, at least you will be fed and clothed.

When you meet a pit master, don't say it.

"Where is this?"

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

Back in the British Empire, of course, they could not choose to stay in the port where the ships had docked before, which would be tantamount to plunging headlong into the arms of the enemy.

Although he had two and seven demons as his secret weapon, for the sake of safety, Trenton chose to find a deserted and secluded place to land.

So, here's the problem.

Tlandon, an aristocrat who grew up in fiefdoms and royal towns, was unfamiliar with the rest of the British Empire.

Needless to say, Martin and the other sacrifices never even left their own small town or village in their limited time.

Su Mo and the other three demons skipped by.

The only thing that could be more reliable was Lady Lisy and her people.

But there is also the problem that although the so-called "miniature continent" or large island belongs to the British Empire, the actual area occupied by the British Empire actually occupies only two-thirds of the entire island, and the other third belongs to the "development area".

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

Such a marginal area, not even Mrs. Lisy and others would pass by.

"Sebas, you take care of it." Trandon glanced at the others with bewildered expressions and said directly to Su Mo.

“…… Do you really think I'm an all-powerful butler? Su Mo glanced at Trandon and complained in his heart.

However, the master's order still has to be carried out, Su Mo turned his head slightly, and said to the others with a serious face: "Stand back." ”

Everyone was awe-struck, and they all took a few steps back more than a few steps - except for Arnold, the demon, as for the Seven Sins, that guy didn't think of himself as a demon at all, and showed that he cherished 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.

"I can't." Su Mo said.

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

Su Mo put up the gun in his hand, the muzzle of the gun pointed towards the sky, and pulled the trigger.

This action has a more formal and unified name, called "Ming Strong Signal", which is usually used as a warning.

By the time one of the magazines was finished, everyone's ears were still filled with the continuous sound of gunfire.

"Well, if there are people nearby, we've managed to get their attention." Su Mo casually threw away the gun in his hand, and he only brought a little bullet from this gun in total, and now that he has become a burning stick after the fight, he naturally threw it away directly.

As for what impact this weapon beyond this world and era will have on this world, Su Mo doesn't care.

Just kidding, even the devil has it, and he still cares about a gun?

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

"Then change places and do it again." Su Mo took it for granted, and he didn't feel sorry for these precious weapons at all.

But just because he wasn't distressed didn't mean that Trandon wasn't distressed, he knew very well that these were similar to flintlock pistols, but they were countless times more powerful than flintlock pistols, and what weapons from hell represented.

"Someone's coming."

At this moment, Arnold suddenly spoke.

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

"It's just a coincidence! Coincidentally, well! Trandon wanted to roar directly at Su Mo.

But in front of others, he must maintain the majesty of the superior and not smile. He was originally easy to be despised because of his young age, and he was not more indifferent and harsh, which was not enough to convince the public.

Trandon didn't want to be a man who could only rely on demons.