Chapter 360: Crushing Gunfire! I… Am Old Devil Su!

Chapter 360: Crushing Gunfire! I… Am Old Devil Su!

The foreign races had been defeated!

They had completely and utterly failed!

Their deaths were not in vain — they had provided him spectacular gains — both in terms of profit as well as reputation.

With Moore at the helm of the Annihilator, bombarding away like a “lunatic”, 23500 foreign races had been buried forever under the ocean after experiencing a 32-second, and 76-shell barrage from the Annihilator.

Yesterday, this ocean had still been azure blue. Under the sunlight, the waves shimmered.

However, as the sun rose today, the ocean today had already been stained a daunting blackish-red!

By the time their screams echoed and dwindled, they had become an eternal part of the sea; transforming into the black ash that was now scattered across the waters.

They had come rushing over, and they had “passed away” in a rush too.

Fortunately…

They left “gifts” behind.

Sitting inside the bridge, Su Mo’s ears were both covered in blood, which dripped down onto the golden fur of the Simba onesie.

Humankind’s weapons of war could decimate the large number of foreign races.

However, human bodies were still so “frail”!

Still, when he saw the image of the ocean transmitted through the camera feed, which displayed many places shining with golden light, sitting in the captain’s seat, Su Mo finally could not suppress the emotions in his heart and laughed out loud!

The next second, a silvery-gray card that exuded starlight appeared in Su Mo’s hand.

Unlike the talisman simulation world, in the real wasteland world, the number of “hidden aces” in Su Mo’s hands were many!

Upon detecting its holder’s physical condition, the Mountain and Sea Painting Scroll card started automatically gathering power, which it transmitted slowly up his arm.

His damaged ears seemed to recover the instant this power rushed forth.

It was like a blind person who suddenly had a cornea transplant and could now see the real world.

Sitting inside the bridge, the silent world finally ceased, and the incessant buzzing noises in his ears disappeared and were replaced by the sounds of the real world around him.

Crackle…

Wah…

Complex noises started appearing. Su Mo’s brain started quickly accepting, processing and analyzing the information brought by these sounds.

The flames released by the TNT explosions were still blazing on the surface of the ocean.

A few of the foreign races’ terrified screams could still be heard.

The enemies in the distance had already been wiped out by Moore and turned into ash.

However, the few enemies who were within the 200-meter radius around Hope One, or who were hiding underneath it, temporarily avoided death.

Those who had dashed to the forefront and done the dirty work were the foreign races’ pitiful cannon fodder troops.

They did not have shelter cores, nor did they have teammates. Their leader was dead, and their races were facing extinction.

They saw the treasure chests floating on the sea clearly.

A “bold” guess arose in these foreign races’ minds.

However, even if they wanted to send such an “important” message to the other foreign races at this moment…

They could not do so!

In other words, this battle, despite the fact that they were still alive and kicking, had already ended!

[Respected Captain Su Mo, the OS has already analyzed and extracted all signs of creature activity within a 300-meter radius in real-time. The current creatures are determined to be: enemies]

[Will you activate the image analysis transmission to assist the combat agents in making precise attacks against the enemy?]

Alongside the OS’s voice, in the display, a map of red dots had been marked out by the OS.

In the presence of light and at close range, this real-time image analysis system was even better than the fire-control radar!

There were still 76 surviving foreign races at the moment. According to the OS’s judgment, the time it would take to annihilate them all was…

Only 7 seconds!

In 7 seconds, the combat agents could wipe out all the enemies under the OS’s instructions.

“Send out the message to the combat agents in real-time. Without my instructions, do not attack!”

He was not in a rush to eliminate them so, after waving a hand and giving orders to the OS, Su Mo slowly stood up.

The morning sea breeze that passed through the opened door was slightly humid and cold. Accompanied by the heavy smell of blood and gunpowder, it felt disgusting.

Having used up all her strength, Connie — who had fallen unconscious as she laid on the bridge — involuntarily curled up after feeling the cold wind.

After thinking about it, Su Mo took off the Simba onesie. After covering Connie with it, he strode outside.

At this moment, there was no longer a need to pretend!

The Annihilator’s strength ensured that Su Mo had no need to compromise with the foreign races!

All the foreign races would forever fear…

Old Devil Su!

He did not choose to stand on the deck to observe the tragic situation unfolding below.

After putting on the full set of combat uniform, Su Mo walked over to the deck’s hidden passageway and arrived at the emergency exit, where he opened the emergency hatch that led out to sea.

The treasure chests on the sea were still floating around but, if he left them alone for too long, they would likely float away with the waves.

In this situation, he had to go out to sea and collect these treasure chests as soon as possible before the treasure chests drifted away.

Taking out the lifeboat from the storage space and tossing it into the ocean, Su Mo hopped onto it smoothly and stood up steadily in just two seconds.

Picking up the oars and rowing toward the flashing golden lights, Su Mo quickly reached his intended target.

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On the way, several of the surviving foreign races were floating on the surface of the sea.

Under the light of dawn, as they watched Su Mo working hard to row the boat, they all felt a little dazed.

However, with tacit agreement, none of them made a sound, and nobody dared to attack…

Because this person, and the face hidden under the armor…

Was unmistakably familiar!

‘It’s Old Devil Su! So the mysterious lion warrior is Old Devil Su. That sounds about right. Only Old Devil Su would have the kind of strength to build a ship like this.’

‘It’s a pity that the Five Royal Clans are still plotting over how to kill Old Devil Su. I never thought he would take the initiative to make the first move and catch everyone by surprise!’

’20 thousand, 20 thousand. There were 20 thousand of us!’

‘The foreign races are all going to die!’

‘…’

Countless strange thoughts popped up in their heads. Although they did not understand just how Su Mo had appeared here, or how he attracted this “kill” order from the Five Royal Clans, as the winner declared almighty, they had lost completely and fairly!

With a weapon of mass destruction like this, even if the Five Royal Clans had been present here today, they would be full of regret and loathing!

This had already far surpassed the limits of the foreign races’ knowledge; much like how Su Mo had slayed a god at the kobold castle, it was something that was outside the scope of their imaginations.

“Old Devil Su is coming. Should we attack?”

Unlike how he hunted the foreign races’ spies on the sea last time, Su Mo rowed even faster this time.

The oars had already turned into a blur, as if he had no desire to take action against them.

Seeing the Old Devil Su who was famous among the foreign races rushing over at this speed, one of the foreign races blocking his way had asked that question.

Those words were not spoken loudly. With the ambient noise on the ocean, it was barely audible.

However, strangely, the foreign races at the side seemed to hear it just fine, and used their actions to answer his question.

A single path!

A path that headed straight out into the distant ocean!

As Su Mo rowed the boat forward, all the foreign races that were blocking the way all immediately started slowly moving aside.

None of the foreign races chose to “commit suicide”.

None of the foreign races wanted to “accomplish the mission”.

They just kept observing — observing Su Mo’s calm face, observing Su Mo rowing the oars across the waters, observing Su Mo rushing up to the treasure chests, and then putting them in his storage space!

Seeing that Su Mo was clearly not going to take action against them, and since they were no longer compelled by their leaders’ orders, their choice was very…

True to their heart!

Back on the ship, Moore, who was still on standby inside the main gun turret, as well as Oreo who was strolling on the deck, also found that the situation had already been settled.

Taking Big Spark and Little Spark along, the four little ones happily dashed out the emergency hatch.

Without any hesitation, they jumped down toward the surface of the ocean that was dirty, but full of a rewarding “scent”.

In just two months, compared to the skinny frail bodies they had when he first saw them, of these two wildfeather chickens, Big Spark’s body had already reached half a meter long, and Little Spark’s was already more than 40 centimeters long.

The four little soldiers split up and started swimming toward Su Mo’s surroundings, helping Su Mo to collect the treasure chests floating on the ocean!

Moore started swimming toward the location where there were the most foreign races gathered, according to the plan Su Mo had given him previously.

“If you disarm yourselves, we will not kill you. If you surrender, we won’t kill you. If you’re willing to follow the Oreo Clan, we won’t kill you!”

“Our captain Su Mo is the most amazing person on the wasteland. As long as you are willing to follow him, as long as you’re willing to follow orders honestly, you’ll be allowed to live!”

“All foreign races who submit only need to follow the captain’s orders and work for 14 hours each natural day.”

“Then you’ll be allowed to live aboard the wasteland’s safest ship, have three full meals a day, and discover a road to advancement, a way to improve your strength, and a bright future!”

“It’s now 6.32 in the morning. You have only 30 minutes to consider this offer!”

“Before seven, whoever is willing to submit, please swim to my left side. Those who aren’t willing or have other thoughts can go to my right side and wait for death!”

Unlike these weak and skinny foreign races, Moore, as a lightning bear warrior who ate and slept well, had an overwhelmingly sturdy physique.

His voice was extremely loud. Even Su Mo, who was 400 meters away, could still hear it.

Like a roar of thunder, all of the foreign races on the water and below were shaken.

However, what shocked these foreign races was not his voice, but the contents of the words he passed on.

Among the 76 surviving troops of the foreign races, three unlucky ones had been too weak and had succumbed to fatigue and drowned in the ocean.

Among the 73 remaining, around 15 of them could understand human words.

Hearing Moore’s words, they revealed a trace of disbelief, and then when they saw Oreo, as well as Big Spark and Little Spark, they looked as if they had realized something.

The other foreign races who could not understand did not swim away either. After talking to those who understood and comprehending the offer, their faces showed stunned expressions.

Submit to the humans?

No, submit to Old Devil Su?

As long as they worked 14 hours a day, they could become Old Devil Su’s underlings, board this frightening ship, and eat three full meals a day?

They could even join the mysterious Oreo Clan that their leaders mentioned?

A feeling like manna raining from heaven slowly arose in the hearts of these foreign races who knew their inner desires.

As ones who possessed the ability to converse and understand the human language, these fifteen were originally the higher-level members of the smaller races. They were unlike the other cannon fodder troops and naturally knew what exactly the mysterious Oreo Clan represented…

The sixth Royal Clan!

The mysterious lion warrior with a strength rating exceeding 3!

No, the case was solved!

That mysterious lion warrior was definitely Old Devil Su!

Only Old Devil Su would possess such strength!

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