Golden Crocodile Douluo fell silent.
He had lived for hundreds of years, yet this was the first time he had heard of such a thing.
"Then this time..."
"Don't worry." Luo Yun looked at him.
"Before a deity, their Soul Tools still won't amount to much."
"If this mission didn't require an army to conquer the continent, I alone would be enough."
Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded and asked no more.
A month later.
"Land! Land ahead!"
The lookout atop the mast shouted.
The entire fleet erupted into a frenzy.
Everyone rushed to the railings and gazed into the distance.
At the point where sea met sky, a hazy outline appeared and disappeared from view.
It was a continent.
The Sun Moon Continent.
Luo Yun narrowed his eyes, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
They had finally arrived.
Just then—
"Report! Unidentified ships ahead!"
Luo Yun looked in the direction the lookout was pointing.
Several enormous ironclad ships were heading toward them across the sea.
The ships were black all over, their hulls covered in thick armor, with huge cannons mounted at their bows.
The soldiers on board each held a strange rod, its end pointed at them.
Long guns radiating Soul Power.
Luo Yun furrowed his brow slightly.
Their rate of development was indeed much faster than that of the Douluo Continent.
But—
That was all.
"What kind of ships are those?" Mighty Lion Douluo stared, wide-eyed.
"Made of iron?" Azure Luan Douluo asked. "Can iron float?"
"Look at what they're holding." Golden Crocodile Douluo squinted.
"Don't know. Never seen anything like it."
"Could they be weapons?"
The people from the Douluo Continent stared at the never-before-seen ironclad warships and Soul Tool long guns, their minds full of questions.
The people on the other side were watching them,