After seeing Krasus and Nythendra off, Tonatiuh did not return to his room. He still felt a little something, but his waist no longer ached.
Even without the Materialist Aura, this body's resistance to all kinds of elements and poisons was still nearly maxed out. Even without mysterious powers, it could still help Tonatiuh reach the pinnacle of the warrior class.
It was tough enough, and its recovery ability was naturally just as strong. If he was not up against a juice-squeezing queen like Azshara, ordinary women were no match for him at all!
Tonatiuh stood on another deck of the Zul, extending a hand as fierce winds carrying damp mist passed through his fingers.
A strong gale was blowing across the surrounding waters. Woyamba said this kind of weather was common on the Great Sea, occurring countless times every year. When ordinary ships or fleets encountered it, they could only find somewhere to take shelter and set sail again after the storm had passed.
Woyamba had originally planned to have the fleet temporarily stop at an island to avoid losses. No matter how powerful the Golden Fleet was, it was still primarily made up of wooden sailing ships. Even with divine enchantments, there was no need to challenge nature's wrath head-on.
Unexpectedly, before the fleet could reach the island Woyamba had designated for shelter, it ran into this massive storm midway.
Woyamba lamented his bad luck and ordered every ship to prepare to withstand the storm, while also calling upon the Shark Loa to use His power against it.
Unexpectedly, before the Shark Loa arrived, the violent tornadoes of the Great Sea actually veered away on their own after encountering the fleet's flagship, the Zul.
The fierce winds, rain, and towering waves that could endanger even the Golden Fleet's