Great Sage Who Pacifies Heaven

The Tauren Warrior, Great Sage Who Pacifies Heaven, stood on the railing of the Iron Blood, idly gazing at the surrounding sea. The scenery of the Great Sea was rather monotonous, with only azure water everywhere and nothing else. Since most of the islands in the Great Sea were inhabited by different monsters, ships on the route between Azeroth and the Kalimdor would try to avoid the presence of any islands when crossing the Great Sea.

This made the voyage safe, but it also made it boring.

"Ugh, these game developers are really something. Why don't they just add a few teleportation points? We could just teleport directly there, wouldn't that solve everything? Crossing the sea requires a whole day on a boat, and we don't even get to fight any monsters. It's incredibly boring," the Great Sage Who Pacifies Heaven complained, picking his nose.

He had been playing cards and Dou Dizhu with his guild members in the cabin, but after losing all his guild points, he had no choice but to come aboard to enjoy the scenery.

"That's easy," the Undead rogue Silent Howl at the Moon, suddenly chimed in. "Maybe it's to make the game more realistic, or maybe they just want us to use up a little more cards."

The Great Sage Who Pacifies Heaven nodded; this kind of thing was very much like the style of game companies.

"Forget it, I'm not going to make any more trips back and forth to Azeroth this time unless there's something urgent. It's too much of a hassle. From now on, I'm not going to get involved in anything related to our Flaming Mountain Guild in Kalimdor."

Silent Howl at the Moon, then suddenly pointed into the distance and shouted, "Look over there, it's Alliance ship!" Great Sage Who Pacifies Heaven turned around and looked over. On the misty sea, an Alliance sailing ship was sailing alongside the Iron Blood. Because there were only a few safe shipping lanes between Kalimdor and Azeroth, Horde and Alliance ships would occasionally meet at sea. However, as long as they weren't warships, they usually coexisted peacefully.

The Great Sage Who Pacifies Heaven noticed that there were two elves standing on the bow of the ship, a man and a woman. The man was holding the woman's waist, and the woman had her arms outstretched, cosplaying a classic scene from Titanic.

(Damn, these Alliance dogs are really showing off. Aren't they afraid of crashing into an iceberg like the Titanic?) The Great Sage Who Pacifies Heaven, who is still Danshengou, couldn't help but think sourly.

Soon the Alliance ship sailed away and disappeared into the thick fog.

(I guess those guys are just as bored as I am.) The Tauren suddenly thought with a touch of melancholy.

Rumble! The deck beneath their feet suddenly shook, as if it had hit something, then abruptly stopped. The two men exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes. The other Horde adventurers on the ship, who were admiring the scenery, also showed expressions of astonishment. Instead of panic, they were all beaming with delight. They were just getting bored when this unexpected event occurred—what could be more exciting? Some curiously peered out onto the ship's railing, while others threw fireballs into the flames, trying to figure out what had caused the ship to stop.

"Look!" a sharp-eyed Troll hunter shouted in the hoarse voice typical of Troll, pointing to the sea not far away. There, a huge Nine-Headed Sea Serpent was slowly emerging from the sea, its three heads staring menacingly at them.

A nearby Orcs was immediately startled and began pounding on the cabin door, shouting, "It's a sea monster! Holy crap, everyone get out! There's a boss to fight!"

Upon hearing that there was a BOSS, all the adventurers who were playing cards in the cabin rushed out, and the deck was immediately packed with people. Great Sage Who Pacifies Heaven thought to himself that he hadn't realized that this ship could hold hundreds of adventurers. It really could hold a lot.

"Where is he! Where is he! Where is the BOSS?"

"Are you blind? You can't even see such a huge monster?"

"Holy crap, what a huge monster! Wait, that's not right, it seems to be just a regular monster. It's huge, but it's not a boss."

"What do you know? Hydras are giant monsters. Even their regular mobs drop good equipment and top-tier materials, and the experience points are plentiful."

"But there's only one, not enough to go around, and it's way too far away to hit."

The players on the ship were chattering amongst themselves, but the hydra remained unmoved.

However, everyone soon stopped being disappointed, because one after another, the heads of Hydras surfaced around the ship. There were seventeen or Nine-Headed Sea Serpent, dozens of huge heads surrounding the Iron Blood, and the atmosphere immediately became tense.

Then suddenly, as if receiving a command, they all charged toward the Iron Blood.

"Prepare for battle!"

"Quickly activate the buff."

"Group me! Group me! I'll take command!"

"Add me to your group, I'm a level 37 Warrior, guaranteed to be awesome!"

The ship was in complete disarray, and the crew hadn't even been properly organized when a group of Hydras rushed into firing range. They immediately stopped, opened their massive maws, and unleashed a barrage of various breaths—lightning, fire, poison, ice—at the Iron Blood. These Hydras often possessed two or three different attributes, and their breaths were a mix of colors, both visually striking and equally deadly.

"Never mind, let's just do it."

The ranged classes on the Iron Blood were not to be outdone, unleashing a barrage of fireballs, lightning bolts, arrows, and throwing knives at the Hydras. The Great Sage Who Pacifies Heaven, a Tauren Warrior without ranged attacks, switched to a crossbow and fired sporadically. The damage was negligible, but better than nothing. He, however, had command experience and knew that the most crucial element in such skirmishes was the effectiveness of the healers. While firing, he shouted, "All healers, pay attention! Group heals! Don't let too many die!"

However, the players from these Horde soon realized something was wrong. The hydras weren't attacking the adventurers on the ship at all; instead, they were relentlessly attacking the underwater parts of the ship's hull.

"Damn it, they're trying to destroy the ship! Attack them all!" the Troll hunter shouted, a flash of white light appearing on his body as his bow and arrows shot out like a machine gun, activating his Rapid Fire skill. The others also unleashed their various ultimate abilities, instantly doubling their firepower.

A scream rang out as one hydra was taken down by concentrated fire. Then came the second, and in the blink of an eye, three of the attacking hydras were wiped out. The remaining hydras seemed to sense something was wrong; they turned around and all sank into the water and disappeared. But before the adventurers on the ship could celebrate, their feet suddenly trembled, and the ship began to sink. It seemed that there were hydras attacking from underwater as well.