Party wipe

On the deck of the Alliance transport ship, the Fairwind, Angmar nervously watched the sea. Why hadn't it come out yet? Wasn't it said that they would encounter Hydra in this area? Why hadn't it appeared yet?

"Boss, don't worry, that War Soul King is quite reliable. I've also checked with other guilds, and he's definitely in this area." Seemingly sensing his anxiety, the Archmage Gandalf beside him reassured him. As the only two players with the same hero template in the Middle-earth Supreme Guild, Angmar and Gandalf had always had a very good relationship. Both were from wealthy families, had been playing together since childhood, chasing girls together, going to school together, and even when they formed their guild in the game, they fought side-by-side. One became Archmage of the Kirin Tor, and the other became the Warlord of Stormwind City. This time, when they came to besiege the Water Elemental Lord Azathoth, this good buddy was naturally indispensable.

At that moment, an elven hunter on guard suddenly shouted, "Look, so many hydras!" The hunter's name was Legolas, and the core members of the entire Middle-earth Supreme Guild were all named after characters from the novel "The Lord of the Rings."

Everyone looked towards the sea ahead, but couldn't see anything. However, Angmar knew that hunters had the Eagle Eye skill, which allowed them to see objects beyond their immediate field of vision, so he figured it must be true.

Sure enough, before long, a dozen or so hydras appeared on the distant horizon.

"Thank goodness they're finally out," Angmar thought to himself, "I've been waiting for this for so long."

He turned around and shouted, attracting everyone's attention, and then addressed the people below him.

Angmar (War Lord): "Everyone, listen up. When the Hydra comes to attack the ship, don't fight back. Let them sink the ship. Then, sirens will come to pick us up and take us to the island."

"Understood, boss. We promise not to interfere." The men all agreed.

As a rich second-generation heir with money to burn, Angmar is never short of money and is always very generous to his subordinates, so he has a very high reputation and everyone is willing to obey his orders.

Angmar nodded in satisfaction. With such elite, obedient, and cooperative subordinates, there was no reason not to take down that Water Elemental Lord. Now all they had to do was wait to get to the island.

The Hydras were getting closer and closer. Soon, the Abundant Wind was surrounded by a group of Hydras. The hundreds of adventurers on board obediently followed Angmar's orders and none of them made a move. In fact, if they had opened fire at full strength, these dozen or so Hydras might not have been a match for them.

However, since they are not making a move, the battle has naturally become one-sided.

Five minutes later, without any resistance, the Fairwind was easily sunk by the Hydra. More than two hundred adventurers fell into the sea. Because he was prepared and not wearing heavy armor, Angmar did not sink. However, what puzzled Angmar was why there was no sign of any sirens around.

Boom! A bolt of lightning struck him, instantly draining over 500 of his health. He turned around and saw that it was one of the Hydras that had attacked the Abundant Wind earlier. After sinking the Fairwind, it hadn't left but instead launched an attack on the adventurers in the sea.

"What the hell is going on?" Angmar was completely bewildered as he stared at the hydra spewing lightning-like breath at him. Wasn't it supposed to stop attacking after the ship sank and just leave? And that sirens would come to rescue them? But where were the sirens? And why were these hydras still fighting endlessly?

"Damn it, boss, something's not right. There seem to be more and more Hydras!" A human Warrior named Aragorn shouted.

Sure enough, in addition to the dozen or so Hydras that had appeared earlier, even more Hydras surrounded them from all sides, seemingly poised to encircle them.

Angmar realized something was wrong. If a siren had really come to rescue them, it would have arrived long ago. He wasn't one to sit idly by and wait to die. He hurriedly ordered his men to prepare for battle. In just a short while, his men had already suffered casualties. Many of the adventurers on the outer perimeter were killed by the Hydra's breath attack.

Angmar (Warlord): "Don't wait any longer, attack them all! Druid, drag all the lone ones over here!" He shouted as he pulled out a water-walking magic scroll and slapped it on himself, instantly floating on the surface of the sea as if walking on solid ground. However, such magic scrolls were expensive and not everyone could afford them; his adventurers were still soaking in the water.

The only saving grace was that, knowing they would fall into the water, no one wore heavy armor, and many had prepared Water Breathing magic scrolls. They all used their abilities to swim, preventing drowning. However, fighting in the water significantly reduced their combat effectiveness. The sheer difficulty of positioning was a major headache for all the adventurers; in the water, forget about dodging, even moving was difficult. Faced with the Hydra's attacks, they could only choose to tank the damage, and those left alone on the periphery were basically doomed.

However, the Middle-earth Supreme Guild was indeed a powerful guild. Under Angmar's command, apart from the initial deaths, as the members gradually gathered together, they quickly formed a defensive formation. Several Druid, transformed into seals and sea lions, constantly dragged guild members back to their positions. Warrior and knights stood outside, while mages, Warlock, and hunters were placed inside the defensive circle, and the situation quickly stabilized.

The two sides exchanged fierce fire, with hydra and adventurers constantly dying in the battle. Thanks to the large amount of healing available, the adventurers were in a significantly better position.

Angmar steadied himself, feeling somewhat relieved. No matter what went wrong, it seemed he had to agree to this battle. Well, even though it was a bit of a letdown not having the siren to rescue him, killing these hydras would yield a lot of materials, so it wasn't a complete loss.

However, this relief lasted only a few seconds before he suddenly noticed that all the Druid had emerged from the seabed, transforming back into human form and yelling loudly.

"Look down below!"

"Everyone, run!"

What's going on? Angmar looked into the sea with suspicion and saw an enormous black shadow rising rapidly from the seabed. The shadow grew larger and larger, like a small island. When he saw the true appearance of the shadow, even Angmar felt a sense of fear and trembling.

"It's over!" he thought to himself.

The next moment, the dark figure suddenly shot into the sky from the middle of the group of adventurers!

The demigod Sgelari, a nine-headed serpent whose body was hundreds of meters long, emerged from among the adventurers. The towering waves instantly shattered the adventurers' formation, scattering them like a swarm of ants on the water's surface. The nine enormous serpent heads stood tall, dozens of meters high, coldly watching the people below.

Sgelari (Hydra demigod) is a level 60 boss with 4 skeletons and 24.5 million HP.

"Holy crap! What the hell is this? How am I supposed to fight like this?!"

Angmar let out a long, drawn-out exclamation.

(Holy crap, how am I supposed to fight this? Just looking at its size is terrifying, and it has a whopping 24.5 million HP. How am I supposed to fight this?) Just looking at its HP and size already made him feel hopeless.

The hydra demigod suddenly opened its mouth and swallowed several adventurers whole.

The other head suddenly opened its mouth, and a bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket shot out, the lightning scattering wildly in the seawater, instantly paralyzing the group of adventurers.

Another head spewed out dark green venom, which fell like raindrops and spread in the seawater like ink. All the adventurers who came into contact with it foamed at the mouth.

The nine snake heads each displayed their unique abilities, spewing and biting, and in the blink of an eye, they had slaughtered more than two hundred adventurers, leaving them severely wounded or dead. If this were on land, they might have been able to put up a fight with their numerical advantage, but in the sea, they were completely at the mercy of their opponents. Because they couldn't maneuver, these adventurers couldn't even dodge. Angmar's heart was bleeding; it seemed that the entire group was going to be wiped out here today.

Hesitation will only lead to chaos.

Angmar (Warlord): "Gandalf, get us out of here right now!"

Gandalf (Archmage the Kirin Tor): "Understood!" With that, he raised his staff sharply, and the white light of Mass Teleport instantly enveloped more than twenty players around him. Just as they were about to be teleported away, the giant hydra suddenly bit down.

Quantz swallowed Gandalf whole in one gulp.

Angmar (Warlord): "No!" Angmar roared, gripping a two-handed greatsword in one hand (Warlords can wield two-handed weapons with one hand) and a chain hammer in the other, as he charged towards the Hydra demigod across the sea.

He leaped into the air, as if a god of war had descended upon the world.

Cleave! The greatsword in his hand pierced deeply into one of the hydra's necks, -5789! A huge red number appeared; this was actually a critical hit.

However, this damage was meaningless against the Hydra demigod's more than 20 million health points; the only result was that it enraged the opponent.

Sgelari suddenly swung his head, and his massive body flung Angmar away, sending him splashing into the sea.

Then all nine snake heads rose up at the same time, and nine bursts of breath were exhaled simultaneously. Boom! Lightning, fire, ice, and the power of all elements instantly slammed into Angmar. This power was so strong, and since Angmar wasn't wearing his Warlord set but only ordinary equipment, it instantly pulverized him.

System notification: You have taken 37,832 damage (8,437 points of overdamage), you have been crushed, and you are dead.

Darkness engulfed Angmar, and he abruptly removed his helmet, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Damn it, that's the one who died! Hydra demigod Sgelari, I'll never forgive you!"

A dozen nautical miles away from the battlefield, Xiao Yu also heard the system notification.

System notification: Your subordinate, the Hydra demigod Sgelari, has killed the 2-star hero Angmar (Warlord), gaining 375 reputation points. You have gained 75 reputation points.

System notification: Your subordinate, the Hydra demigod Sgelari, has killed the 2-star hero, Gandalf (Archmage the Kirin Tor), gaining 369 reputation points. You have gained 72 reputation points.

Xiao Yu thought to himself, "Only this much? It seems the reputation points given for high-level players killing low-level players have decreased significantly. But it doesn't matter, every little bit counts. If I remember correctly, there are still several ships passing through here."

PS: Two updates today.