At the same time, there was a new NPC created to a.s.sist mage cla.s.s advancements. It was called the Master of Disintegration.

The conditions for the Five Elements Warlock to undergo cla.s.s advancement were more special. Players were required to find materials of the five elements and bring them to the Master of Disintegration for disintegration, in exchange for the Points of Five Elements needed for cla.s.s advancement.

As long as the items corresponded with the elements, the players could obtain the respective Points of Five Elements from the disintegration.

For instance, by bringing a regular piece of wood or a handful of gra.s.s to the Master of Disintegration, the items could be disintegrated into only a few Points of the Wood Element. Only when a total of 10,000 Points of the Wood Element were acc.u.mulated, the player could fulfill the mission requirements for the state of the Wood Element.

It was the same for the other elements.

However, materials like soil, logs or minerals could only provide very few Points of Five Elements. It would take ages if not an eternity to acc.u.mulate the target number of points if one relied solely on these materials for cla.s.s advancement.

This was necessary not only for cla.s.s advancements, but also for the cla.s.s upgrade of the Five Elements Warlock at a later stage. Materials of different elements were needed as a foundation to solidify the body that had already been transformed to withhold the five elements.

Consequently, the prices of the spiritual materials that could contribute a huge amount to specific attribute points increased tremendously.

Due to the specialty of this cultivating-type character cla.s.s, Lu Wu decided to decrease the difficulty level of requirements for cla.s.s advancements. As long as the players could acc.u.mulate enough points needed for one of the elements, they could activate the cla.s.s advancement process.

Of course, after the cla.s.s advancement, they could only transform into one state which corresponded to the collected element points.

The game also had its fair share of rich players. The materials in the auction house were quickly sold out. With this, many players had their bodies reformed to have the element states of the Five Element Warlock. They were full of pride and glamour as they walked on the streets.

At the same time, it gave rise to an opportunity to develop the oceans in the game.

…...

The Void Ocean.

The gloomy sky overlooked the howling winds of the ocean. A black wars.h.i.+p was going against the waves, sailing straight ahead.

On the hull of the wars.h.i.+p, there was an ill.u.s.tration of a monster with one horn drawn with plant juices. With a closer look, the monster looked quite similar to the Demonic G.o.d.

On the s.h.i.+p were about ten people, wearing similar red outfits and white capes with the same hideous portrait of a dark embodiment of the Demonic G.o.d.

It was the first time the Demonic G.o.d Wars.h.i.+p set sail since its creation. The ten members of the guild from earlier knew each other from the forum. After they found out about their similar interests, they voluntarily started the guild.

As for the ill.u.s.tration used by the guild, they paid to have it specially designed and drawn onto the wars.h.i.+p. They were deeply shaken by the power of the Demonic G.o.d after watching the fighting video of the Demonic G.o.d. So, they started wors.h.i.+pping him and even used him as a symbol of their guild.

Yet, at that moment, they were tumbling around trying to hold on to any stable object on the s.h.i.+p. Their complexions were as pale as paper, and needless to say, they looked especially beaten up.

 "Boss... vomit!"

The person who spoke was a chubby guy. Before he could say anything, he had thrown up.

"Fatty, you better hold it in. This is the Demonic G.o.d Guild's first sail, we must look handsome... vomit!"

As a respected leader of the guild, An Sheng too could not help but vomit as soon as he opened his mouth.

Once he started, no one could keep it together anymore. Everyone on the s.h.i.+p began to puke as well.

One could tell that everyone on the s.h.i.+p was very young, even though they had plenty of best quality equipment. Despite that, they had no experience with the towering waves and howling winds on the sea. After a few hours of sailing, they had reached their endurance limits.

"Boss, look, there is an island! There is an island!" Fatty was in the middle of throwing up when he saw an island not far away. He instantly squealed in excitement.

With that in sight, An Sheng dragged his body to the edge of the s.h.i.+p and took a look at the island nearby.

"Pull in to sh.o.r.e! Pull in to sh.o.r.e!"

An Sheng finally regained some energy and immediately sped up the wars.h.i.+p. He changed the direction of motion and started directing the wars.h.i.+p towards the island.

When the crew of the Demonic G.o.d Wars.h.i.+p received the order, they all cheered and started working. The wars.h.i.+p slowly changed direction and was led toward the island.

Upon the sight of being able to go ash.o.r.e, the members of the crew shed tears of joy. It was truly a tortuous journey on sea.

As the wars.h.i.+p approached the island, some of the crew members were already rus.h.i.+ng down the s.h.i.+p ladder. The first thing they did was lie down on the sandy beach, with the feeling of escaping a near-death experience in their hearts.

"Boss, the next upgrade for the wars.h.i.+p must be stability. It definitely should not be just about the looks. I really cannot stand it anymore," Fatty was still traumatized from the incident.

The other members of the guild nodded in agreement. It was obvious that this journey had left them with a bad impression.

After resting for a while, a few of them stood up and started observing their surroundings.

Right at that moment, Seven pointed his finger toward somewhere far. He said excitedly, "Look! There's a village with people in it!"

Their gazes followed his finger and there they saw a small fis.h.i.+ng village filled with wooden houses.

Every house in this fis.h.i.+ng village had dried fish hanging on their doors. At that instant, some weird-looking people armed with fish forks and sticks started walking out from the fis.h.i.+ng village.

They were similar to humans, yet very different.

Their faces had a green tint with three cracks of fish gills by the sides of their faces. Everyone was well built to fight with thick waists and broad shoulders. They were manly and gave off an intimidating aura.

When they saw An Sheng and the others staring at them, the Gillfish Clan raised their weapons and started yelling, as if they were trying to scare them away.

With this in sight, An Sheng and the others armed themselves, too. What a joke, they were not scared of a fight.

Their actions then angered the Gillfish Clan. Suddenly, a swarm of ferocious people barged out from the village and charged toward them.

"Prepare for battle!" An Sheng demanded at the top of his lungs. His members were ready.

Then, they were dumbfounded. From the jungles by the beach, out came hundreds of people of the Gillfish Clan, defending themselves with long spheres.

"Oh s.h.i.+t, run!"

When they saw the amount of people from the Gillfish Clan, their original desire to fight till the last drop of blood extinguished immediately. They ran the other direction with all their might, toward the other side of the seash.o.r.e.

Apparently, they underestimated the Gillfish Clan. With their strong and fit builds, they caught up with the members and surrounded them in just ten minutes.

The war started abruptly. The only thing that An Sheng and the others did not expect was that the people from the Gillfish Clan were skilled fighters. They were well-equipped with excellent gear and weapons but they were still defeated by a mess of sticks.

Surprisingly, the Gillfish Clan were not trying to kill them. Instead, they tied them up and brought them back to the fis.h.i.+ng village.

…...

The sky was filled with bright stars. Darkness stretched across all nooks and crannies of the village yet it was a happening night. With the fis.h.i.+ng village well-lit with fire torches, the people sang and danced around a campfire. Laughter and joy filled the air.

An Sheng and the others, who were tied up right at the heart of the fis.h.i.+ng village, found it difficult to blend in with the happiness. They realized that they were about to be eaten.

Still in their battling states, they could not exit the game. They had never felt this suffocated before.