It was 11 o 'clock in the evening on May 17th.
The Players had killed the Sky Frost Dragon three minutes ago. The Players had also stripped the Sky Frost Dragon's carcass clean. This time, the Players were as precise as a scalpel.
Every scale, every bone, and even every piece of flesh and innards from the poor Sky Frost Dragon's carcass had been taken away and stored in the Players' backpacks.
The Sky Frost Dragon's Core Crystal had been swallowed by Hai Lan. There were also 13 Mother Crystals inside the Sky Frost Dragon's body, all of which had been taken away by the Players.
While the players from the various large Guilds were busy dividing up the gigantic monster and storing it in their bags, Jiang Qiao was still in his gravestone state. The Sky Frost Dragon clutched him tightly in its hand, as if he had been forgotten.
The Players were busy sorting out their spoils of war. Jiang Qiao was also busy sorting out his spoils of war and … the Creation Energy that he had lost.
That's right … the Creation Energy that he had lost.
"Are you sure he was eaten by this Sky Frost Dragon?"
Jiang Qiao hovered in front of the Sky Frost Dragon in his ghost form. The flesh and scales on its face had all been stored in the Players' backpacks. Its gigantic skull was still standing on the snowy plain, describing how terrifying this creature had been when it was alive.
"I'm sure!"
Hai Lan was still munching on the Sky Frost Dragon's Core Crystal as if it were a snack.
"2,100 Creation Energy. Its appetite is about one-third of Queen Mey's." Jiang Qiao opened the System Book and looked at the Creation Energy that he had lost.
In this Sky Frost Dragon battle, the elite Clearers of the eight Guilds had died 210 times. In Jiang Qiao's opinion, the Sky Frost Dragon was far less difficult than the battle with Queen Mey.
Due to Queen Mey's small size and agility, the Sky Frost Dragon was a living target for the Players. Moreover, the eight major Guilds had surrounded the Sky Frost Dragon. Although 210 deaths was a painful number, it took the Players less than eight hours to slay the Sky Frost Dragon.
On the other hand, Queen May's Battle of Replicating Divinity had already placed the Players at the doorstep of the Battle of Divinity.
Hornet Knight kept sending mocking comments like 'none of the Holy Spirits this term are good enough' in the Overlord Chat.
The deaths of the players were secondary. The most important thing was the loss of creation energy …
Every player was an amalgamation of energy. After they died, it was equivalent to this mass of energy reviving somewhere else.
In the Holy Spirits' original world, the Players didn't have to spend any Creation Energy to revive. But on Brandt Island, because it was an alternate world, the Players had to spend less than 0.1 Creation Energy for each revival.
However, in this Sky Frost Dragon battle, the Players had to pay to revive had soared from 0.1 Creation Energy to 10 Creation Energy. When she was at her peak, Queen Mey, who had Hai Lan's Divinity, could only absorb around 20 to 30 Creation Energy from each Player she killed.
"At the end of the day, the question is, how did this Sky Frost Dragon steal the power of creation from you?
And where did the stolen energy go? "
Jiang Qiao closed the System Book. If not for Hai Lan's reminder, Jiang Qiao wouldn't have realized that the loss of Creation Energy in this battle was … so heavy.
"I don't know, but it's such a loss … this dragon is only worth 700 Creation Energy. I don't know where the remaining 1400 Creation Energy went."
Hai Lan saw that the Players were almost done skinning the Sky Frost Dragon, even breaking its skull and ribs to take them away.
Hai Lan checked the amount of Creation Energy that the Sky's Frost Dragon could be converted into. It was only around seven hundred points. Logically speaking, a creature that was as powerful as a God's Spokesperson should contain more energy than that.
"That's not the key question. The key question is, how did the creature on this island steal the Holy Spirit's power!"
Jiang Qiao slapped Hai Lan's head with the System Book, telling Hai Lan to stop maintaining her silly, adorable foodie persona.
"Is … is this Sky Frost Dragon my descendant?
But I don't sense any connection between it and me. "Hai Lan made a guess.
And that was that this dragon was a descendant of the God Eater.
First of all, the concept of Creation Energy was proposed by Jiang Qiao when he was in his Creator personality state. Creation Energy was pure energy, so pure that those with divinity could use it to shape anything.
It was a very mystical concept, and it was equivalent to the existence of certain things.
Everything that existed in this world had its own characteristics. Take a handful of dirt for example. Perhaps Jiang Qiao could extract iron from the dirt, but Jiang Qiao couldn't turn that handful of dirt into meat. The dirt itself existed in this world, and it had its own mass, composition, and so on …
If Hai Lan ate that handful of dirt, it would be equivalent to 'formatting' the dirt. Its mass and physical form would no longer exist, and it would become a mass of pure 'energy'.
This was the power of Hai Lan as the God Eater, and it was also what she relied on to create her own world. It could also be said that it was a skill that only Hai Lan had.
The other gods couldn't do this. Jiang Qiao learned from the Earth Mother Goddess that she could only create things like dirt, leaves, and trees. No other gods could fabricate a world as casually as Hai Lan did.
Therefore, even if the gods of this world killed the players, they would only revive and become more powerful. It wouldn't affect the players at all.
However, this Sky Frost Dragon had learned to devour the energy that made up the players in battle, just like Queen Mey who had mastered Hai Lan's divinity.
"Are you saying that this Sky Frost Dragon has learned my ability?" Hai Lan asked in disbelief.
"The Spell Stealers can copy the skills of the players, and the Sky Frost Dragon, which is more powerful than the Spell Stealers, can copy the power of the gods … No, it doesn't make sense at all. If these people with the Crystal Sickness can copy your power, then the worlds on the Star Map would have been eaten by the people with the Crystal Sickness a long time ago."
Jiang Qiao could see from Hai Lan's memories that Hai Lan was a high-level existence on the Star Map. The power that Hai Lan wielded was not something that could be easily copied.
"But this Sky Frost Dragon ate 1,400 points of my Energy of Creation, and it disappeared without a trace."
Hai Lan stomped on the snow angrily. Even though she couldn't leave any marks on the snow in her spirit form, Jiang Qiao could tell that she was angry because the enemy had made a fool out of her.
"Maybe … this Sky Frost Dragon didn't eat it?" Jiang Qiao's gaze fell on Hai Lan's foot that was stepping on the snow.
"If it wasn't the Sky Frost Dragon, who else could it be?
The other monsters on the island? "
Hai Lan spread her hands and asked. There were still many players on the island hunting the other monsters on the island. At the same time, many players were taken away by the monsters on the island in various forms of dragon carriages.
"Is it possible … that the thing that ate your energy of creation was the entire Brandt Island?"
When Jiang Qiao said that, Hai Lan stood rooted to the spot, not daring to move. She instantly withdrew her foot that was stepping on the snow.
This was a ghost story!
The entire island was actually a man-eating monster or something!
"Step on it."
Jiang Qiao said to Hai Lan in a commanding tone. At the same time, he placed his fingertip on Hai Lan's forehead. "The snowfield and the spirit forest should be under our control. If this island really has its own consciousness … you should be able to communicate with it after eating the two core crystals."
"No!"
Hai Lan was like a cat with its fur standing on end. Any cat that was ordered by its owner to give a piece of dried fish to another cat would immediately go into a state of anger.
"Stop complaining. I'll take you to eat a whole roast lamb tonight."
"I want three!
Cumin and chili sauce. "
"Two."
"Two and a half!"
"Fine …"
After a meaningless negotiation between Jiang Qiao and Hai Lan, she carefully stepped on the snowfield of Brandt Island again.
At this moment, Jiang Qiao placed his fingertip between Hai Lan's eyebrows. His pupils emitted a pale golden light as he shared his senses with Hai Lan.
A strong sense of hunger and obsession with roast lamb engulfed Jiang Qiao. But apart from these … Jiang Qiao also felt something else. It was an extremely soft call … so soft that Jiang Qiao couldn't hear it. It was a language that Jiang Qiao couldn't understand.
Jiang Qiao searched the star map language that Hai Lan mastered and found the corresponding language for this call. The translation was …
"Save me!"