The time now is 11 o'clock in the evening on May 17th.
The Sky Frost Dragon was killed by players three minutes ago, and its body was completely stripped by players. This time, the players' stripping was as precise as a scalpel.
Every scale, every bone, and even every piece of meat and internal organs on the body of this poor Sky Frost Dragon were taken away and placed in the player's backpack.
As for the core crystal in the Tianshuang Dragon's body, it was swallowed by Hai Lan. In addition, there were thirteen mother crystals in the Tianshuang Dragon's body, and all of these were taken away by the players.
While players from various guilds were busy dividing up the behemoth and putting it into their backpacks, Jiang Qiao was still in the state of a tombstone, tightly grasped in the hand of the Sky Frost Dragon as if he had been forgotten.
The players were busy counting their spoils, and Jiang Qiao was also busy counting his spoils, as well as... the lost creation energy.
That's right... lost creative energy.
"Are you sure it was eaten by this Sky Frost Dragon?"
Jiang Qiao floated in front of the Sky Frost Dragon in the form of a ghost. Now all the flesh and scales on its face had entered the player's backpack. The huge skull still stood on the snowy field, telling how terrifying this creature was when it was alive.
"Very sure!" Hai Lan was still holding the core crystal of the Sky Frost Dragon in her hand, chewing it in her mouth like a snack.
"Two thousand one hundred points of creation energy, the appetite is about one-third of Queen May's." Jiang Qiao opened the system book and looked at the creation energy he had lost.
In this battle to capture the Sky Frost Dragon, the elite players from the eight major guilds have contributed a total of 210 deaths. In Jiang Qiao's opinion, the difficulty of capturing the Sky Frost Dragon is much lower than the battle with Queen May.
Because Queen May's target was too small and very flexible, the Sky Frost Dragon was a complete sitting duck for the players. Coupled with the siege from the eight major guilds, although 210 deaths was definitely a tragic number, it still took less than eight hours to kill the Sky Frost Dragon.
On the other hand, now Queen May has already bet the players at the gate of the Battle of Godhead in the replica of the Battle of Godhead.
The Wasp Knight kept sending mocking remarks in the lords' chat group, such as "This generation's Holy Spirit is useless."
The death of the players is secondary, the most important thing is the loss of creation energy...
Every player is a collection of energy. After their death, it is just like this group of energy resurrecting in another place.
If in the Holy Spirit's original world, players can revive without consuming any creation energy. However, on Brand Island, because it is in a different world, each time a player is resurrected, he needs to consume less than 0.1 creation energy.
But in this Sky Frost Dragon crusade, the chips that players need to pay to revive quickly soared from 0.1 to 10. You have to know that in the heyday of the past, Queen Mei, who possessed the Sea Blue Godhead, could absorb about 20 to 30 points of creation energy by killing a player.
"The ultimate question is, how could this Sky Frost Dragon take the Creation Energy from you? And where did the energy go?"
Jiang Qiao closed the system book. If Hai Lan hadn’t reminded him, Jiang Qiao wouldn’t even have realized that the loss of creation energy in this battle was... so heavy.
"I don't know about that, but it's such a loss... This dragon is only worth 700 points, and I don't know where the remaining 1,400 points went." Hai Lan watched as the players almost skinned the Sky Frost Dragon, even smashing its skull and ribs and planning to take them away.
Hai Lan checked the amount of creation energy that the entire Sky Frost Dragon could convert into, and found that it was only about 700 points. Logically speaking, such a powerful creature that could rival the Spokesperson of God should have more energy in its body.
"The key issue is not this, the key issue is how the creatures on this island can take away the power of the Holy Spirit!"
Jiang Qiao tapped Hai Lan on the head with the Book of System, telling Hai Lan to stop maintaining her silly and cute foodie persona at this time.
"This... this Sky Frost Dragon is actually my descendant? But I don't feel any connection with me in it." Hai Lan made a guess.
That is, this dragon is the descendant of the God Eater.
First of all, the concept of creation energy was proposed by Jiang Qiao when he was in the state of creator personality. Creation energy is a pure energy. This energy is so pure that a person with godhood can use it to shape anything.
This is a very mysterious concept, somewhat equivalent to the existence of some things themselves.
Everything that exists in this world has its own characteristics, just like a handful of soil. Jiang Qiao may be able to extract iron from the soil, but he cannot turn this handful of soil into a piece of meat. This handful of soil itself exists in this world, has its own quality, the material it is made of, etc.
If Hai Lan eats this handful of soil, it would be equivalent to "formatting" the soil. Its mass, physical form and other things would no longer exist and it would become a ball of pure "energy".
This is Hai Lan's power as the God Devourer, and it is also her reliance on creating her own world. It can also be said to be a skill that only Hai Lan can master.
Other gods cannot do this. Jiang Qiao learned from the Mother Goddess of Earth that all she can do is create things like soil, leaves, and trees. No other god can create a world as casually as Hai Lan does.
Therefore, even if the gods of this world kill the players, they will only revive them and make them stronger, which will not have any impact on the players.
But this Sky Frost Dragon learned to devour the energy that makes up the players during the battle, just like Queen Mei who mastered the Sea Blue Godhead.
"Are you trying to say that this Sky Frost Dragon has learned my abilities?" Hai Lan said in disbelief.
"The Spell Thieves can copy the skills of the players. The Sky Frost Dragon, which is more powerful than the Spell Thieves, can copy the power of God. No, that doesn't make sense at all. If these people with the Crystal Disease can copy your power, then the worlds on the star map would have been eaten up by people with the Crystal Disease a long time ago."
Jiang Qiao could glimpse from Hai Lan's memory that Hai Lan was a high-level existence on the star map, and the power that Hai Lan possessed could not be imitated easily.
"But this Sky Frost Dragon ate up 1,400 points of my creation energy, and it has disappeared without a trace." Hai Lan stepped on the snow angrily. Although she couldn't leave any traces on the snow in her ghost form, Jiang Qiao could see that she was very angry because she was tricked by the enemy.
"Maybe... it wasn't eaten by this Sky Frost Dragon?" Jiang Qiao's gaze fell on Hai Lan's foot stepping on the snow.
"If it wasn't eaten by the Sky Frost Dragon, then who else was eaten? The other monsters on the island?" Hai Lan spread his hands and asked. There were still many players on the island hunting 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 carts.
"Is it possible... that the entire Brand Island is consuming the energy of your creation?"
When Jiang Qiao said this, Hai Lan stood still and dared not move. Her legs, which had fallen on the snow, were instantly retracted.
This is such a ghost story! An entire island is actually a man-eating monster or something!
"Step on it." Jiang Qiao said to Hai Lan in a commanding tone, while his fingertips rested on Hai Lan's forehead. "The Snowfield and the Spiritual Forest should be under our control. If this island really has its own consciousness... you should be able to communicate with it after swallowing the two core crystals."
“No!” Hailan was like a cat with its fur standing on end. Any cat would get furious if ordered by its owner to give dried fish to another cat.
"Stop complaining. I'll take you to eat roasted whole lamb tonight."
"I want three! Cumin and hot sauce."
"Two."
"Two and a half!"
"Fine…"
After a meaningless negotiation with Hai Lan, Jiang Qiao carefully stepped her legs into the snowfield of Brand Island again.
At this moment Jiang Qiao placed his fingertips on Hai Lan's brow, his pupils glowed with a light golden light, and his senses were shared with Hai Lan.
A strong feeling of hunger and an obsession with roasted whole lamb swept over Jiang Qiao, but apart from these... Jiang Qiao also felt something else, an extremely tiny calling voice... so small that Jiang Qiao could not hear it, and it was a language that Jiang Qiao could not understand.
Jiang Qiao searched the star language that Hai Lan knew and found the language that corresponded to this cry. The translation meant...
"help me!"
(End of this chapter)