Chapter 605

Chapter 605: Based on the points, it was still a fair fight!

"Roar—!"

"Ugh—!"

…

The former battlefield had been cleared.

The massive "Vast Dragon God · Long-necked Species" moved slowly; they stretched their necks, tearing at the spreading branches and leaves of the "Fantasy Tree of Subspace"; occasionally, they nibbled on the branches of the "Giant God World Tree."

Although the "Vast Dragon God" could survive on energy from the "void," "ether," "primordial," and "Fire Domain," in their injured state, it only led them into a sluggish slumber. They lay motionless for hundreds of years, living like stone.

It couldn’t even be called living.

They were just half-dead.

This was the fate those "horned type" faced after being driven away and wounded.

To heal quickly, they had to "grab" energy from other sources!

Like…

Various "divine trees"!

These creatures could get energy to keep their bodies working and pay debts, whether they ate the "Fantasy Tree of Subspace" or the "Giant God World Tree."

But the "Giant God World Tree" had its own "will"; once the "Vast Dragon God · Long-necked Species" chewed its branches too much, they got no more energy from biting and eating.

Instead…

They lost energy!

So, these beings mostly ate the "Fantasy Tree of Subspace"; they often stripped a tree bare, making big "bald patches" to give room for the giant’s "World Tree" and other "tree-like spawn" to grow.

Before the giant joined, that God’s War wasn’t easy.

It wasn’t too bloody…

All the fighters were herbivores, so none had a killer move to hurt the other.

But it was like a messy brawl; weak sides could tire each other out.

Some got hurt and limped away.

For losses on both sides…

The "horned type" had one dead and about ten wounded; the "long-necked type" had no deaths, but nearly every one was injured.

If the giant hadn’t come and killed one, then by "points," the "horned type" might have won.

Anyway…

Too weak!

But that made sense.

After all, the "long-necked type" had just evolved from "ordinary Pan-Spirit Deities of the biped type" in two steps; their size and power were enough, but their Combat Techniques couldn’t match the "horned type," who roamed the Primal Wilderness and even had a "Tyrant Candidate."

"Ha…"

The Outer Predator lay on a branch of a Fantasy Tree of Subspace, nodding in satisfaction.

"Finally, it wasn’t all for nothing."

"This result…"

"Could be called ‘a fair fight.’"

"Yes, and it was a ‘fair fight’ even with the Giant God attacking by surprise!"

"Great, I’ll report back right away!"

"And get rewards from the great First Demon God!"

"Ha—!"

With that, he spread his "false wings," leaped up, and glided through the void.

As for the promises he made to those "Rodent Gods"…

That was up to the conscience of this "Outer Predator."

—-

"Ahhh…!"

"Rip—!"

Trilobite tore into the fresh meat.

The flesh of a certain "Giant Infant" customer.

The meat was tasty, with blood flowing freely; the bloody taste from the "large animal" muscles didn’t bother his tongue but instead felt almost sweet.

But it was a bit different from real sweetness.

As he chewed, tendons bounced strongly on his tongue and teeth; the fat melted like cream in his mouth, not giving any bad smell, but a milky feel.

The sweet, creamy, bouncy feel, plus the meat’s slight saltiness, gave Trilobite a full flavor.

And best of all—after a big chunk of meat, it warmed his stomach and filled him up!

"Ah! So good!"

"But…"

After all, it was raw meat.

No matter how nice, too much would get dull.

He still hoped for a chance to eat cooked meat.

Before, to get cooked meat, Trilobite had changed his "third spawn," the cool white-haired jumping spider young lady, into a fire-making jumping spider; he meant to use her as a lighter for roasting more meat later.

Sadly…

"Ah…"

"It rained all the time now."

"Before, there were sunny days sometimes."

"Now, sunny days were gone."

"It was just endless light rain."

"I wanted to eat something barbecued, maybe some grilled skewers…"

"But there’s no place for that!"

"Wasting the upgrade for my spawn was such a pity."

"Still…"

"Hmm…"

"Where there’s a will, there’s a way."

"Even though I’m not human anymore, I could still figure something out…"

Just as Trilobite started brainstorming how to create a dry environment to use the fire-starting capability of the "white-haired sister"…

"Huh!?"

He suddenly spotted a small wriggling thing in his vision!

He slowly walked over and lowered his stance.

"Huff—!"

A puff of warm air blew from his nostrils onto the tiny creature.

"Oh?"

"Didn’t expect this…"

"To find loose rats… or rather, one of those loose shrews…"

In his system vision, the thing glowed light yellow.

Meaning this little creature could still give him some Chaos Energy.

But…

"Me? A 6.5-meter-long large theropod dinosaur hunting rats? Isn’t that ridiculous?!"

In nature, cats catch mice and dogs (or wolves) hunt rats—even bears do it sometimes. But for top predators like lions or tigers? Chasing rats isn’t worth the effort.

Honestly, the energy from a rat wouldn’t even cover what he’d spend catching it.

A losing deal.

Trilobite weighed triple a lion or tiger’s maximum weight now.

Plus, he wasn’t underwater anymore—he couldn’t just suck in pixel-sized small shrimp like before.

Going after this scrap of "rat meat" seemed kind of ridiculous.

"Hmm…"

Though he didn’t want to eat it, this rat interested him in another way.

He studied the trembling creature staring up at him in terror, pondering its place in the animal kingdom.

"Ah…"

"Right."

"You’re one of the earliest bunch of shrews!"

"Full of potential!"

The bunch of shrews represented the foundational form of mammals.

"Foundational" might sound primitive at first glance, but put nicely—it meant wide adaptability and room for evolution in many directions!

Since eating it wasn’t worthwhile, turning it into a client to coax out some Chaos Energy sounded perfect!