The Earth Dragon slowly raised its head, and the Tier Five behemoth lowered its head as well.
The two apex lifeforms stared at each other across the distance, framed by a shattered sky, churning clouds, and earth splitting apart inch by inch.
At that moment, even the wind above the Companion Star seemed to pause for half a beat.
The players could not hear what they were communicating, nor could the upper ranks of the Star Spirit Race.
Even the remaining priests of the Dark Spirit Race only dared to hide, using the Shadow Altar to watch from afar.
Some kind of fluctuation that did not belong to language passed between the higher lifeforms. The players lying prone in the distance did not even dare breathe. Just moments ago, a player had been livestreaming, jumping around and interacting with the audience, only to be impaled by a stone spike that suddenly shot up from underground. Blood splattered everywhere.
The Earth Dragon... couldn't sense them from this far away, could it?
Everyone held their breath as they watched the two behemoths face off.
After a long while, the Tier Five Starry Sky Behemoth slowly retreated. It was a concession.
Dragging its wounded body, it rose toward the crack in the sky. Its tattered wing membranes swept through the clouds, raining down vast sheets of dark purple blood.
The Earth Dragon did not pursue it. It merely stood at the edge of the wasteland, its mountain-like body slowly rising and falling, its dim yellow eyes still fixed on the sky.
The Tier Five Starry Sky Behemoth had left, but the Tier Four Starry Sky Behemoths had not.
They still occupied every corner of Companion Star S-1, merging into the planet's ecosystem. They fought the native beasts, attacked the Star Spirit Race and