"That is... the 'Source'!"
Su Lu's perception accurately captured the blue speck of light.
Next to him, the nameless black mist Clement jumped back into the Black Sand River, his massive body already leaping in.
Just at that moment, Su Lu sensed another [Creator].
Their appearance was extremely strange, continuously shifting among the shapes of humans, orcs, elves, giant dragons, and so on, holding a pale yellow twenty-sided die in their hand.
At this time, they were looking at the 'Source' in the Black Sand River and directly threw the bone die from their hand.
Clatter.
The die tumbled in mid-air, settling on the number '16'.
The [Creator]'s aura burst forth suddenly, transforming into a winged humanoid with wings, and pouncing toward the 'Source' at an astonishing speed.
"No!"
Clement let out a roar of anger as many black mists formed tentacles.
But he still failed.
The winged figure snatched away the 'Source' first.
"Aeolus!"
