Hiss.
The massive ship's hatch opened, spilling forth a brilliant light.
Several black figures appeared within the glow.
Liu Di narrowed his eyes and stared intently.
Yet these figures were equally unnatural.
They were thin and tall. Though they had limbs and heads resembling those of humans, they were impossibly slender, as if they were made of five chopsticks.
Magic Child said, "Their physiques can greatly reduce the effects of the planet's gravity. It looks like the result of some kind of evolution, but they definitely aren't creatures from Earth. They're aliens!"
Liu Di frowned. "Magic Child, don't mislead me. This is the Brain Realm. How could there be aliens here?!"
Magic Child muttered softly, "I may not have internet, but my theoretical knowledge is still intact."
Liu Di focused his attention. "Let's watch first."
The black figures slowly stepped out of the light and descended from the ship.
Yet their true forms remained unseen, because they wore airtight protective suits. They were jet-black and smooth, their surfaces patterned with markings like snake scales.
Their limbs were far longer than human proportions.
The leader strode casually, coolly surveying his surroundings.
When he stepped onto the blue-ice ground, his head dipped slightly.
Then he took a few more steps forward and looked at the nearest of the 283 figures.
By rough estimate, these black-clad figures stood around three meters tall, while the 283 Death Warriors were at least five meters tall. He had no choice but to look up at them.
Magic Child zoomed in Liu Di's view, and only then did he discover that all 283 warriors seemed to be asleep with their eyes closed, their bodies evenly covered in a thin layer of blue ice.
The tall, slender black figure watched for a moment, then tilted his head slightly,