"Cthulhu came from another world? Then what was this? An alien invasion?" Lin Qiye asked in confusion.
"I didn't know. These were only my guesses, after all. Aside from this theory, I couldn't think of any other explanation," Jinian said with a shrug.
"But one thing was certain: these monsters that had stepped out of fictional settings were absolutely not gods or myths as we understood them. The intelligence we had on combat power rankings, abilities, laws, and the like could not be applied to them.
Their very existence was a kind of 'unknown.'"
Lin Qiye's gaze swept across several of the display cases. "Other than that, were there any other clues?"
"Yes."
Jinian nodded solemnly. "Did you see that broken piece of volcanic rock in the middle?"
Lin Qiye walked over to the display case Jinian had indicated. His gaze passed through the glass and fell upon a fractured boulder more than a meter tall. Faint, densely packed, twisted patterns could be seen across its rough surface, resembling some ancient drawing.
"What was this?"
"It was an ancient inscription excavated from around one of the Cthulhu Ruins. Its exact age could no longer be determined, but using Research Institute No. 2's restoration technology, we could roughly decipher its meaning."
Jinian paused for a moment. "What this inscription recorded should have been the history of the Lovecraftian Gods being sealed on the moon."
Lin Qiye raised an eyebrow. "But hadn't we already figured out that part of history?"
"No, it wasn't that simple."
Jinian extended a hand and pointed at a particular section. "Look at this picture."
Lin Qiye followed her fingertip. In the ancient drawing, clusters of twisted lines rose into the air and gathered within a sphere in the sky, suspended high at the very top of the