Compared with the Scholar Civilization, which had existed for only two or three thousand years and could be called young, the Superhuman Civilization, standing at the pinnacle of Superbody Star, was undoubtedly a more advanced and mature civilization.
Even with Superbody Star already fallen into its apocalypse, a civilization like this still could not be destroyed.
As a more mature, advanced civilization, the Superhumans were naturally well versed in war and destruction. To them, such things were practically routine.
At that moment.
Compared with the almost tribal way the various academies in the Wasteland gathered to wage a campaign, the Superhumans' perspective was undoubtedly much broader.
This was a world shrouded in chaotic energy laws.
Since ancient times, the Superhumans had waged interstellar war, crushing the two peak civilizations of this world in one fell swoop and even completely destroying a continent. Fragments, ashes, and dust had blanketed the world. Its once-warm, humid climate had gradually become dry and bitterly cold, plunging what had been a prosperous, fertile world into endless suffering. Its ecosystems had suffered mass extinctions, and the light of civilization had been extinguished.
The counterattack by the two once-mighty civilizations of this world had also brought some unpredictable complications to the Superhumans' plans.
The Mandala Flower Civilization had thrown all its strength behind sending an unremarkable seed to Superbody Star. It had sealed away large numbers of these spiritual beings, whose physical mass was pitifully small. Fewer than one in ten Superhumans had managed to escape.
The Alpha Civilization, meanwhile, had unleashed terrifying chaotic particles, completely sending the world's energy into a frenzy. This countered the Superhumans' Star Body Siphon and prevented the world's vital energy from draining away, forcibly extending the time before its destruction by dozens of times.
But.
No matter how powerful the Mandala