Luo Qi could not understand. If a super-consciousness entity existed within the conventional universe, then stripping away its body had already violated its very being. Why had he faced no reckoning?
Luo Qi silently watched Cthulhu. Cthulhu had not sensed the gaze of any unknown being, yet Luo Qi felt that an unknown gaze was watching him too.
That so-called "black smoke" was actually a stream of smaller tentacled monsters spewed out by Cthulhu's physical body, which spanned an entire light-year.
It could also be understood as a colossal "hive" spawning lesser monsters.
But small was relative. Even the smallest of these tentacled monsters measured 3,000 kilometers across.
Luo Qi turned his gaze toward that stellar system. Its intelligent race was the only interstellar civilization within 2,000 light-years to have advanced beyond the nuclear-energy level.
Their large warships, 5,000 kilometers long, could reach a maximum speed of 290,000 kilometers per second. Their armaments consisted only of confined particle beams and electromagnetically launched antimatter shells, while their infantry weapon systems were highly developed.
Their technology was roughly on par with his own when he had left Orange Star. They could harness nuclear reactions and antimatter, and Luo Qi knew the configuration schematics of their spherical spacecraft by heart.
But they could not win.
Luo Qi had scanned the three life-bearing planets in the system and discovered that the composition of these individuals closely resembled that of the High Spirit Race in the Mystic Heaven Nebula Cluster.
Their genes were two hundred times stronger than those of humans, their natural lifespan reached 300 years, and their bodies were robust. They had not added all sorts of bizarre things to themselves like the nomadic civilization had.
They called themselves the Crystal People.
Oh, the nomadic civilization had to be renamed the Cultivation Civilization