Chapter 1630 Extraterrestrial Battle Prowess

To be honest, Hao Ren wasn't surprised by the eldest son's space combat abilities.

This powerful primordial being had already demonstrated a portion of its combat capabilities. It could control gravity, generate shields, and distort space. When faced with a meteor strike, it even knew to use anti-aircraft fire to destroy the targets. All indications suggested that the eldest son knew what space was from the very beginning—or at least knew what "space combat" was. Furthermore, it had destroyed the magic empire's lunar city in ancient times, so it was only natural for this monster to be capable of space warfare.

It was just that Hao Ren hadn't expected its "spaceship" to be so sophisticated.

After confirming that the "seed" was completely dead, Lily painstakingly cut open the outer skin with her claw blades, revealing the shriveled, withered organs beneath. The shapes of these organs were somewhere between animal and plant, and although they looked like viscera, the material was similar to woody fiber. Hao Ren also saw the ring-shaped tissue at the core of the seed. It gleamed with metallic luster and seemed to contain a large amount of minerals. Hao Ren reached out and tugged at it, feeling that it was dead weight in his hand. Its weight on the moon was astonishing, and he wondered what material it was made of.

"A thorough weapon," Vivian said, stroking her chin. "It seems to be specifically designed to attack other planets."

Vivian's remark reminded Hao Ren that the eldest son wasn't a weapon when it first hatched from the original seed—it was just a plant responsible for shaping the initial ecosystem. Although powerful, it shouldn't have had such sophisticated combat armament. This seed was a weapon that had obviously been carefully designed; it shouldn't have been part of the original blueprint of the original seed...

Undoubtedly, the eldest son designed this thing—even in its completely insane state, it was still capable of designing such a weapon. Or did some kind of logic still exist within its madness? Enough to support it in completing this ingenious work of destruction?

Hao Ren shared his thoughts, and the others were either horrified or contemplative. Lily also wagged her tail and thought for a long time, then suddenly poked Hao Ren's stomach: "It seems that all the civilizations in this universe have indeed been wiped out, including those capable of flying into space."

Before Lily finished speaking, Hao Ren jumped back more than two meters with a cold sweat: "Don't poke people with those claws! Are you trying to kill someone?"

Nangong Wuyue reached out and fiddled with the "seed" remains, sticking out her tongue. "It's definitely fatal to be targeted by this thing. But is there really no survivor in this universe? The universe is so big, there can't be no one who can fight."

The survivors Wuyue was talking about weren't unfortunate souls like the people of Holletta, whose civilization had regressed to the point where they didn't even recognize their own mothers, but powerful races that had successfully preserved their civilization and even solved the eldest son crisis themselves.

"The entire universe is silent, and all channels only contain our own echoes—or broadcasts from the Empire's data link," said the data terminal, swaying its body. "This unit doesn't believe there are any living interstellar civilizations here. The difference in strength between the second son and the eldest son is too obvious, and the latter has a decisive advantage in terms of life form. Unless a race had already moved its entire population to other star systems before the eldest sons went mad and completely cut off contact with their home planet, and also didn't bring anything related to the eldest son—not even a single cell, otherwise they would definitely be caught up and killed."

Vivian folded her arms and interjected, "There's another possibility: there are survivors, but they're hiding and don't dare to respond to any sounds."

Seeing Hao Ren's inquiring gaze, Vivian shrugged: "Don't forget how the Earth's alien races survived under the pursuit of demon hunters: hiding, hiding in shelters, not making any noise, and not responding to any contact. The eldest sons are even more terrifying than demon hunters, so the survivors would hide even more secretly than the alien races, but there must still be some civilization alive. Like Wuyue said, the universe is so big, there can't be no one who can fight."

Hao Ren felt something and looked up at the stars twinkling in the dark night sky. Holletta hung in the center of the night sky, surrounded by endless, brilliant galaxies. A strange feeling welled up in his heart, and he thought that perhaps some frightened eyes were hidden in those silent, cold stars—they were the survivors of the cataclysm, with complete historical records of ten thousand years ago. They might have already dismantled their communication equipment (the eldest sons obviously had the ability to track these signals) and locked themselves in a place that could completely isolate life signs, but these survivors would definitely leave some kind of window outside—unless they wanted to stay in the shelter until the universe was destroyed, they would always leave a way to perceive the outside world.

Like the dove released by Noah.

Hao Ren wanted to leave a broadcast tower, broadcasting the message "the cataclysm has ended" throughout the universe to lure out those survivors, but he soon realized that doing so was very risky: because he couldn't be sure if the cataclysm had really ended!

The eldest sons went mad at the same time, but they didn't necessarily die at the same time. At least the eldest son of Holletta had only fallen into a deep sleep. Perhaps there were other eldest sons still active in this universe, and he couldn't rashly attract the attention of those ancient creatures.

So in the end, he could only shake his head: "Let's just leave a self-replicating passive radar station, staring at this universe, and grab any communication signals. Also, launch the radar station a little further away to prevent attracting the eldest sons to Holletta."

The data terminal whistled: "Roger!"

A hatch opened on the upper part of the Petrified Turtle Rock Platform, and a silver-white cuboid device several meters long rose from the hangar, then turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the vast space. Next, it would monitor this starfield for a long time, and constantly replicate itself, setting up radar stations in more and more distant galaxies, until the entire universe was under surveillance. Hao Ren didn't know how effective this thing would be—because he didn't read the instructions—but he thought it looked pretty advanced and should work.

He ordered the autonomous machines to send the seed to the ship's research institute, and after collecting some tendril and debris samples on the moon, he led the team away from the place.

The group returned to the Alamanda teleportation point in Tanagus. Hao Ren stowed the ship, but left an autonomous machine behind before leaving. He asked this small robot to collect materials here to build a series of protective walls, at least to seal off the square, and if possible, to fortify it into a fortress. When he came back next time, he would bring some weapons to further protect the Alamanda teleportation square.

The lavender light membrane connecting the Dream Plane and the Surface World was still emitting regular brilliance, and this spatial rift had completely stabilized. Everyone passed through the light membrane and immediately felt a cold wind blowing in their faces.

Before them was the dark, vast snowfield. With a turn of their heads, they were back at the Andre Castle.

"I really didn't expect to encounter so many things this time," Lily said, putting away her ears and tail and turning back into human form, jumping in place to express her happiness. "I originally thought I was just going to take a look at the situation, but I ended up wandering around for more than a week."

Hao Ren also looked at the vast snowfield in front of him with emotion. Returning from the Dream Plane to the Surface World always brought him a strange sense of separation, and this time, traversing the two worlds through the spatial rift didn't weaken this illusion.

Nangong Wuyue took the lead and jumped off the stone platform: "Let's go, let's go upstairs and scare the Andre family."

Hao Ren: "..."

He didn't know if Nangong Wuyue's crow's mouth really worked or what, but when Hao Ren and the others pushed open the iron door of the underground palace, they actually ran into Igor. The old man was probably in the basement tidying up the family portraits that had been around for years, when he suddenly heard a loud bang from the iron door behind him—at that time, he thought the evil spirit had risen from the dead again to fight him to the death, but when he turned around, it turned out to be the witch and the masters who had been "missing" for a week. At that time, he clapped his hands in surprise: "Hey—"

Then he fainted again.

The butler was guarding him, and this loyal butler seemed to be familiar with this rhythm, skillfully helping his master up and then pinching acupoints, smelling incense, and administering quick-acting medication (this time the faint was more serious), calmly rescuing the old man. Igor opened his eyes and stared blankly at Hao Ren and the others: "You've been missing for a week... I thought something happened!"

"We went to a very far place," Vivian said with a smile. "Magical things, don't ask about the details."