At this moment, in the secret meeting hall of the World Security Council, an even larger screen stood before the semicircular seats. The image on it was rather strange. At the very center of the screen was an enormous fireball. Clearly, the image had undergone special processing to reveal the true appearance of the star.
If one looked closely, there was a tiny black dot at the upper right of the star. That was the Kree Planet Battleship.
Although the Planet Battleship was as large as an entire planet, it was still insignificant compared to the massive star. At this moment, the Kree Planet Battleship was crouched beside the sun, drawing energy from it—otherwise known as sipping the sun.
Because of the enormous disparity in size, the scene looked more like a mosquito sipping at a coconut. With the star filling the entire screen, the Kree Planet Battleship had become too tiny to see. If not for the red box specifically marking its position, the important figures in the seats would not have been able to spot the warship at all.
Earlier, they had seen a close-up of the Planet Battleship. In that image, it had looked incomparably huge, terrifying, and immensely oppressive. Yet compared with the wonders wrought by nature in the universe, it was still exceedingly small.
Though this no longer gave the viewers such a powerful sense of oppression, it filled them with a deeper despair. Even a civilization as advanced as the Kree was still as small as a grain of sand before a blazing star. That was the reality of interstellar society. No matter how powerful a civilization was, one day it would vanish beneath cosmic disasters.
But humanity was not even a grain of sand now. There was no need for a tidal wave;