At that moment, a massive emerald-green Small Star lay across the very center of the Radiant Sun Star System.
This Small Star was already radiating vast brilliance and heat, allowing every living creature within tens of millions of miles around it to survive without relying on the afterglow of the Radiant Sun Star.
This emerald-green Small Star alone could shelter them.
This emerald-green Small Star was none other than Jupiter.
Over just two thousand years, Jupiter had defied the heavens and reached the peak of Level Three.
Its volume and mass were more than ten times that of an ordinary Small Star, and it was even faintly showing signs of becoming a Quasi-Star.
Jupiter's strength, combined with the Wood Holy Spirit Body displayed by the Queen, was the fundamental reason so many Nebula Great Clans had repeatedly increased their investments.
Inside the magnificent hall of this vast emerald-green planet, an incomparably beautiful elf, noble and elegant from head to toe, sat upon the main seat. Her narrow eyes quietly watched the tactical holographic sand table compiled by her advisers, while she remained silent.
Yet her silence placed an indescribable pressure upon every species in the hall.
Because this green elf was the most esteemed figure in the entire Jupiter Star Cluster, without equal.
If she did not approve of the advisers' plans and strategies, their arguments would not cease.
"Queen, the best course right now is to strike Earth by surprise under the banner of destroying Mars, while secretly joining forces with the Radiant Sun Vanguard Army. We must use these final thousand years to swallow these two Small Stars. Only then can we devote ourselves fully to competing with the Radiant Sun Tribe. Otherwise, even if the three of us join hands in the future, none of us will