"Although everyone here is among the world's top extraordinary beings, enjoying immense prestige and status in your respective countries, but..."
"Whether Earth's civilization can survive the Divine Court's assault has basically nothing to do with everyone here."
"I'm not targeting anyone. What I mean is that everyone present, myself included, is weak."
"Weakness itself is the original sin!"
A trace of shame appeared on Julius's face.
His tormented pride made his teeth clack as he clenched them.
He struggled to suppress the violent emotions surging within him. After a long silence, he finally said hoarsely, "The Prophet's existence has allowed us to perform well in interstellar wars, winning battle after battle. Even after suffering setbacks, we can quickly fight our way back."
"This has created an illusion in everyone—that we have the ability to resist extraterrestrial invaders and successfully protect Earth's civilization."
"But the tragic truth is..."
"Our big-data calculations have shown time and again that, across the entire Earth, when it comes to extraordinary potential, whether now or in the future, the only one truly qualified to stand on the same battlefield as the Prophet is the Martial God, who awakened the Myriad Transformations superpower and became Red Lotus Lord Ye Fengqing's disciple."
"The rest of the Earth Humans, including us S-level and Nation Supporter level beings, can barely show some ability in low- and medium-intensity interstellar wars. But in a war against the Divine Court, we don't even qualify to serve as cannon fodder!"
"I hope everyone won't remain blindly optimistic or continue deceiving yourselves."
"The fact is..."
"Earth's extraordinary power is extremely weak, so frail that it can't withstand a single blow."
"The reason the Divine Court hasn't launched a counterattack during this period isn't that they were frightened by us, but because..."
"They haven't noticed us