"In other words, is there any chance he isn't the final enemy, but just an errand boy?" Just as most of the people in the official organizations began wondering whether they really should use all their reserves and resources to cultivate those Doomsdays, a faint voice rang out.
"Hm?! What do you mean?!" As that voice fell, everyone's heart jolted, including Erik, who was attending the meeting and did not know what trump cards these official organizations had.
Then they realized that although only one Silver Surfer had appeared in Wakanda this time, his metallic-man appearance did not seem impossible to replicate. If anything, he looked very much like a robot.
But if he really was a robot, then was a robot with such terrifying energy fluctuations truly something Earth could deal with? And behind this robot, just how powerful were the beings who had created such robots?
In that instant, the official organizations that had originally still intended to hold something back immediately lost all intention of doing so. After all, if they could not get through this crisis, Earth might be gone. What use would anything they preserved have then?
Moreover, although Earth's current technological strength had already reached an interstellar level—at the very least, these official organizations all possessed interstellar travel capabilities and, like Wakanda, could leave Earth—
The problem was that, leaving aside the matter of abandoning their homeland, Earth had yet to truly make contact with any external civilization. After leaving Earth, where were they supposed to go? They did not even have a Star Map. Drifting aimlessly through the universe would be even more dangerous than the Age of Discovery back then.
Of course, there was another most crucial point: to this day, Earth's official side still had no idea who the enemy was