Lar seemed to see what he was thinking and gave a soft laugh. "The node closest to the Heivei Nebula from where you're standing is less than two million kilometers away. That already counts as close. On a cosmic battlefield, a million kilometers is no more than the distance of a single breath."
"You'll get used to it. The scale of wars between cosmic civilizations has never been measured in kilometers."
"The measurements you learned on your home planet will only limit your judgment here."
"A true high-level powerhouse crosses several light-years in a single battle. In a major decisive war, the battle lines stretch across billions of kilometers. If you still measure the battlefield by the experience of your home planet, you'll suffer for it."
Song Chen did not argue. He knew Lar was right.
Ever since entering the Moonshadow Civilization, he had realized that his perception of space was being constantly rewritten.
This universe was far too vast, and he was still adapting.
Lar turned again to look at the allied fleet slowly adjusting its formation in the distance. He took the initiative to change the subject. "Do you know why the Blood-Eclipse Civilization has set its sights on the Milky Way?"
"Why?"
"The Milky Way's position in the universe is unique. Its spiral-arm structure creates many naturally weak regions of space, and its Spirit-Energy Veins are extremely abundant. It is especially suited for the propagation of devouring civilizations."
"The Blood-Eclipse Civilization is one of the most aggressive among all devouring civilizations. Wherever they go, they eat everything clean."
"A Level Four civilization already has a name and standing in the universe, but they still cannot shake that habit. To them, the Milky Way is a fat slab of meat."
"Aren't they afraid of being wiped out?"
"They