The Threat of World Destruction

The Supreme Commander's eyes lit up. That was a good idea.

Although the Kree civilization and the Nova Empire had a ceasefire agreement, it existed only because their strength was balanced.

Once the Kree civilization achieved a technological breakthrough one day, the flames of war would likely reignite.

Just like Ronan's shield technology this time, which was clearly more than one level ahead of the Nova Empire's.

It was just unknown how much it cost.

If it could be widely installed on Kree civilization motherships, the Kree civilization would probably find an excuse to start a war immediately.

But if such a god lived within their own star system, even reinforced shields would be like paper before him.

Before anyone dared provoke the Nova Empire, would they not have to consider that man's opinion?

Besides, he was also a prince of the God Race.

If they could go a step further and build good relations with the God Race, the Nova Empire would be even more secure.

It was just unclear whether he preferred prosperous, densely populated planets, scenic ones, or worlds rich in mineral resources.

"Right, which branch of the God Race was he from?" the Supreme Commander asked.

The minister replied, "I don't know either. Once the war is over, we can ask Commander Saal. He was the first to negotiate with him."

"Mm, good. There's no rush."

However, during the brief gap while Apocalypse was immersed in his insight, when the Supreme Commander had let down her guard, Ronan's mothership quietly broke apart.

The mothership, originally composed of cubes, rapidly split into dozens of pieces.

Each cube ranged from several to over ten kilometers in size. After separating from the mothership, they activated their thrusters and plunged straight toward Xandar.

One of the cubes saw that Apocalypse