Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

United Nations conference room.

While Peter was having a headache discussing with representatives from various countries how to ensure global security after this incident,

The projector in the conference room turned on automatically in a strange way.

A video call was automatically connected.

In the video, Gravik's ugly face is contorted and grotesque.

Behind him was a vast, dark army of Skrulls.

"The Arbiter!" Gravik's voice boomed through the loudspeakers, carrying undisguised malice and madness.

"Do you really think you've won?"

"My previous plans were just appetizers!"

"Now, the childish pre-war games can end!"

"From this moment forward, I, Gravik, King of the Skrulls, officially declare to you the new master of Earth!"

"The holy war has begun!"

"I'm giving you one last 24 hours to consider it!"

"Come find me in Cherokee in 24 hours!"

"If you choose to commit suicide in front of all the people of Earth to atone for your sins, I will spare 40 billion people of Earth because of your great righteousness, allowing them to continue to be slaves of the Skrulls."

"If you don't come..."

Gravik paused, and the camera shifted to show Captain America, Hawkeye, Hulk, and others immersed in nutrient tanks.

"I will execute your friends live on a global broadcast and use their heads to sound the horn of holy war!"

"I can assure you, the human population on Earth will be reduced by at least half!"

"The right to choose has been given to you. I hope you won't let me down!"

Upon hearing Glavik's words, the conference room fell into a deathly silence, and the representatives from all sides of the United Nations turned pale.

These crazy aliens are actually planning to start a world war.

The situation has inevitably deteriorated to such a deplorable state!

Just as everyone was feeling uneasy because of Gravik's words...

"Pfft~"

A loud laugh suddenly rang out, freezing Gravik's arrogant smile on the screen.

Gravik looked at Peter in disbelief, unable to believe that this fool could still laugh at a time like this.

On the other hand, Peter was indeed laughing heartily.

He genuinely hadn't expected this idiot to be so ridiculous.

They dare to challenge me with only two thousand or so people.

"this one?"

He uttered two words lightly, and when he looked at Gravik, there was no seriousness, no anger, only a mocking look, like watching a clown perform:

"I thought you had some hidden skill that would allow you to speak to me in such an arrogant tone."

After all that, all I got was a bunch of hybrid goblins!

Upon hearing the term "hybrid goblin," a series of "puff puff puff..." sounds rang out from the crowd.

There's no way around it, Peter's analogy is just too apt and too vivid.

On the other side, upon witnessing this scene, Gravik's arrogance completely transformed into utter fury:

"Damn Earthlings, keep laughing!"

"You won't be laughing anymore in 24 hours!"

"It doesn't need to be 24 hours!" Peter picked at his ear, his face full of disdain.

"An hour later, Chernobyl will face off in the middle of the goal; whoever chickens out is a coward!"

"By the way, you and that bunch of hybrid goblins behind you are not worthy of my personal attention."

"Go back to your lair, wash your neck, and wait. My men will show you what true despair is in an hour."

Before Gravik could even respond, Peter flicked his finger across the air, and the massive screen instantly transformed into countless points of light, vanishing into nothingness.

After the call ended, the UN conference room erupted in uproar.

The University of Tokyo representative and George's brows furrowed deeply.

"Mr. Arbitrator, this is a war that could decide the life or death of Earth. There's no need to be reckless at a time like this, is there?"

"Relax~" Peter patted the two of them on the shoulders, his face full of a confident smile:

"When have I ever fought a battle unprepared?"

"The one hour I gave you was actually for you to start a nationwide live stream. I'm in a good mood today, so please join me for a good show!"

After saying this, Peter's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

……

The next second, in the conference room at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.

"Peter, are you serious? This war... you really don't intend to get involved?"

Tony Stark's voice sounded like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Have you been in space too long and got your brain damaged by gamma rays?"

"Did you see clearly what was standing behind that green-skinned bastard? That bastard has an entire hybrid army that has copied our abilities!"

"And even if you include all the members of Black Rose, we only have less than 50 people!"

"How are we supposed to fight this battle? Are we just supposed to charge in and get killed so they can collect a whole set of Avengers limited edition figures?"

Although the others in the meeting room did not speak in agreement with Tony, their expressions were all solemn.

This was not a close battle at all, but a siege with no suspense whatsoever.

The opponent not only had an overwhelming numerical advantage, but also almost completely replicated their abilities.

It's like playing a game on hell difficulty, where the enemy's stats and health are hundreds of times greater than yours.

The only way out was that their real "cheat" player publicly announced that he was going to AFK!

What's the point of fighting now?!

If it weren't a matter of life and death for Earth, Tony would have just said:

This hand is yours, I've already placed the 15!

"Bro, I think you're the one whose brain is fried from being away for so long."

Peter looked at Tony calmly, his face full of ease:

"I just said I wouldn't make a move," he said, flexing his wrist to reveal a small, worn-out watch.

"But when did I ever say I wanted you to fight this battle with your current strength?"

"What...what exactly are you planning to do?" Tony's voice was a little hoarse, but his eyes were full of anticipation.

Peter didn't answer the guy directly. Instead, he turned to Gwen and the others, smiling gently, "Ready? My dears."

"Are you ready to receive your... ascension?"

The moment he finished speaking, he gently twisted the watch face on his wrist.

"Click".

A soft sound, as if Pandora's box had been opened with a key at that moment.

The next second, an indescribable, primordial aura, seemingly from the very beginning of the universe, erupted from Peter's body!

There was no blinding light, no earth-shattering energy fluctuations.

But everyone present felt as if the whole world had changed.

The air seemed to solidify into amber, the river of time stood still at this moment, and space was given an unprecedented weight.

At that moment, they felt as if they were no longer standing in the conference room of Avengers Tower, but floating in a boundless golden sea of ​​stars filled with primordial energy.

And Peter is this sea of ​​stars himself!