What is there to say about this page? Besides using so much black crayon is harder than it looks. Also keeping the black out of the white of the alien... signal... beacon... thing (ASBT for short.) That stuff had to be pure white. This huge explosion and release of ASBT energy from said explosion is the titular Scourge, the Scouring of France. France is just one big radioactive crater now. That's not passive aggression against France or anything; remember, the entire point is because the Louvre, the finest art museum in the world, is there. If it weren't France being destroyed here, there would be no story. I love France and its people. They've got good... stuff. Late night talk shows, that's it. They've got good late night talk shows.
But this entire page is kind of an exercise in ridiculousness. How fantastically over-the-top can we get? This veggie vendor, this purveyor of produce getting exploded? Yes. This explosion being so large that you can see it from space? Alright. This explosion turning the entire northern hemisphere into a giant alien flashlight? Awesome!
Note the continuity, also: the previous page took place during sunset, and here you can see half the world bathed in shadow and bifurcating France in half. Sunset. There's something kind of vaguely iconic about that, as best illustrated in the final panel. Half the world in night, half the world in day, half the world being lit up and sending a beacon out into the screaming black void of space.
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