The Skrulls' savage, bloodthirsty, brutal nature came from their gods. Skrull gods had never been good gods in the traditional sense. Daisy was not worried that the King of Chaos would retreat early, because these gods were his finest food—bar none.
Daisy began selecting and slaughtering the deities that looked like they were Skyfather Tier.
There was actually little difference between Sky Fathers and Quasi-Celestials. There was no clear boundary between the two levels.
This greatly tested one's eye. Skrull gods came in all sorts of bizarre shapes, adding no small amount of difficulty to her task.
There were no signs by the roadside with arrows indicating which deity lived in this mountain or which deity occupied that pond. Nor did they have Skyfather Tier labels pasted on their foreheads. Every one of them slept like a dead pig, so she could only rely on her instincts.
Those with vicious faces and slabs of flesh usually could not be wrong.
A conch-like deity—Daisy drilled inside, poked around for a while, and killed it!
An enormous eagle-like deity—looking mighty impressive, huh? Die!
What was this thing, a ball of gas? Skip it! Daisy occasionally encountered deities without fixed forms. It was not that she could not deal with them; they simply took too long to cut down.
She moved like lightning, constantly darting through the divine realm. In less than fifteen breaths, she had slain more than three hundred deities. She estimated that at least twenty of them were Skyfather Tier, though whether they had originally belonged to the Skrull Pantheon or had been Sky Fathers from conquered planets was impossible to tell.
She was not merely killing them. She also extracted the Divine Power Essence within those deities and cut out the Threads of Fate unique to each of them