Without even looking, Daisy knew how many survivors there were. Excluding the five who were still snoring away and couldn't be provoked, along with two figures she couldn't tell had fused together or had always been separate individuals, there were ninety-one surviving deities in total.
Seventy-seven of them had bizarre appearances or were simply elemental lifeforms.
They were scattered about in disarray. It seemed as though they had Daisy surrounded, but who was surrounding whom was hard to say.
Her gaze swept over them one by one. Among those seventy-seven deities were nine Skyfather Tier beings, all relatively powerful. The rest were also experts among the Quasi-Celestials. A few either had exceptionally good luck or possessed some sort of danger-sensing ability.
They were a loose, disorganized rabble. Daisy did not take them seriously.
She looked toward the fourteen deities who closely resembled modern Skrulls. They stood clustered together, and their green scaly skin, tall lean bodies, lizard-like heads, and long tails all revealed their blood relation to modern Skrulls.
There were both men and women among them. The males had denser scales, while the females had fewer.
They warily guarded against the surrounding deities. Back then, they had been the chief gods of the pantheon and could naturally enslave the other deities. But now the balance of power had reversed, so they had to weigh each other's strength.
The divine power of the fourteen Skrull deities rapidly converged. The surging fluctuations of divine power shot into the sky, drawing peals of thunder from the depths of the divine realm. It seemed as if the consciousness of the entire divine realm was awakening.
Were these people idiots? Using a big move right in front of me?
Daisy could not tell what they were preparing to do, but she guessed it was