Revenge herself on that Earth woman who had made her what she was today? The thought had barely arisen before it was cut off, vanishing so quickly that it was almost unbelievable.
She had clearly thought of it, yet her brain had not processed it at all. It was abruptly set aside.
The idea of revenge never passed through her mind. Right now, her head was filled with thoughts of leading people into the holy war, using it to recruit troops and expand her influence, then fighting for the Skrull throne.
"Rise, my subjects! I have finally found a way to free our people. I will shatter the shackles upon you. I am Queen Veranke, born of the storm! I will not only free your bodies, but also break the chains upon your souls!"
She raised her right hand. The White Light from her ring flowed through the hearts of every Skrull, suppressing their bloodthirsty, cruel, evil natures. Each of them began to contemplate the meaning of their lives.
Queen Veranke continued, "Your hearts have been cleansed. I will select the finest among you to form the Pure Army!"
Before such transcendent power, reorganizing an army was a trivial matter. The newly named Pure Army's morale soared, and every one of them longed to die for their queen.
Watching Queen Veranke lead her high-spirited army toward the central region to join the others, Daisy stepped out from nowhere in satisfaction.
Fate could not be altered hastily. She needed samples. King of Chaos was an observation subject, but not a sample. His true strength was unknown. Once battle began, she might not have the spare attention to gather data. Combat was no joke. His power would surely reach the peak of a single universe, while she was still somewhat short of