Just a single strike!
The conceited First Legion Commander of the Skrulls ended up with his soul and body completely obliterated.
In Ren's eyes, this kind of energy body obtained through forced transformation was simply riddled with flaws.
It was entirely filled with fatal vulnerabilities, completely unable to withstand the soul-crushing attacks of a top-tier powerhouse.
Ren casually waved his hand as if brushing away dust, sweeping aside all the wreckage of the warship blocking his path.
Ahead, a massive blue and green interwoven planet suddenly came into view.
It really was discovered long ago.
Ren sighed softly.
No matter what level of garbage they were, anyone daring to declare themselves a god had at least a few tricks up their sleeve.
Judging solely by the Skrulls' methods of stealing superpowers, the mastermind behind it was clearly no ordinary entity.
However, Ren felt not a shred of fear, directly transforming into a stream of light and plunging straight into the atmosphere.
His mental power spread out like a tide, instantly locking onto the enemy's base camp—the Skrull Holy City.
That was, the so-called dwelling place of the gods.
Overlooking it from the air, the entire holy city was prosperous to the extreme.
Various towering buildings defying the laws of gravity rose from the ground, shuttling and intersecting spacecraft were everywhere, and the technological level far exceeded Earth's imagination, brimming with a magical future-punk vibe.
Ren locked onto a giant yellow and green mixed tower right in the center of the city.
The architecture pierced the skies, standing a full thousand meters tall, resembling a colossal beast crouching in the center of the city, absolute the city's unique landmark.
Surprisingly, not even half a guard was encountered along the way.
Ren did not hesitate in the least, flying straight into the