All the Skrulls watched involuntarily as their High Priest gathered countless bolts of powerful lightning.
At that moment, their High Priest was the god in their hearts.
He was a being they looked up to.
After all, among them, only the High Priest could perfectly wield this tremendous power.
He possessed what their Skrull god called the finest genes.
They had once even seen the High Priest destroy an entire fleet alone.
And back then, the High Priest had not unleashed particularly powerful strength.
This time, he had pushed it to the limit.
"How powerful is the High Priest, exactly?"
"He's a being infinitely close to our god!"
"If only I could possess such tremendous power!"
"..."
Boom, boom, boom!
Even the air rumbled under such power.
Rip!
The Vishanti Holy Sword in Wang Yang's hand slashed out at that moment, heading straight for the approaching Skrulls High Priest.
The High Priest showed little reaction at the sight. Having merged with lightning, he had no fear of any weapon or physical attack.
The Vishanti Holy Sword tore through the High Priest's body.
Yet what the Vishanti Holy Sword had torn apart one moment fused together again the next.
The High Priest's hand had already drawn close to Wang Yang.
"Die! You'll understand the gulf between us. A mere human dares dream of invading my Skrulls Empire!"
The High Priest's expression grew somewhat cold, but when he was an inch away from Wang Yang, the Skrulls High Priest could advance no farther.
The Skrulls High Priest glanced back and discovered a sight he could scarcely believe.
His body, filled with lightning, had actually been severed by a single sword strike.
"Impossible!"
The High Priest's face was filled with disbelief. At any other time, even being slashed would not have drawn such