On the Skrulls' homeworld, a gigantic body of flesh thrashed wildly, seemingly covered in countless tentacles.
Even with their cities destroyed, the Skrulls showed no change, still looking on as though gazing at their god.
Wang Yang could not help frowning at the sight.
As far as he was concerned, there was naturally no peaceful end to today's events. More importantly, Kly'bn had mutated completely.
More importantly still, those Skrulls seemed to have become Kly'bn's energy, without complaint or regret.
"This is true power. No one can stand against me!"
"Submitting to me is the only path left to you!"
Kly'bn could not help descending into madness now, countless tentacles waving incessantly as his voice rang out.
His tremendous power made the surroundings tremble.
White power enveloped Kly'bn. Even when Wang Yang severed the powerful tentacles that approached, it did no good. Kly'bn could easily regenerate them.
It seemed that any injury was now no more than a trifle to Kly'bn.
He could rapidly recover from all of them.
"You're far too weak compared to me now!"
"Nothing you do will help. My power is now infinite, and my flesh will be infinite too!"
Kly'bn looked at Wang Yang with disdain, like a god looking at an ant.
Wang Yang could not help feeling conflicted at the sight. He had thought Kly'bn was reasonably powerful, but could not possibly be all that powerful.
Yet the transformation now unfolding had truly exceeded his imagination.
The crucial thing was that Kly'bn seemed to still be changing.
After so many years of accumulation, his outward body had now collapsed, and what he was displaying now was his full power.
"I wonder how the other sorcerers are getting on with rescuing the Avengers!"
Wang Yang watched Kly'bn as his powerful mental power spread outward.