In the Marvel universe: My talents can be enhanced indefinitely.

"I am the supreme god of the Skrulls."

Tottenham Welsh raised his head.

"Impossible! I've killed a Skrull god!"

Wang Yang looked at Totvanwell, somewhat disbelieving that this man could be a Skrull god.

Totvanwerk nodded: "That's right, I wasn't the first Skrull god, but without a doubt I am the most powerful Skrull god!"

"Are you really unwilling to submit to me? I can't bear to see you fall into such a depraved state."

"Succumbing to self-destruction?"

Wang Yang laughed sarcastically: "Do you think you're on the right path?"

Tottenham looked at Wang Yang with deep admiration in his eyes: "I guarantee that after you submit to me, you will receive far more than you have now."

"Power, status, women—you can have as many as you want!"

Wang Yang pursed her lips: "Sorry, not interested."

Tottenham Welsh sighed. He was never an indecisive person, otherwise he would not have replaced the Skrull gods of the past.

The reason I was able to talk to Wang Yang for so long was entirely due to Wang Yang's strength.

Unfortunately, the other party was unwilling to work for him.

"Since that's the case... let's destroy it."

A murderous glint appeared in Tottenham's eyes, and a powerful aura slowly rose from his body.

Wang Yang's gaze sharpened, slowly rising to a level equal to Tottenham Welsh's, unleashing an aura no less imposing than Tottenham Welsh's.

You can't beat me!

Tottenham sarcastically remarked, "A man without ambition is unworthy to wield such power; it is only fit for someone like me!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved, spreading powerful magical energy and creating a strong current in space. His body shot towards Wang Yang like a cannonball, but Wang Yang slightly shifted his body to dodge Totvanwell's sharp sword.

Wang Yang's sacred sword, the Vishan Emperor's sword, hurtled straight toward his head.

"Clang!"

Tottenham reacted incredibly quickly, his purple longsword blocking Wang Yang's attack.

A hint of disdain appeared on his lips: "Your speed and strength are both too poor."

"This power can unleash even greater force in my hands!"

As she spoke, an arc of electricity flashed in her other hand, and with a wave of her hand, the Lightning of Bosat was unleashed.

It headed straight for Wang Yang, who dodged the lightning, but suddenly saw a purple light coming towards him.

His pupils contracted slightly, and as he stepped back, a magical shield appeared in front of him.

It blocked Totwanwer's Vishanti Holy Sword.

The two faced off, and Totvanwell was quite surprised: "His power and speed in using these spells are clearly no match for mine. My reaction speed can reach the limit!"

"But he actually managed to withstand my attack!"

"Is this really a lucky person who gets an opportunity on Earth?"

In his view, his current strength was far superior to Wang Yang's. His power, speed, and magical power were much stronger than before due to the enhancement of his bloodline, not to mention his reaction speed and combat experience.

As a Skrull god who has been fighting abroad for many years, how could his combat experience be inferior to that of a native who has hardly ever left Earth?

On the other side, Wang Yang was equally surprised; no one else knew about the power within him.

Just how vast is it? After all, it has fused so much power.

But this Skrull Totvanwer actually incorporated his genes.

It was obvious that the other party had used some method to actually replicate his power.

Although not perfect, unlike the ever-growing magical power within Wang Yang, the magic within Totwanwell does not grow, but it is already powerful enough to have reached this level.

Tottenham Wel's current strength is estimated to be about 70% of his original power.

It is no less powerful than gods of the multiverse level.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Wang Yang couldn't help but grin. He wasn't afraid of a strong person.

He appeared in front of Totvanwell in a flash, the Holy Sword of Vishanti in his hand heading straight for Totvanwell.

A magical shield also appeared in front of Tottenwell.

boom!

With a deafening roar, the magic shield trembled violently, but it clearly managed to block Wang Yang's attack.

You cannot break my power!

Your strength is my strength!

Tottenham was extremely pleased with himself, but his smugness didn't last long.

Click!

With a crack, the magic shield in front of Totvanwell shattered.

Tottenham Welsh was then sent flying backwards.

"How is that possible!"

Tottenham was shocked. The two should have been about the same strength, so why was Wang Yang able to break through his strength and directly transfer his power to him?

"Has his strength increased again?"

A deep look of disbelief suddenly appeared in Tottenham's eyes; he couldn't understand why such a thing could happen.

It is impossible for a person to improve their strength indefinitely.

But why can the person in front of you do that?

boom!

In the absence of gravity in the universe, Tottenham's figure flashed like a beam of light in the darkness, crashing violently into a huge meteorite and shattering it into pieces.

His momentum continued unabated as he crashed into three more meteorites before he could barely control himself and stop.

Tottenham Welsh, panting heavily, glared at the man before him, wishing he could tear him to pieces.

"This person... is actually so powerful. I underestimated him."

Tottenham's heart sank slowly; he felt he had been too arrogant.

Meanwhile, Wang Yang surveyed the surroundings and saw a huge red planet slowly rotating, seemingly right in front of them, while countless meteorites of all sizes were densely distributed around them.

"Is this the asteroid belt?"

Wang Yang frowned slightly.

However, Totvanwell on the other side had no time to pay attention to any of this. With an unparalleled aura, he charged towards Wang Yang again, his body radiating a powerful magical energy.

Wang Yang did not dodge, but instead wielded the Sacred Sword of Vishandi to meet the attack. The two figures collided in space, bursting forth with dazzling light.

If there were satellites here, they could capture images of a small sun-like burst of light suddenly erupting between asteroid belts, with energy fluctuating wildly in the silent universe before spreading out rapidly.

A powerful shockwave was formed, sweeping in all directions.

"boom!"

The two powerful blows collided violently, unleashing a burst of energy that instantly pulverized the surrounding meteorites of all sizes, creating a vacuum zone within this vast asteroid belt.

Wang Yang's pupils contracted. This place was still too close to Earth. Their energy diffusion was too intense. If they accidentally destroyed Mars, the entire solar system would be shaken.

He acted swiftly, instantly appearing beside Tottenham Welsh, who was still recovering from the previous attack, as a gust of wind swept through.

Totvanwell's figure flew backward again, and Wang Yang flashed after him.

As Tottenham Wel's strength waned, he was left with almost no chance to fight back.

They can only passively take the beating.

If it weren't for the fact that Totwanwell also possessed powerful magical abilities, he would probably have already died at Wang Yang's hands.

Even so, Totvanwell gradually began to resist Wang Yang's power.

Although he still looked quite disheveled, he had finally stabilized.

Tottenham was panting heavily, trying to recover from the injuries Wang Yang had inflicted on him. He was shocked; he hadn't been able to retaliate at all during the series of attacks, and it seemed that Wang Yang hadn't even used his full strength.

"Tottenham, Philip is here with the Time Stone. Do you need help?"

Mr. Dottilt’s voice suddenly rang in Totvanwell’s ears.

Totvanwell narrowed his eyes. Although he was unwilling to admit that his strength was inferior to Wang Yang's, there was nothing he could do. He couldn't wait until Wang Yang had completely defeated him before regretting it.

He didn't speak, and charged at Wang Yang again, confident that Dotilite's intelligence would allow him to understand.

Wang Yang's gaze sharpened as he looked at Totwanwell, who was close behind, and he thrust the Holy Sword of Vishanti straight at Totwanwell.

Tottenham dodged to the side, and a powerful magical force condensed.

It transformed into countless magical chains that swept in.

These magical powers swept over Wang Yang.

Wang Yang twisted his body and broke free from these magical chains.

But the next moment, a giant palm fell from the sky and pressed down directly on Wang Yang.

"A necromancer's giant hand?"

Wang Yang narrowed his eyes, and with a flick of his wrist, the sacred sword of the Vishan Emperor shot straight into the sky.

Rumble!

The sky roared as the necromantic giant hand collapsed.

A terrifying burst of energy swept away everything around it, and a dazzling white light suddenly burst forth in the dark space before darkness returned.

Wang Yang's body flew backward violently.

Although Totvanwell gained the upper hand by using the giant hand of the undead, his body also suffered a backlash, feeling extremely uncomfortable, with pain all over his body and his bones feeling like they were about to fall apart.

Tottenham Welsh watched Wang Yang fall, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. Seizing the opportunity, he unleashed two beams of cosmic energy from his eyes, chasing after Wang Yang like two deadly lasers in the dark universe.