Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

the next day.

The star key placed next to the futon emitted a low-frequency hum.

A beam of light was projected into the air, displaying the countdown to "Newcomers Gather".

Lin Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

Deep within his pupils, a vortex of dark gray light swirled, taking a full three seconds to completely disappear.

He looked down at his hands, at the surface of his fair skin.

A very faint dark blue pattern appeared, then quickly merged into the flesh and blood.

A whole night of physical simulation.

He experienced tens of thousands of fragmentations and reorganizations in his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

The countless painful experiences of teetering on the edge of life and death earned him a preliminary grasp of the forbidden law of "End and Origin".

Furthermore, he successfully materialized this understanding of the principles into practical combat methods.

Divine magic.

The word popped into Lin Yuan's mind.

In high school textbooks, there are very few records about divine magic; it is usually just mentioned in passing.

Because the awakening of divine powers among humans occurs uniformly during the final year of high school, it's only a short year.

The vast majority of students struggle even to stabilize their divine realm and cultivate their initial-level familiars.

There was simply no extra energy to touch upon higher-dimensional forces.

The more fundamental reason is that the essence of divine magic is that deities invoke their own divine power.

By combining the laws they have mastered, they cause rule-altering changes in the real world.

This is similar to the innate supernatural power of the Abyss race.

To unleash divine magic, the minimum requirement is the demigod realm, and one must have a profound understanding of a certain law.

Forcing high school students to study will only result in a backlash from the laws of nature, causing their mental consciousness to collapse on the spot.

Only in places like Starry Sky University, which gathers the most talented individuals from the entire Federation, will divine arts become a required course.

Lin Yuan raised his right hand, joined his index and middle fingers together, and gently drew a line in the air.

Wherever the fingertips passed, space rippled, leaving a gray-black trail.

Divine Art: [Mark of Withering and Flourishing].

This is a unique divine technique that he devised based on his own physique and the characteristics of the Wasteland God Realm.

The effect is simple and direct, and can be divided into two aspects: "withered" and "prosperous".

The "Withering" seal can forcibly strip the target of their life force and energy, transforming it into death energy.

Once a target is hit by the mark, their defense is greatly reduced, their wounds cannot heal, and they are in a near-death state.

If they do, they are immediately declared dead, without even having the chance to self-destruct.

Using the "Glory" seal means transferring the life force that has been taken away, or consuming one's own divine power, into one's own unit.

Not only can it forcibly lock in the last breath to complete the regeneration of severed limbs, but it can also greatly increase the target's physical strength and law resistance in a short period of time.

Lin Yuan looked at the flickering gray-black light at his fingertips and nodded in satisfaction.

The divine arts you comprehend may not be the strongest, but they will certainly be the most suitable for you.

With the [Mark of Withering and Flourishing], he can now take action in the real world or descend into the divine realm to command battles.

It is no longer simply a matter of piling up the number of clans; it has a real trump card that can decide the outcome.

The buzzing of the Star Key intensified.

Lin Yuan composed himself, got up, and pushed open the villa door.

Following the path projected by the Star Key, we arrived at a circular building on the surface of the Death Star.

The entire building is made of some unknown deep-sea silver.

Stepping inside the building, you'll find an extremely spacious lecture hall with an estimated thirty seats.

Lin Yuan walked into the classroom and glanced around casually.

There were already more than twenty people sitting in the classroom.

The atmosphere was unusually quiet.

No one was whispering; everyone remained seated.

Like a pack of lurking ferocious beasts, they exuded a faint but dangerous aura of law.

Lin Yuan spotted two familiar faces in the crowd.

The girl sitting in the third row on the left is the one with black-rimmed glasses whom I met on the spaceship yesterday.

She was looking down at the terminal, her glasses reflecting light so that her eyes were obscured.

Sitting in the second-to-last row on the right was the one in the flashy white trench coat.

White nights.

Upon seeing Lin Yuan enter, Bai Ye immediately straightened up, a bright smile spreading across his face.

Without any hesitation, he raised his hand, waved it twice, and pointed to the empty seat next to him.

Lin Yuan remained calm as he walked up the steps and sat down next to Bai Ye.

"Good morning, Brother Lin Yuan!" As soon as Lin Yuan sat down, Bai Ye's distinctive low voice came over.

"How did you sleep last night? Are you getting used to the gravity on the Death Star?"

"It's alright," Lin Yuan replied casually.

Bai Ye completely ignored Lin Yuan's coldness, leaned slightly towards Lin Yuan, and continued chattering:

"I knew we were meant to be."

"Look, those two girls, Su Yueying and Xu Xingyan, weren't in the same class as us."

Lin Yuan turned and glanced at him.

Bai Ye chuckled and lowered his voice to explain, "I asked around last night."

"The freshmen at Starry Sky University are assigned to classes not by region or grades, but by the 'danger rating' and 'aggressiveness' of the divine realm."

"Su Yueying's Angelic Domain leans towards order, while Xu Xingyan's Starlight System leans towards long-range positional warfare. They were both assigned to the regular tactical squad."

Bai Ye raised his chin and pointed at the men and women in the classroom who were breathing heavily.

"And our class, with thirty people, is full of troublemakers. The Divine Realm is either extremely chaotic or born for killing."

He leaned slightly forward, lowered his voice, and pointed, "Do you see that girl with black-rimmed glasses in the third row on the left?"

"Don't let her quiet appearance fool you. I've heard that she has awakened a rare [Mechanical Plague] divine kingdom."

"He can transform living beings into cyborg infected beings; he is an extremely dangerous individual."

"Look at that melancholy guy in the corner, head down, playing with a coin. He's using the [Curse Kill] system, it's impossible to defend against."

Bai Ye clicked his tongue at this point: "I've heard that the survival rate of graduates from these classes is less than half."

"So I felt at ease as soon as I saw you come in."

"With Brother Lin Yuan's mutated kin taking the lead, and me hiding in the back to release the undead, the survival rate will definitely increase dramatically."

Lin Yuan looked away and didn't respond.

Bai Ye has a wide network of information channels; he quickly found out the details of the class in just a few words.

However, Lin Yuan didn't care about anything like "half the survival rate".

As long as you can get enough credits to exchange for resources, it doesn't matter where you kill.

Just as Bai Ye was about to continue sharing the gossip he had heard,

Click, click, click.

The crisp sound of high heels clicking on the floor came from the hallway outside the classroom.

All eyes turned to the gate at the same time.

A woman walked in.

She was an extremely beautiful woman.

She was wearing a well-tailored dark black business suit, and she was tall.

Her long hair was casually tied back, and she wore a pair of silver earrings.

Her features are extremely delicate, and her eyes and brows reveal a gentleness and intellect unique to mature women.

Judging by her looks alone, she's the kind of beautiful woman who could turn heads on the street.

But her temperament is completely opposite to her appearance.

cold.

A chill that seeps deep into your bones.

She walked up to the podium and looked at the entire audience as if she were examining thirty inanimate objects.

The visual discrepancy between her aloof goddess-like demeanor and intellectual appearance left many in the classroom stunned.

A hint of excitement flashed in the eyes of the boys in the front row.

It's surprising that such a tough and disciplined place like Starry Sky University has such good-looking professors.

But many others frowned slightly, their eyes revealing a look of doubt.

Lin Yuan noticed that the bespectacled woman sitting in the front row quickly swiped her fingers across the terminal a few times before her brows furrowed.

"teacher."

The woman with glasses stood up, adjusted her black-rimmed glasses, and said politely and respectfully:

"According to the information we obtained from the university in advance, the class teacher in charge of this year's high-risk class three should be 'Lord of the Sky' Chen Lie."

"Excuse me, has the university made a last-minute adjustment to the teaching arrangements?"

When this question was raised, many people in the classroom nodded in agreement.

The prodigies aren't fools. Before coming to Starry Sky University, their families or powerful organizations had already thoroughly investigated all the available information.

Chen Lie is a renowned practical instructor at Starry Sky University, whose mastery of spatial laws is unparalleled.

Why did I suddenly get a beautiful female teacher I'd never met before, right before the start of the semester?

The woman on the podium looked at the bespectacled woman who had stood up, and gently tapped the control panel on the podium with her finger.

The projector behind the podium lit up, displaying her name: Wen Muxue.

My name is Wen Muxue.

The woman's voice was very pleasant, with a clear and crisp tone, but her intonation was as flat as a dead straight line.

"As for Professor Chen Lie, whom you mentioned."

Wen Muxue raised her eyes, looked at the thirty people present, and spoke calmly:

"The day before yesterday afternoon, while he was leading a team to explore a kind of abyssal insect nest plane behind the Seventh Star Gate, he was ambushed by a Void Mother Insect at the level of a half-god.

"His divine realm was completely shattered, and his divine essence crumbled. He has perished."

As soon as the words were spoken.

There was no gasp or scream in the entire circular classroom.

But almost simultaneously, the breathing and rhythm of the thirty people present became completely disordered.

They've fallen?

Who is Chen Lie? He's an official instructor at Starry Sky University!

He is not the kind of half-baked true god who rose to power through abundant resources and is now old and frail.

In the common understanding of deities, there is an insurmountable gap between true gods and demigods.

The true god condensed a complete divine essence, lifting the divine realm to the star realm, transforming it into a divine kingdom.

As long as the Kingdom of God remains, even if the true God's physical body is destroyed in reality, he can be reborn in the Kingdom of God through the power of faith.

True Gods represent the advanced combat power of the Human Federation and are beings that are extremely difficult to kill.

However, this true mentor who teaches at Starry Sky University was preparing to welcome new students just the day before yesterday.

Today it has already become a black and white death notice.

To die lightly.

He died silently.

They couldn't even bring back the body; all they received was a simple verbal report.

An indescribable sense of oppression quietly enveloped the entire classroom.

Before they came to Starry Sky University, their elders had repeatedly warned them that it was a cruel place.

They had personally killed monsters on the Abyss Line and believed they were mentally prepared to face life and death.

But when you actually step into this university...

When you hear that a once high and mighty god died like cannon fodder in the depths of an unknown starry sky.

The soul-searching impact still caught them off guard.