Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

The far north.

Dark lava churned, and poisonous smoke pierced the sky.

A dozen or so platinum-tier Calamity Fire Spirits, each tens of meters tall, stood in the crater.

The bony halos behind them slowly rotated, gazing longingly down below.

There, millions of Sky-Eating Insects were trampling over the ashes of their comrades as they rushed toward the lava.

At first, the fire spirits were very annoyed by the hordes of insects that came to their deaths every day.

The Zerg's stronghold is in the New World, too far from the far north.

In addition, several of the strongest members of the Fire Spirit Clan are currently in seclusion deep within the magma, attempting to break through the Diamond Rank barrier.

With no leader, the fire spirits were too lazy to make the long journey to the new continent to launch a counterattack.

He could only defend passively, wielding his fiery whip to burn the annoying black beetles to ashes.

But as time went on, the fire spirits' attitude changed.

They began to enjoy this endless slaughter.

The reason is simply that the Zerg send out far too many each day.

Moreover, the Zerg, having been tempered by the essence of Plane 093, now hold an extremely high rank, with their carapaces containing abundant biological essence.

When the dark blue karmic fire burned through the insectoids' carapace, igniting their flesh and souls together, it unleashed a remarkably pure energy.

This energy flows back from the karmic fire to nourish the fire spirit.

To the Fire Spirit, these high-level insectoids were no longer annoying flies, but rather top-quality fuel.

In the lava lake, a platinum-tier fire spirit, standing thirty meters tall, took a deep breath.

Large swaths of gray-black flames rose from the hundreds of thousands of burning Zerg corpses ahead.

The flames, like rivers flowing into the sea, surged into the mouth and nose of the fire spirit.

Its bony halo erupted with dazzling light, and the karmic fire on its body surged several times over, its aura approaching the peak of platinum.

"roar!"

The Fire Spirit let out a long, pleasant howl.

The abundant fuel not only enhanced the existing fire spirits' strength but also greatly accelerated the reproduction of the race.

The birth rate of the Fire Spirit race has seen an unprecedented surge.

It used to take ten to fifteen days to give birth to a few hundred new fire spirits from the magma.

Now, hundreds of new Fire Spirits break through the lava every day.

Every day, the fire spirits lined up at the edge of the volcano early in the morning, wielding their fire whips, their eyes filled with a thirst for fuel.

The outskirts of the far north.

Tens of thousands of monstrous demons squatted on the ground.

Holding the dark, high-energy metal embryo in his hands, he crunched it, sparks flying everywhere.

As they watched the insects rushing towards the Fire Spirit like madmen, the metal embryos in their hands suddenly lost their appeal.

If it weren't for the Creator's divine decree that "the Demon race is limited to internal warfare and is strictly prohibited from interfering in external battlefields," they would have already rushed in and wreaked havoc.

A battlefield of this scale would undoubtedly be a paradise for the tyrants.

The mother nest emitted a deep rumble and released another batch of metal embryos.

The current divine retinue.

Whether it's the eagles in the sky, the bone fish in the ocean, or the insectoids underground.

The body is more or less contaminated with the characteristics of living metal.

After multiple evolutions, the arsenal has long possessed the ability to directly digest the remains of creatures within the divine realm and transform them into metal embryos.

Therefore, Lin Yuan left the arsenal's resource supply to its own devices.

If the tyrants want to eat high-level metal embryos, they have to find mineral veins, find corpses, or kill corpses themselves.

Then they were taken to the arsenal to be processed.

Furthermore, because the demon race had a small number of demons, there weren't enough corpses to go around.

As a result, some quick-thinking rioters developed entirely new ways to play.

Taking in underlings.

A golden-level Shadowfiend named Gul ran to the edge of the New World.

They defeated the leader of a crab swarm of 100,000 [Vibrating Liquid Gold Crabs], forcing him to his knees and begging for mercy.

Gur did not kill them, but unilaterally established a master-servant contract.

One hundred thousand crabs became Gul's private laborers.

Their daily tasks were to retrieve bone fish carcasses from the River Styx and collect insectoid remains from the wasteland.

Then they were dragged back to the central basin in groups and thrown into the feed inlet of the mother nest.

The mother nest spewed out a metallic embryo, and Gul lay beside it, accepting it all without question.

This capitalist approach of "persuading people with reason" quickly spread among the violent demons.

The tyrants mobilized and went to the outskirts to conscript men.

The eagles in the sky, the bone fish in the River Styx, and even some lone Zerg foes were all forcibly incorporated into the Violent Demons.

Some powerful demon leaders have hundreds of thousands of followers.

It was larger than the personal guards of some minor leaders.

A bizarre ecosystem has emerged in the entire Wasteland God Realm: the tyrannical demons are stationed at the rear, directing hordes of sea and air creatures and insectoids to scavenge for trash.

In the center of the basin.

The total number of the Demon race has exceeded six million.

The basin's area expanded a hundredfold, and the Blood Abyss Sea's extent also surged accordingly.

But even with five million monstrous creatures, it still felt crowded.

The rules remain the same.

The core area of ​​the Blood Sea was occupied by the Tyrant and hundreds of top-tier Berserkers attempting to reach the Diamond rank.

A ring of them stretched outwards, forming a circle of tens of thousands of platinum-tier elites.

Further out lies the golden peak.

Those who are not strong enough should simply leave the basin and stay on the edge.

There was a strict class system and a well-ordered society.

No demon dared to cross that line.

Your strength determines your place in the basin.

Outside the cocoon of time.

In the turbulent flow of void.

A starship pieced together from bones docked at the edge of the crystal wall of the Wasteland God Realm.

On the deck of the starship stood thousands of hunched, grayish-white humanoid creatures.

They had no eyes, and their cheeks had slits resembling fish gills. They held bone daggers that emitted spatial fluctuations in their hands.

The leader lay on the edge of the starship, sensing the fluctuations of the laws of time emanating from the silver cocoon of light in front of him.

"A period of accelerated time... and a nascent world that has just completed its rank upgrade."

The leader's voice was low and hoarse, revealing extreme greed.

He saw the dark red tree roots that pierced through the crystal wall and took root in the void turbulence to draw energy.

"A plant core capable of directly extracting energy from the void! A divine artifact! An absolute divine artifact!"

The leader was so excited that he trembled all over.

In this newly upgraded world, the laws are not yet fully stable.

The internal dependents are often still in the adaptation period and are the weakest.

Furthermore, the Creator is unable to intervene during the time acceleration period.

This is the perfect prey.

"Tear open the barrier of time, sneak in. Kill all the natives inside, and dig out the origin of that plant!" the leader ordered.

Several wanderers carried a black, pointed cone and walked to the bow of the starship, aiming it at the divine realm's crystal wall.

In the center of the Wasteland God Realm.

On the 100,000-meter-tall trunk of the Liquid Metal Blood-Devouring Demon Tree, a liquid metal human face slowly emerged.

It senses movement outside the crystal wall.

Hundreds of tiny insects, not even at the extraordinary level, are poking at its house with toothpicks.

The demonic tree instinctively tried to mobilize its roots, which were embedded in the void, to crush the bone starship along with all the insects on it.

But the next second, the liquid metal face stopped moving.

The master's voice echoed deep within his core: "Try not to interfere with the fighting, reproduction, and resource allocation of those subordinates below. Just watch."

The nascent intelligence of the demon tree began to operate.

The insects outside are very weak.

The strongest one is so powerful that even the massive metal creatures bathing in the Blood Abyss Sea might not be able to defeat him.

Letting it in won't damage the foundation of the divine realm.

It can also give those idle relatives below something to do.

Logical closed loop.

The demon tree's human face yawned silently.

The outline blended back into the tree trunk, disappearing completely.

It rolled over and continued to sleep peacefully, drawing energy from the void.

……

Starry Sky University, library lounge area.

"Let me tell you, the lady serving food at the third cafeteria definitely has some kind of spatial magic. Every time she serves me meat, her hand shakes, and the meat just disappears into thin air!"

Lin Yuan sat opposite him, flipping through the "Illustrated Guide to Strange Species in the Abyss" in his hands.

He turned the page.

The title of the book caught his attention.

【Starry Sky Wanderer】

Lin Yuan's gaze sharpened slightly as he carefully read the text below.

"At the boundary between the vast starry sky and the endless abyss, a nomadic race without a fixed plane was born."

"They do not establish a divine kingdom, nor do they develop faith; they live purely by plunder and parasitism."

"This race has extremely complex branches; the following are some high-risk branches."

Lin Yuan continued reading.

Branch 1: Time Demon Clan

"Characteristics: Proficient in time rift travel, this branch is born with a void artifact, which specifically targets divine realms that are in a state of time acceleration and isolation."

"They can pinpoint the weak points of the time cocoon with precision, tear open the cracks, and infiltrate. In the years unseen by the Creator, they slaughter their kin, drain the earth's veins, and plunder the essence of the core structures. When the time acceleration ends and the Creator returns, they are often faced with a completely desolate ruin."

Branch Two: Ore-Eating Clan

"Characteristics: Absolute affinity with ley lines. Small in size and adept at void escape techniques. They are not keen on direct combat, but instead use void traversal to directly descend into the depths of the Divine Realm. They specialize in stealing high-grade minerals, abyssal source crystals, and mineral veins associated with the Divine Realm. They steal and run, making them extremely difficult to capture."

Branch Three: Astral Parasites

"Characteristics: Meteor camouflage and parasitism. They transform themselves into dormant void meteorites, allowing the void turbulence to smash them into the interior of the divine realm."

"Upon landing, the parasite awakens and quickly seeks out the core plants or buildings within the divine realm. It forcibly merges with them, absorbing the resources provided by the Creator from within, and ultimately usurps their place."

Branch Four: ...