Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

The sword light of Sword Nine Reincarnation ultimately did not have a chance to bloom.

The turbulent void seeped in, threatening to crush the sword cultivator into a pulp.

Just as Li Xuan was falling into despair, the surrounding swarm of insects stirred.

Tens of thousands of heavy beetles and scythe-like shadow blade beetles did not retreat.

They charged headlong into the collapsing spatial rifts.

The heavy beetles in the front row leaped high and used their uranium carapaces to wedge themselves into the void rift.

The void's cutting force tore their bodies apart, scattering green bodily fluids and shattered internal organs all over the ground.

The Zerg behind them stepped over the remains of their comrades, rushing forward to fill the gap.

Tens of thousands of Zerg corpses piled up at the edge of the crack, suppressing the momentum of spatial collapse for half a second.

That half-second determined Li Xuan's fate.

A dozen or so of the largest blade insects charged in from the flanks, their segmented limbs resembling sophisticated mechanical claws.

It pierced Li Xuan's shoulders, collarbones, and thighs.

A sharp pain struck, and the last trace of spiritual power remaining in Li Xuan's body was forcibly severed.

The sword light faded, and fragments of the Azure Nether Sword fell onto the dark purple wasteland.

The blade insects exerted their strength simultaneously, pulling backward violently.

Li Xuan's battered body was dragged back from the edge of the void and slammed heavily onto the hard rock.

He didn't even have the strength to struggle anymore.

His meridians were completely destroyed, his golden elixir was shattered, and his left arm was broken.

A wave of weakness washed over him, Li Xuan's eyes rolled back, and he fell into a deep coma.

Upon seeing this, the Zerg army quickly divided up their tasks.

Thousands of heavy beetles stacked one on top of another, pressing Li Xuan's body to the bottom, forming a physical cage.

Another group of worker insects dispersed and quickly searched through the ruins of the explosion.

On the scorched earth, which had melted into a glassy surface, a worker insect's antennae probed into the charred soil and unearthed a polyhedral crystal.

Mechanical core.

The worker insect used its mouthparts to grasp the crystal, then turned and crawled towards the rear of the army.

Mid-air at the edge of the battlefield.

Forty thousand Dominator Insects, their bodies clad in interwoven silver and black exoskeletons, floated in mid-air.

Their narrow, compound eyes showed no emotion, only computing power at work.

The worker insect presented the mechanical core, while on the other side, Li Xuan's body, which had been heavily suppressed, was also exposed to the view of the overlord insect.

A vast network of mental connections.

Forty thousand Overlord Insects began to deconstruct the data of these two spoils of war.

The spiritual tendrils swept across Li Xuan's body.

"Abnormal bone density, unknown energy circulation loops, and no residual abyssal radiation detected."

The spiritual tendrils turned toward the mechanical core.

"A high-density inorganic creation containing a compressed energy matrix. No signs of life. No living metallic properties detected."

The Overlord Insects were briefly confused.

They were born in the realm of the gods and underwent countless genetic selections.

Their database is filled with information on the wing structure of the devil eagle and the bite force parameters of the bony fish.

The karmic fire temperature of the Fire Spirit, and the gravity and shadow laws of the Violent Demon.

These two things were completely beyond their comprehension.

The smell is off. The ingredients are wrong.

It doesn't even have the most basic imprint of the laws of the divine realm.

The dominant insects felt a primal fear.

This fear did not stem from the strength of the two remains, but mainly from the unknown.

The whole world is God's creation.

The will of the divine authority pervades the heavens; it is neither defiant nor cryptic.

The sudden appearance of these two anomalies is highly likely a new variable introduced by the divine master.

Or it could be some kind of secret experiment being conducted by the divine authority.

If the Zerg were to disintegrate and devour it without authorization, thus disrupting the God's plan, they would inevitably face annihilation.

Within the spiritual network, the forty thousand Overlord Insects quickly reached a consensus.

If the processing authority is exceeded, it must be reported.

The only entity in the Wasteland God Realm that can represent the highest will and possess the power of judgment is the demonic tree that spans the heavens and earth in the central basin.

After making the decision, the Overlord Bug issued new instructions.

Ahead, the cannon fodder formation, which had lost a third of its members in the nuclear explosion and battle, is regrouping.

The remaining hundreds of thousands of insects did not stop for a moment. They adjusted their formation and continued their journey to the scorched earth of the far north volcano.

The act of sending people to their deaths must not be stopped.

The progress of gene screening must not be interrupted by any unforeseen events.

After arranging the front lines, 40,000 Overlord Insects personally escorted Li Xuan's body and mechanical core.

They changed direction and flew at full speed towards the base of the New World.

Crossing a million kilometers of wilderness.

The landscape of the New World has long been rewritten by the Zerg.

As far as the eye could see, thousands of cone-shaped insect nests were scattered across the dark purple plain.

In the sky, countless plasma worms patrolled like dark clouds, blocking air superiority over this area.

The insect swarmed, and the worker insects tirelessly carried ore and the remains of their prey.

The Overlord army descended into the deepest part of the swarm's center.

Here, there are no dense insect nests, only a vast circular open space.

In the very center of the open space, a colossal, awe-inspiring plant grows.

This is a blood-red giant tree that is thousands of meters tall.

Its size contrasts sharply with the surrounding red saplings that are only about three meters tall on average.

The thick tree trunk is covered with dark red veins, from which flows a high concentration of bioenergy.

Hanging from the branches are bulging fleshy growths, which pulsate rhythmically and exude an alluring aura of high-level resources.

This is the masterpiece that the entire Zerg race spent a century creating, pouring their hearts and souls into it.

Before the Insect King went into slumber, its highest command was "maintain third place and strive for second."

The Overlord Insects have simulated countless battle scenarios, but the conclusions they have reached are always despairing.

The Demon Clan occupies the central basin and exclusively enjoys the resource feedback from the 100,000-meter-tall Demon Tree.

As long as the Demon Tree remains in the hands of the Tyrant, the Zerg will never be able to overcome the class barrier.

If you can't get the Central Magic Tree, then build one yourself!

For centuries, the Zerg have consumed 60% of the New World's prey remains and high-grade ores.

All of it was piled up at the base of this otherwise ordinary little red tree.

In order to accelerate its growth, tens of millions of low-level Zerg even deliberately severed their life force and turned into fertilizer.

They poured their own flesh and soul into the soil without reservation.

Quantitative change eventually led to qualitative change.

This subtree has mutated.

Not only did it grow to several thousand meters in size and replicate a low-spec version of the Central Magic Tree's abilities, but it also developed a completely new function.

[Anchor of Consciousness]

As long as enough blood and flesh are paid.

The roots of the saplings can briefly resonate with the main body of the central demon tree, projecting it here.

Forty thousand Dominator Insects hovered beneath the Crimson Subtree.

They placed the unconscious Li Xuan and the mechanical core on an altar at the intersection of tree roots.

All around, tens of thousands of guardian insects were arrayed, sealing off every inch of space within a radius of a hundred miles.

The awakening ritual begins.

The mental ripples of the Overlord Insect spread.

Hundreds of thousands of enormous worker insects crawled out from all directions, dragging mountains of high-level flesh and blood remains.

Among these remains were the torso of a platinum-tier bone fish, the head of a demon eagle, and the three heads of a bone-blade bat...

A massive amount of flesh and blood piled up at the roots of the sapling.

The blood-red sapling has come back to life.

Dark red roots broke through the soil and pierced into the pile of flesh and blood.

The absorption has begun.

Visibly, the high-level flesh and blood quickly withered and weathered, eventually turning into a pile of grayish-white powder.

An immeasurable amount of pure biological energy flows along the root system of the sapling.

It pierced through the ley lines of the wasteland, traversed endless distances, and teleported directly towards the central basin.

at the same time.

The Central Basin, the center of the Blood Abyss Sea.

The 100,000-meter-tall Liquid Gold Blood-Devouring Demon Tree trembled slightly.

The newly awakened intelligence of the demon tree was idly manipulating its root system, drawing energy from the turbulent void.

Although the energy of the void is vast, it is too complex, containing spatial fragments and temporal turbulence.

It is extremely difficult to eat, requiring a lot of effort to filter and digest.

At first, the magic tree thought it tasted pretty good, but after a while it realized that it had never eaten anything good before.

At this time.

Smooth, pure blood and flesh energy suddenly surged into its core from the depths of the earth.

This energy is pure and free of impurities, and it also carries the unique genetic essence of the Zerg, refined through countless trials.

so comfy.

It's like being used to eating rough tree bark and then suddenly being stuffed with a huge mouthful of top-quality Wagyu beef.

The demon tree instantly regained a third of its consciousness.

It stopped drawing energy from the void and projected a wisp of its main consciousness into it.

The New World, the Zerg stronghold.

On the surface of the trunk of the Blood-Red Tree, the dark red bark splits open to both sides.

Liquid metal seeps out from it, rapidly intertwining and wriggling.

In just a few seconds.

The outline of a faceless human face condenses and takes shape on the surface of the tree trunk.

With the appearance of this face, the oppressive aura of an epic, top-tier building descended upon the entire world.

The surrounding air was expelled, and gravity became disordered at that moment.

Forty thousand Overlord Insects simultaneously lowered their bodies and lay prone on the ground.

The mental frequencies of the Overlord Insects reached perfect unity at this moment.

Forty thousand brains converged into one, and the sound of prayer was transmitted into the depths of the Demon Tree's consciousness.

It possesses the chilling quality characteristic of the Zerg, yet also reveals a fanatical religious aura.

"The agent of the supreme will."

"Guardians of God's glory".

"The swarm offers you its flesh and blood as a nourishing rain. On the edge of the wasteland, we have captured an unknown heretic."

"Its body does not conform to the laws of the divine lord, and its creations do not contain the aura of the divine realm."

"The swarm is foolish and dares not meddle in the God's game. We humbly beseech the Agent to descend with His divine eye and decide the fate of the heretics."