Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

On the edge of the old divine realm, a tributary of the River Styx.

The river was swift, and the stagnant, black water was churning.

A primordial liquid gold crab king, over twenty meters in size, lay in the mud, its massive pincers waving as it tore at a passing low-level water beast.

The water surface broke open.

Dozens of mutated liquid gold crabs, each only about seven meters long, dived to the bottom of the water.

The original crab king sensed that its territory had been invaded and released its oppressive aura.

It swung its giant pincers, powerful enough to crush mountains, creating terrifying water pressure as it smashed towards the foremost mutated crab.

The mutated crab did not try to escape.

A glint of grayish-white light flashed in its compound eyes.

The dark gold liquid on the body surface boiled and converged towards the right forelimb.

In a mere half-second, the crab claw underwent a transformation, turning into a monstrous fist covered in dark gold armor.

boom!

The seven-meter-long mutated crab threw a punch that was completely disproportionate to its size, directly meeting the giant pincers of the original crab king.

A white vacuum cavity exploded at the bottom of the water.

The original crab king's giant claws shattered inch by inch, and bone fragments mixed with dark green blood gushed out.

The mutated crab seized the opportunity to lunge forward, unleashing a series of dark gold punches that smashed through the cephalothorax of the original crab king.

The battle ended in three seconds.

The surrounding primordial liquid gold crabs trembled and lay down on the mud in submission.

These dozens of mutated crabs ceased their slaughter. They stood side by side, their mental energy resonating with each other.

Having endured fifty years of life-and-death torment in the Demon Fighting Cage, they had long since transcended the realm of lowly beasts.

Those days when they were treated like toys and manipulated at will bound the will of these mutated creatures together.

They share common memories, common pain, and common determination.

There will never be infighting among members of the same clan.

The same scene unfolded on the cliffs, in the wastelands, and high in the sky of the New World.

Tens of thousands of mutated demonic vultures stormed into the nest of the original demonic vultures.

With their wings spread, the mutated vultures showed no mercy in the face of their primitive leader's provocation.

They directly employed the combined attack tactics they learned from the tyrant.

Cutting, pulling, diving.

The original leader was instantly dismembered.

The 100,000-strong mutated army returned to their respective territories and, with overwhelming force, completely wiped out the previously loose and disorganized tribes.

The sky and the sea have welcomed a new king.

Under the rule of the mutated leader, the senseless killings by both the sea and air races have been greatly reduced.

Every attack, every hunt, has a clear tactical objective.

They began to divide up territories, hoard resources, and reproduce and evolve.

The Insect King, far underground, witnessed everything.

Not only did it not stop it, it also secretly mobilized some resources.

They drove the lower-level Zerg to serve as food for the air and sea races, deliberately accelerating their reproduction and evolution.

time flies.

Ten years, twenty years, fifty years.

The descendants of these mutated creatures completely dominated the sky and the sea.

They are no longer confined to one city or one place.

The mutated demonic vulture crossed the River Styx, while the mutated bone fish swam towards the deep sea.

They roam freely and reproduce.

The Time Demon race's talent for "mimicry" gradually solidified into the instinct of these creatures—"imitation"—under the assimilation of the laws of the divine realm.

A mutated bat encounters a Zerg-type [Plasma Bug].

The plasma ball shattered half of the bat's wing.

Bats' genes are activated during their fall.

Its tail bones were forcibly twisted, growing a resonant sac similar to that of an electroworm.

The next second, the bat opened its mouth.

It spat out a plasma ball that was slightly weaker but had the exact same properties, blasting the plasma worm into pieces.

The more times you imitate, the more this temporarily borrowed ability becomes.

They will be forcibly imprinted into the genes and replicated as part of their own system.

The entire divine realm was engulfed in a frenzied wave of "ability theft".

Marine creatures replicate the flight and gliding of sky creatures, while sky creatures replicate the water pressure resistance of marine creatures.

They copied each other's strategies during the battle, and finally collectively went to steal the Zerg's trump cards.

An even more terrifying qualitative change occurred in the three diamond-tier entries that Lin Yuan had given them in his early years.

【Heaviest Water】, 【Soul Infrasound】, 【Gravity Recombination】.

These three domineering abilities originally existed only within the elites of each race.

Due to class stratification and limitations on reproduction, it has never been able to spread on a large scale.

But now it's different.

The integration of different genes, coupled with the catalysis of the reproduction card, broke down the barriers.

Mutant creatures with mimicry abilities encounter primitive elites with vocabulary entries.

Even if you're beaten half to death, as long as you survive, you can forcibly replicate a portion of the power of the entry.

This beneficial ability is inherited in offspring.

Approaching a hundred-year mark.

These three diamond-tier attributes have become widespread among both the sea and air races.

An ordinary mutated bone fish can emit infrasound waves that shake the soul when it opens its mouth.

An ordinary magic eagle, after being severely injured and landing, can absorb the surrounding earth and rock elements, initiate gravity reorganization, and regenerate its severed limbs.

Those first mutated elites who survived the Demon Arena had evolved to an appalling degree.

They have been subjected to brutal beatings by the tyrannical demons year after year, and their very bones are etched with the fighting instincts of the tyrannical demon race.

In the sky, the supreme commander of the demonic vultures.

Its back was not only covered with dark gold feathers, but it also grew an extra pair of void wings belonging to the Shadow Demon.

With a flap of its wings, it vanished into the shadows.

In the ocean, the most powerful liquid gold crab king is covered with a thick layer of Titanic liquid.

They learned the demon's special skill: rapidly liquefying the metallic liquid on their bodies.

Reshape weapons into long spears, greatswords, heavy shields, and more.

All species in the entire divine realm bear the characteristic of dark gold liquid to varying degrees.

This is the ultimate assimilation belonging to the wasteland law.

Deep underground, in an insect nest.

The Insect King lay on the throne beside his mother and slowly opened his compound eyes.

It just took a few naps to sort through the gene sequences newly extracted by its mother.

A hundred years have passed just like that.

The Insect King stood up, and the king's whiskers on its head glowed with a dark purple light.

Its spiritual power burst forth from the earth, sweeping across the entire New World and the River Styx.

The feedback caused a noticeable surprise to flash in the Insect King's icy eyes, which had remained unchanged for billions of years.

changed.

The outside world has completely changed.

The sky was shrouded in a layer of dark golden clouds, which was a combined array of tens of millions of mutated vultures and bats.

The ocean was divided into strict defensive lines, with mutated bone fish and liquid gold crabs building underwater fortresses according to their population size.

In the distance, it is clear that the sky rules the sky and the ocean rules the ocean.

What alarmed the Insect King the most was that, deep within those sea and air arrays, more than a dozen extremely powerful auras suddenly rose up.

Diamond grade.

Under the Zerg's deliberate free-range breeding, tidal breeding catalysis, and endless replication and evolution,

The sea and air races actually managed to produce more than a dozen top-tier diamond-level predators!

It should be noted that even among the Zerg, who have devoured countless resources, only the Zerg King himself is currently stable at the Diamond rank.

The Insect King remained silent for a moment.

It was uncertain whether these newly minted diamond-tier monsters possessed the power of heaven and earth.

But the Insect King was not afraid; the astonishment deep within its compound eyes transformed into endless greed.

The crops are ripe.

The pig, raised for a hundred years, has finally grown to its fattest state.

These sea and air creatures possess replicating genes, fusion abilities, and demonic traits.

It is the perfect piece of the puzzle for the next evolution of the Zerg.

The Insect King raised its head and let out a piercing shriek that seemed to penetrate the earth's crust.

hiss--!

The instruction has been issued.

The Zerg army, dormant for a century, has officially begun its campaign.

Eighty million Zerg soldiers poured out from thousands of underground exits.

A black swarm of insects blanketed the wasteland and blotted out the sky.

The arrival of the Zerg brought an end to the brief peace in this divine realm.

They wage war and plunder everywhere.

There is only one goal: to kill, devour, and plunder genes.

The Zerg have no fear, no dread of death.

With the blessing of [Painful Connection], they are tireless.

In the past, an insect swarm of this size would have been enough to tear both the sea and air races to shreds within a single day.

But this time, the Insect King miscalculated.

On the edge of the New World, there is a huge canyon.

Three million [Mad Scythe Shadow Blade Insects] transformed into a black torrent, rushing straight towards the flock of demonic vultures circling above the canyon.

Unlike a century ago, the flock of vultures did not panic and scatter.

Accompanied by a high-pitched cry of an eagle.

In the sky, millions of mutated demonic vultures changed formation.

Following the tactics they devised in the Demon Arena, they divided their people into layers upon layers, stacking them together.

At the very bottom are the massive, heavily armored Demon Eagles.

They folded their wings, and the fluid on their bodies gathered in front of their chests, transforming into huge metal shields.

The second level is the Demon Eagle, which controls [Soul Infrasound].

They opened their beaks, and high-frequency sound waves were poised to be unleashed.

At the very top is an assassin-type magic eagle with void wings, ready to enter the battlefield at any time.

It fits perfectly and is flawless.

Deng!

The torrent of Blade Insects crashed into the shield array of the Demon Eagle.

Metal rubs together, sparks fly.

The shield formation did not retreat an inch.

The next second, the second layer of demonic eagles unleashed their power simultaneously.

The invisible infrasound of the soul swept out like a tsunami.

The hundreds of thousands of blade insects at the forefront moved stiffly.

Infrasound waves penetrated their physical defenses directly, shattering their very essence.

[Painful Link] operates frantically, attempting to distribute this soul damage.

However, infrasound has a very high frequency and causes too much damage.

Before the swarm behind could even share the burden, the bladed insects in the front row were already falling from mid-air in swarms.

The explosion of the void glands within his body further solidified the defenses of the sky.

The battle was equally fierce in the River Styx region.

The [Nether Uranium Heavy Beetle] attempted to force its way across the River Styx.

Beneath the surface, mutated bone fish and liquid gold crabs form a dense underwater killing formation.

As soon as the heavy beetle fell into the water, countless high-pressure water jets formed from extremely heavy water slashed from all directions.

The black crystal shell of the heavy beetle was covered with cracks after being continuously cut by a high-pressure water jet.

Immediately afterwards, the liquid gold crabs brandished their dark gold spears.

It pierced into the body of the beetle along the crack, pulverizing its internal organs.

Every advance the Zerg take comes at the cost of thousands upon thousands of corpses.

Blood stained the wasteland red and the River Styx black.

This battle, involving hundreds of millions of players, altered the normal ecosystem of the Divine Realm.

The casualty figures for all species are a hundred times greater than they were a century ago.

Millions of lives are lost every day.

But the surviving individuals, in the extreme life-or-death struggle, frantically devour the flesh and blood of their enemies, replicating their abilities.

A blade insect that survived the infrasound baptism grew resonant bone horns on its head.

A heavy beetle that has withstood a high-pressure water jet has its carapace displaying azure patterns based on the laws of water.

This is a war with no winners, only evolution.

The surge in casualties has resulted in an exponential increase in the frequency of law triggering.

Hundreds of times, thousands of times!

Life and death, decay and prosperity, destruction and rebirth.

Countless fragments of the laws were stripped away and purified in the battle of hundreds of millions of living beings.