Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Danger lurks everywhere in the divine realm.

Blood and flesh piled up like mountains, and every inch of land was a stage for the struggle between life and death.

Hundreds of millions of lives are fighting fiercely in the infighting, and even the once invincible Demon Clan is feeling real pressure from its peripheral members.

The only exception is the far north.

The environment here is extremely harsh, with dark, scorching fires clinging to the parched earth, burning year after year.

Dozens of platinum-tier Calamity Fire Spirits, each tens of meters tall, had most of their bodies submerged in the lava lake.

The bony halos behind them rotate slowly, absorbing the surging energy of the earth's veins deep underground.

A slightly smaller fire spirit emerged from the bottom of the lava, swung its arm made of flames, and punched its companion on the head.

The fire spirit that was hit retaliated by pulling out its karmic fire whip, and the two rolled and wrestled in the lava lake, creating towering waves of fire.

Exhausted from fighting, they lay down again, letting the lava flow over their chests.

This is the daily life of the Fire Spirit Clan.

They have no interest in expanding their territory and scoff at the idea of ​​hegemony.

The environment of the far north is so extreme that other races cannot venture there.

They only need to stay in the volcano, bathe, sleep, and spar with each other, and their strength will naturally increase over time.

"Roar." A Platinum-level Fire Spirit lay on the edge of the crater, gazing towards the distant New World.

It was hungry.

To be precise, it misses that kind of pure fuel.

A hundred years ago, that swarm of black beetles went berserk and charged into the far north to their deaths.

The flesh and blood inside the insects were ignited by karmic fire, transforming into top-level energy that was fed back to them.

During that period, the Fire Spirit race experienced a breeding frenzy, with hundreds of newborn Fire Spirits breaking through the magma every day.

But in the past hundred years, the insects have never come again.

Without this batch of takeout fuel, Fire Spirit's production speed has been reduced to its original state.

A full century has passed, and fewer than 50,000 new fire spirits have been born deep within the magma.

The total number of the entire ethnic group barely stays at just over 80,000.

Although all of them are Platinum rank or above, their combat power is terrifying.

However, the stagnation in numbers left the Fire Spirits, who had experienced the thrill of mass troop production, feeling a sense of emptiness.

They even considered taking the initiative to go to the New World, catch some insects, and burn them.

But their inherent arrogance and laziness make them disdainful of leaving the far north to actively hunt in the dirty wilderness.

At the same time, in the deepest part of the New World.

The main nest of the insect.

The colossal, mountain-like queen is undergoing a long and painful metamorphosis.

Over the past 120 years, worker insects have dragged the carcasses of Sky Vultures and Ocean Bonefish into their main nest.

The insect queen devours the flesh and blood of these mutated creatures, dismantling their genetic fragments.

The Void Wings of the Demon Eagle, the Extremely Heavy Water of the Bone Fish, the Resonant Venom Sac of the Bat, the Mimic ability...

Countless complex and conflicting characteristics are reorganized within the insect mother's body.

The ovipositor of the female insect exhibits high-frequency peristalsis.

It is taking a huge gamble, a genetic reshaping that abandons the traditional essence of the Zerg.

"Pfft!"

The dark purple ovipositor contracted, and a pure white insect egg rolled down to the insect king's feet.

The insect king lowered its head, and its majestic tentacles extended out to touch the surface of the insect eggs.

It lacks a hard, black crystal carapace and sharp, bony forelimbs.

They couldn't even feel the Zerg's standard [Void Shock] and [Painful Link].

Inside this insect egg was only a mass of pure, soft white liquid.

Click.

The insect eggs ruptured.

A pure white larva, less than half a meter long, crawled out.

Its entire body was smooth, and its aura was so weak that it was not even as weak as a Black Iron rank.

But an astonishing light suddenly erupted from the Insect King's unchanging compound eyes.

This larva was named by the Insect King: [The Formless Robber Insect]

It abandons all defense and all means of attack.

In exchange, they gained a unique and incredible feature: [Adaptability to All Things].

This is a gene container with no theoretical upper limit.

The Formless Calamity Insect is a blank sheet of paper from birth.

When it grows to the Silver rank, it can survive the baptism of a foreign power.

Its genes will then permanently adapt to this force and solidify it into its own instinct.

For example, if it adapts to the karmic fire of the fire spirit, it can transform into a karmic fire worm and control the karmic fire.

When it breaks through to the Gold tier, its life level leaps, and it can begin its second adaptation.

Integrate a completely different power into your body, perfectly superimposing it with the first power.

The higher the realm, the more racial heritage it can accommodate.

In theory, as long as their life level is high enough, they can contain all the laws and powers within the divine realm.

The 40,000 Zerg Overminds received the news of the birth of the [Formless Calamity] through the mental network, and the entire Zerg swarm went into a frenzy.

The deadlock can finally be broken.

The war between the Zerg and the air-sea races has become mired in a quagmire.

The two sides fought for a full hundred years.

You copied my void oscillation, I'll learn from your high-pressure heavy water.

Everyone knew each other's cards perfectly well.

You release venom, I grow anti-venom glands. You release infrasound, I evolve a soul barrier.

Both sides developed strong resistance to each other's attacks.

On the battlefield now, millions of insects collide with millions of vultures.

After three days and three nights of fighting, the number of dead and injured was less than one-tenth of what it used to be.

It didn't hurt or itch at all.

To break this deadlock, a completely new and destructive force must be introduced.

The war became a meaningless drain.

The Zerg need a higher-dimensional power to crush both the air and sea races.

The fire spirits of the far north are the best target.

The massive suicide operation a century ago, involving millions of lives, failed to extract fire-resistant genes.

Because the power of the fire spirit was too domineering, it directly annihilated the insect at the soul level, leaving it no complete corpse.

But now, with this absolutely blank "sheet of paper," anything is possible.

Upon receiving the command, the queen insect burst forth with vibrant life force.

It stopped hatching conventional units such as Bladebugs and Heavy Beetles, and poured all its resources into the new branch.

The reproduction ratio is nine to one.

The entire underground network of the New World was filled with pure white insect eggs.

With ample blood and flesh resources to feed them, the growth rate of the morphomorphic insects is extremely fast.

In just a few years, the first batch of larvae numbered five million.

Successfully crossed the Iron and Bronze ranks and entered the Silver tier.

They grew to three meters in length, yet remained pure white, soft, and boneless.

The dominant insect issued a command to drive it away.

The underground passage is wide open.

Millions of high-level Silver-rank Formless Calamity Insects, swept up by tens of millions of Soldier Insects, surged out of the ground.

Crossing the wasteland, fording the River Styx.

Ignoring the sea and air creatures along the way, the insect swarm headed straight for the scorched earth shrouded in poisonous smoke.

The edge of the far north.

Several fire spirits that had been dozing opened their eyes. They felt the earth tremble.

Turn your head and look south.

A white sea of ​​insects stretched across the horizon, seemingly without end.

The fire spirits were stunned.

Then, the bone halo burst forth with dazzling light.

ecstasy.

Fuel! Massive amounts of fuel!

They didn't know why the insects had turned white, nor did they care why they weren't emitting any energy fluctuations.

In their eyes, anything that is an insect and can be burned is a good thing.

"burn!"

A platinum-tier fire spirit let out a roar.

The far north is ablaze.

Hundreds of fire spirits burst out of the crater and strode into the edge of the scorched earth.

They raised their arms, and dark blue karmic fire condensed in their palms, transforming into long, fiery whips.

"Snapped!"

The long whip was lashed out.

The swarm of swarming insects plunged headlong into the scorched earth of the far north.

The long whip of karmic fire swept across.

The tens of thousands of formless source insects at the forefront were instantly engulfed by the dark blue flames.

Flesh and blood were set ablaze, and the soul was consumed by fire.

Tens of thousands of formless calamity insects didn't even have time to struggle before turning into ashes scattered across the sky.

The pure essence of life flowed into the fire spirit's body along with the karmic fire.

"That feels so good!"

The fire spirits let out joyful cries.

They wielded their long whips, turning wave after wave of pale insects into ashes.

On the first day, all one million phaseless source insects were wiped out.

The next day, the Zerg main hive once again dispatched two million Hypostasis Zerglings to continue the assault.

Total annihilation.

The third day, the fourth day.

The fire spirits were so engrossed in absorbing fuel that they were almost drunk.

The karmic fire on their bodies surged, and their aura rose steadily.

Several fire spirits that were stuck at the high-level Platinum rank used this enormous energy to break through directly to the peak of Platinum, and at one point even reached the half-step Diamond rank.

They felt that these white insects were the most perfect gift bestowed upon them by the Creator.

The massacre continued into the fifth day.

On the scorched earth of the far north, a thick layer of white ashes lay.

A fire spirit swung its long whip, lashing out at a swarm of formless tribulation insects in front of it.

Flames exploded, engulfing the swarm of insects.

Fire Spirit closed its eyes, preparing to receive the nourishment from its source.

One second passed, then two seconds passed.

No source flowed in.

Fire Spirit opened its eyes and looked at the sea of ​​fire in front of it.

Within the dark blue karmic fire, there was a slightly larger formless calamity insect that did not turn into ashes.

It lay on the ground, its pure white carapace covered in cracks.

The karmic fire seeped into its body through the cracks, destroying its flesh and blood.

Its segments were burned off, and its mouthparts were melted.

But it didn't die.

Its "adaptation to all things" gene was forcibly activated to its limit under the burning of karmic fire.

Pale flesh and blood frantically alternate between carbonization and regeneration.

Each rebirth imbues the new cells with a trace of karmic fire.

"Click click click..."

The broken carapace of the phaseless source insect began to fall off.

Instead, a new layer of dark red armor was installed.

Patterns resembling the Fire Spirit Bone Aura appeared on the surface of the armor. Two crater-like organs grew from the raised back.

"call--"

Dark blue sparks shot out from it.

It stood up.

The aura of the initial stage of the Gold Realm erupted, and it was no longer a pale blank sheet of paper.

It absorbed the characteristics of karmic fire, thus completing a leap in its level of life.

【Infernal Fire Source Insect】.

Fire Spirit was stunned.

It looked at the dark red insect bathing in the karmic fire, a hint of surprise flashing in its empty eye sockets.

Before Fire Spirit could react.

The Fire-Source Insect opened its brand-new mouthparts and inhaled forcefully.

The surrounding raging flames were forcibly swallowed by it, turning into energy to nourish itself.

The karmic fire of the Fire Spirit had no effect on it.

Not only that.

The antennae on the head of this Fiery Source Insect glowed faintly.

It transforms its genetic map of successfully adapting to the karmic fire into a spiritual signal.

It pierced through the void and traveled back to the Zerg Queen deep underground.

Inside the insect den.

Upon receiving the signal, the queen mother let out a high-pitched cry.

Its ovipositor trembles, and it begins to adjust the underlying structure of the next batch of phaseless protozoa based on this genetic map.

The far north.

Fire Spirit crushed the newly evolved Karmic Fire Source Worm with one stomp.

Even if a Gold-tier insect adapts to the karmic fire, it is still no match for the power of a Platinum-tier fire spirit.

Fire Spirit didn't take this little incident to heart.

He continued to wield the whip, slaughtering the swarms of pale insects that followed.

Day .

The fire spirits realized something was wrong.

The long whip lashed down.

The Formless Calamity Insect that survived the sea of ​​fire was no longer a single one.

Instead, there were ten, or a hundred.

They tumble, molt, and are reborn in the flames of karma.

Its pale carapace turned dark red, and blackish-blue sparks spewed from its joints.

Seventh day.

Survival rates rose sharply.

One hundred thousand formless source insects rushed into the scorched earth, and thousands of them successfully survived the burning and evolved into karmic fire source insects.

Eighth day.

Millions of [Formless Calamity Insects] rushed into the far north.

The fire spirits brandished their long whips.

The flames exploded.

The sea of ​​insects was not vaporized.

Thousands of insects bathed in the flames.

They opened their mouthparts and devoured the surrounding karmic fire.

Evolution is in progress.

Hundreds of thousands of [Infernal Fire Insects] lined up on the scorched earth of the far north.

The craters on their backs erupted simultaneously, sending a continuous stream of dark blue sparks that ignited the sky over the far north.

The fire spirits' hands, which were holding long whips, froze in mid-air.

For the first time, an emotion called "horror" welled up in their empty eye sockets.

The fuel came to life.

And they are stealing their authority.