Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

The sky was overcast, and a strong wind whipped up sand and dust from the ground.

A dark, golden shadow blocked out the light above the city.

The tyrant hovered above the central square, its blood-red eyes looking down.

Lin Yuan stood beside the altar and looked up.

With a wave of his hand, the tyrant opened a rift in the void behind him.

Splash!

A massive amount of supplies were delivered.

Star-patterned steel ore, blood-patterned grass rich in spiritual energy, and mountains of green-scaled wolf corpses...

These resources were piled up like small mountains in the square.

Lin Yuan stood on the steps, looking at the resource mountain, and nodded in satisfaction.

The tyrant's storage space and plundering efficiency.

In this Rubik's Cube world where the portal to the divine realm cannot be directly opened, it is an invaluable tool for pioneering new areas.

But soon, the story of how the supplies fell into place changed.

What slid down from the void rift was no longer ore and monster corpses.

boom! boom! boom!

One by one, vibrant lives were hurled from mid-air and crashed onto the hard bluestone slabs of the square.

The first to fall were several thousand human soldiers.

They were dressed in tattered leather armor and carrying rusty knives and spears, and were thrown around in a daze.

Secondly, there was a group of fanged, burly demons.

These demons were covered in wounds, their scales had fallen off, and they looked utterly wretched.

The supplies continued to fall, and Lin Yuan's brows furrowed even more deeply.

The things that fell afterward became increasingly outrageous.

A large number of ragged, emaciated ordinary people were among the refugees, along with some wild dogs, oxen, and several cages of poultry and birds flapping about.

In just a few minutes, the huge central square was completely filled with these living creatures.

At a rough glance, the number is in the tens of thousands.

Lin Yuan looked at the ragtag army groaning and rolling on the ground, speechless.

As a general, it's perfectly reasonable for him to bring some human soldiers with him at the start.

It's somewhat plausible that some demon warriors were mixed in.

But what about all these large numbers of displaced people, refugees, and ordinary animals that show no extraordinary behavior?

"What are you doing?" Lin Yuan looked at the tyrant in mid-air.

The tyrant lowered his head and conveyed a simple and direct message to Lin Yuan.

The creatures happened to be nearby when it was uprooted from the ground along with the mineral veins in the wild.

It intended to devour them all as nourishment, but it sensed a peculiar fluctuation of rules emanating from these creatures.

This fluctuation resonates positively with the city where Lin Yuan is currently located and with the aura of a "general" emanating from him.

The tyrant, too lazy to distinguish, simply opened a void rift and brought back all the living beings tainted by the aura of the rules.

After listening to the tyrant's report, Lin Yuan's attention returned to the square.

The chaos in the square lasted only a short while.

Tens of thousands of living creatures struggled to their feet.

They did not flee in all directions, nor did they collapse under the tyrant's terrifying oppression.

When they saw Lin Yuan standing before the altar, clad in dark red heavy armor, all the creatures reacted in unison.

Whoosh!

Several thousand human soldiers knelt on one knee, striking their breastplates heavily with their right hands.

Thousands of demon warriors lay prostrate on the ground, their hideous heads bowed.

Large numbers of ordinary people, refugees, and displaced people knelt down on both knees, their foreheads pressed against the cold bluestone slabs.

Even the stray dogs and oxen lay obediently on the ground, motionless.

"Greetings, General!"

Tens of thousands of people shouted in unison, their voices shaking the entire city.

Seeing this, Lin Yuan roughly understood.

This is a hidden recruitment mechanism that assigns the "General" identity to the Rubik's Cube Sandbox.

A general naturally needs soldiers.

With enough prestige and territory, one can subdue the surrounding armed groups, refugees, wild animals...

They will all be attracted by the rules and automatically come to surrender.

"The mechanism is not bad." Lin Yuan looked at the sallow-faced mortals and ordinary stray dogs, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"But the quality is just too poor."

These mortals and animals have not a trace of extraordinary energy within them.

In this Rubik's Cube world where gods clash and laws collide, beings that don't even qualify as Black Iron Rank don't even have the right to be cannon fodder.

Sending them out to scavenge landmines is too slow; it's a complete waste of food.

A human general kneeling at the front raised his head. His face was weathered, but his gaze was unusually firm.

"General! We have wandered in the wilderness for a long time, enduring countless hardships. To be able to see your countenance today is truly an honor beyond measure!"

The general, his voice hoarse, kowtowed heavily, "We beg the general to grant us a unit designation! We are willing to go through fire and water for the general, even unto death!"

"Please, General, bestow a name upon us!" Tens of thousands of people shouted in unison once again.

Lin Yuan tapped the hilt of his sword lightly with his fingers.

Bestowing a name?

He caught the key word.

In the laws of many higher-level planes, true names and numbers often contain the power to make words law.

Since this Rubik's Cube world has such a component, it's definitely not just a formality.

"That's interesting."

Lin Yuan stopped tapping the sword hilt, his gaze becoming deep.

He looked down at the dark mass of people below, his voice amplified by divine power.

Like rolling thunder, it reverberated throughout every corner of the square.

"Since you have chosen to submit..."

"From this day forward, you will be my blade, Lin Yuan's blade."

"Bestowed the name—[Abyss Blood]."

After he finished speaking...

The sky above the city changed color.

A beam of red light descended from the sky, directly enveloping tens of thousands of living beings in the square.

A qualitative change has begun.

Lin Yuan stood on the altar and witnessed this collective leap that could only be described as a miracle.

The rusty leather armor of thousands of human soldiers peeled off.

Red light condensed on their bodies, transforming into sets of heavy plate armor.

Their shriveled muscles swelled, and the power of their blood and qi erupted like a volcano.

The chaotic aura, yet highly unified, coalesced into a chilling killing intent.

The wounds on the bodies of the thousands of battered demon warriors healed rapidly.

The shed scales regrown, turning into black armor. The wildness and chaos in his eyes were washed away.

What is most awe-inspiring are the ordinary people and animals who have no supernatural powers.

The emaciated refugees, bathed in the beam of light, had bones that cracked and popped.

Their bodies grew taller, their muscles bulging.

Those ordinary stray dogs suddenly grew to three meters in size, and their fur turned into black manes like steel needles.

Its four paws ignited with eerie green ghostly flames, transforming into a ferocious ghostly mastiff.

The oxen's horns became sharp and curved, and bony plates grew on their backs, transforming them into war beasts capable of carrying heavily armored infantry.

Even the caged birds broke free of their restraints, their feathers transforming into sharp iron plumes, their wingspans reaching five meters, turning them into formidable reconnaissance eagles.

In just over ten seconds, tens of thousands of ragtag troops underwent a complete transformation.

Then, a series of booming sounds came from deep within the city.

Lin Yuan looked up.

Suddenly, the fog dissipated from the city that had been shrouded in mist.

One after another, buildings radiating powerful and extraordinary energy rose from the ground.

To the due east, the gates of three sprawling Blood Slaughter Infantry Battalions stood wide open, from which came deafening battle cries.

To the due south, two [Wind and Thunder Cavalry Grounds] appeared, with flashes of lightning faintly visible in the stables.

To the due west, four enormous [Beast Taming Centers] stand tall, their iron chains clanging against the stone pillars.

To the due north, the Shadow Assassin's Guild, hidden in the shadows, appears and disappears.

In addition, there are the towering [Sorcerer's Tower] and the [Healer's Temple], radiating vitality.

The heavily armed workshop, ablaze with flames, and the scout's nest, perched atop the highest point of the city wall.

There are eight different types of extraordinary buildings, and there are several of each type.

They were distributed in various parts of the city, forming a complete war system.

On the plaza, tens of thousands of "Abyssal Blood" legions, having undergone a qualitative transformation, were drawn by some invisible rule.

The heavily armored infantrymen marched in orderly steps toward the Blood Slaughter Infantry Battalion.

The demons riding war behemoths headed towards the [Wind and Thunder Cavalry Arena] and the [Beast Taming Center].

Those refugees whose forms had become ghostly then disappeared into the shadows and headed to the Shadow Assassins' Guild.

The eagle soared into the sky and landed in the scout eagle's nest.

This was a grand career transition ceremony.

Once all the soldiers entered their respective buildings, a series of data panels appeared in Lin Yuan's field of vision.

[Abyssal Blood Heavy Infantry: Gold Three Stars]

[Abyssal Blood Heavy Cavalry: Gold Five-Star]

[Abyss Blood Shadow Assassin: Silver Peak]

【Abyssal Blood Netherworld Mastiff: Silver Peak】

Looking at these data, Lin Yuan felt a surge of emotions.

He finally understood the perverse nature of the second-tier status of "general".

In this Rubik's Cube world, other students who want to build up their army must go out into the wild to fight monsters and collect resources.

Finally, upon returning to the altar in his territory, he slowly summoned his familiars due to the long cooldown period.

He does not need it.

All you need to do is send the tyrant out for a stroll and bring back the refugees and wild beasts from the wilderness.

Give it a name, throw it into a building in the city, and you can raise a fully-organized, extraordinary army.

Ordinary people and animals, who are not even as good as those of the Black Iron rank, can directly advance to the peak of the Silver rank after changing their class.

The human and demon warriors among them have even reached the Gold rank.

"The rules inside this Rubik's Cube are really simple and straightforward," Lin Yuan exclaimed in amazement.

Although these native soldiers of the silver and gold ranks were still no match for the followers of these gods.

However, in the early stages of the game, when everyone's access to the divine realm is blocked and their effective power is insufficient.

These forces are enough to ignite a prairie fire.

However, Lin Yuan was not satisfied with this.

The native army was merely a tool for expanding territory; the real decisive factor was his own wasteland remnants.

He turned and looked at the four remaining empty altars in the square.

"Since the rules allow cheating, then I'll max out the cheating."

Lin Yuan had a thought.

Mountains of star-patterned steel, blood-patterned grass, and monster corpses...

It transformed into pure energy and surged into the four altars.

Four void passages slowly took shape above the plaza.

Lin Yuan's spiritual power traversed space, locking onto the four races within the Wasteland God Realm.

"Arrival".

The divine decree was issued.

From the passageway of the first altar, one hundred dual-sequence berserkers, each over twenty meters tall, leaped out.

Lightning flashed across the second altar.

Ten thousand mutated demonic vultures surged out like a black cloud, circling above the city and blotting out the sun.

The third altar glowed with a dark red light.

Ten thousand formless source insects slid down and hovered in mid-air.

The fourth altar was ablaze with karmic fire. Ten thousand calamity fire spirits emerged from it.

Violent Demon, Demon Eagle, Source Worm, Fire Spirit.

The four races of the Wasteland God Realm have gathered here.

Add to that the tyrant, and the tens of thousands of Abyss Blood soldiers who have just completed their class change.

Lin Yuan's military strength has reached a terrifying scale.

He stood atop the high altar, looking down at the invincible army below, an army capable of flattening any city.

The wind whipped his dark red cloak.

Lin Yuan drew the blood-red greatsword from his back, its blade pointing directly at the vast wilderness outside the city.

"Listen to my command."

Lin Yuan's voice was strong and clear.

"All troops, attack!"

"Using this city as the center, we will expand outwards."

"Search for resources and occupy mines. If you encounter any cities or camps, just wipe them out."

"Encountering other cities and other deities..."

Lin Yuan paused for a moment, then said with a chilling murderous aura:

"Raze the entire city, people and all. Leave no one alive."