Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Lin Yuan pulled the blood-red greatsword from the chest of the last Central Plains deity.

The body fell, smashing the dried-up riverbed below.

The high-risk students in Class 3 of the Central Plains region have been eliminated.

Lin Yuan wiped the blood off his sword, frowned slightly, and turned to look north.

Thousands of miles away, a thick aura of death mingled with the howling wind.

Its aura was cold and decaying, imbued with the power of frost, and its scale was average.

The Blood Army below rioted.

Under the control of the insect king's mental network, the 600,000-strong army turned their guns in perfect unison.

The Blood Slaughter Infantry raised their heavy shields, while the Wind and Thunder Cavalry leveled their long spears, their killing intent soaring into the sky.

"roar!"

The tyrant beneath Lin Yuan roared in fury.

Its 500-meter-tall body leaned forward, and its dark red blood energy transformed into tangible smoke.

Sensing the enemy, the beast's inherent ferocity was unleashed; its thick hind leg muscles bulged, poised to charge.

They crushed those stinking skeletons into powder.

Lin Yuan raised his hand and slapped the tyrant on the head.

"Quiet down, we're on the same side."

The tyrant's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light, and he snorted in grievance, halting his charge.

Lin Yuan sheathed his greatsword, his gaze piercing through the clouds.

He recognized the owner of that aura.

White nights.

On the gray horizon, a pale sea of ​​bones rolled in.

Leading the pack was an ancient frost dragon over ten meters long.

On Gu Long's back, Bai Ye, wearing a stylish black coat, excitedly waved his arms from a distance.

"Brother Lin Yuan! I'm here to help you!"

The sound, amplified by divine power, resounded throughout the entire battlefield.

The ancient dragon landed a kilometer away from the Blood Abyss army.

Bai Ye leaped off the dragon's back, but his steps faltered as he landed.

Bai Ye's eyes widened, and she gasped.

He had previously gained a general understanding of Lin Yuan's army through the memories of the bone dragon.

But memories are ultimately just images, far less impactful than seeing something with your own eyes.

Bai Ye saw the Blood Slaughter Infantry at the forefront.

These heavily armored soldiers formed a tight square formation, their qi and blood merging into a single mass, condensing into a dark red, murderous phantom above their heads.

The Wind and Thunder Cavalrymen sat astride the backs of war beasts, lightning leaping at the tips of their spears.

"This is fucking weird," Bai Ye thought to himself, secretly alarmed.

He saw right through these native soldiers.

There was no trace of divine origin; it was filled with native refugees and wild beasts from the Magic Cube world.

It must have been Lin Yuan who used his "General" status and authority to bring them under his command.

But that wasn't the most shocking thing for Bai Ye.

His gaze passed over the native army and landed on the monsters that exuded the aura of divine origin.

In mid-air, tens of thousands of Calamity Fire Spirits hovered. They had annihilation halos on their backs and their bodies were engulfed in dark blue karmic flames.

Bai Ye could sense that the flames specifically suppressed the soul.

If any of the undead under his command were to be touched by even the slightest bit of this, their souls would be burned to nothingness.

Looking further up, a six-winged insect hangs high in the sky.

The Insect King's compound eyes were cold and ruthless, and a mental network centered on it perfectly connected the army below.

He commanded hundreds of thousands of troops with ease.

It's hard to imagine that such mental strength belongs to just a diamond-level creature.

Finally, Bai Ye's gaze fell on the enormous creature beneath Lin Yuan.

tyrant.

Its towering 500-meter-high body resembles a living mountain rising from the ground.

It stood there, and its mere breath caused the surrounding space to ripple.

Diamond tier peak.

Bai Ye's eyes twitched wildly.

His own Frost Ancient Dragon is Diamond tier, but he'd bet on it.

If a real fight breaks out, this tyrant could smash his ancient dragon into dust with a single punch, beating him like a child.

"What kind of monsters have you been raising..." Bai Ye thought to himself, cursing wildly.

Lin Yuan stood on the high ground looking at Bai Ye and asked:

"Why don't you stay in your corner and gather intelligence for me? What are you doing here causing trouble?"

Lin Yuan was not surprised by Bai Ye's arrival, but he remained cautious.

Bai Ye, that cunning old bastard, is notorious for not getting up early for nothing; he always just wants to stay in the background, watch the show, and reap the benefits.

They've come all this way; they definitely don't have good intentions.

Bai Ye was completely unconcerned about Lin Yuan's indifference.

He rubbed his hands together, his face beaming with a warm smile, and jogged over.

The Blood Army automatically opened a passage.

Despite the menacing stares of the soldiers on either side, Bai Ye steeled himself and walked to Lin Yuan's side.

He reached out and put his arm around Lin Yuan's shoulder as if they were old friends, making them look like long-lost brothers.

"Look at what you're saying, Brother Lin Yuan." Bai Ye patted Lin Yuan's shoulder forcefully, looking righteous and awe-inspiring.

"I'm just worried that you'll be overwhelmed by your plans to conquer the world."

"Although my strength is weak, I, Bai Ye, am still a lord."

"Having these tens of thousands of undead brothers under your command assist you, scout ahead, or serve as cannon fodder would be excellent."

"We are half-brothers, sworn brothers by blood."

"You're fighting bloody battles here, how can I enjoy peace in the far north? Would I even be human?!"

Bai Ye spoke with great enthusiasm and passion, his words flowing freely.

Lin Yuan glanced at him and chuckled.

Lin Yuan didn't believe a single punctuation mark in this nonsense.

That old cunning bastard probably saw me killing so fiercely here, slaughtering all the natives and classmates from the Central Plains.

As a necromancer deity, corpses and remains of flesh and blood are his greatest resources.

They want to follow behind me, picking up ready-made corpses and turning them into undead.

Under the guise of helping others, they were actually making a fortune off the dead.

However, Lin Yuan didn't care about this guy.

He has already cleared out the Central Plains region; the remaining tough nuts to crack are in other areas.

Bai Ye may talk a lot of nonsense, but his strength speaks for itself.

With his undead army as cannon fodder, the casualties of the Blood Abyss army can be reduced.

Free labor is free, so why not take advantage of it?

Lin Yuan shrugged his shoulders, shaking off Bai Ye's arm.

"Enough with the nonsense." Lin Yuan cut to the chase. "Do you have any intelligence on your end? Where's the Alliance's gathering place? I'll go wipe them all out right now."

Bai Ye withdrew his hand, and seeing Lin Yuan's murderous look, he couldn't help but shrink back.

He carefully examined Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan's eyes were clear, and the phantom of divine fire danced steadily in his eyes.

There was no mania, no loss of composure.

Bai Ye was startled again.

"Is this guy crazy?" Bai Ye muttered to himself.

In the Rubik's Cube world, the greater the power of an identity card, the stronger the side effects.

Lin Yuan was given the title of "General," commanding the three armies and wielding the power of life and death.

The "ecstasy" or "tyranny" backlash from this identity is ten or even a hundred times stronger than that from being a "Bone Lord".

Lin Yuan has been slaughtering his way through the entire Central Plains these past few days, his hands stained with blood.

Logically speaking, his mind should have been corrupted by his bloodlust long ago, and his divine power should have become violent and chaotic.

But looking at Lin Yuan now, he is frighteningly rational, and his divine fire is so pure that it has no impurities whatsoever.

Bai Ye's playful smile vanished, and his expression turned serious.

"The situation is a bit strange." Bai Ye lowered his voice. "I've been in the far north these past few days. Although I haven't gone out much, I've sent out quite a few undead scouts."

"I've discovered a very serious problem. I can't find a trace of any of the gods who survived in our class."

Bai Ye paused, his tone becoming resolute.

"This is not normal. Everyone here is proud and arrogant. Even if they wanted to hide, they couldn't hide so thoroughly, without making a sound."

"This proves one thing: someone had secretly united them all along."

"Moreover, their operations are discreet, discreet, organized, and disciplined."

"I reckon that only those with the highest academic credits have this kind of appeal and influence."

"It's either Chu Xiaoxiao or Cheng E," Bai Ye analyzed, stroking his chin.

Lin Yuan listened without showing any surprise.

He had already guessed what Bai Ye had provided.

He has been launching a world-class attack with great fanfare these past few days, and his arrogance has reached its peak.

Normally, those troublemakers in the high-risk third shift would have jumped out and fought him to the death long ago.

The results of it?

Apart from a few unlucky guys who were caught and killed by him, no one else was even seen.

This is enough to prove that there is a hidden hand orchestrating the whole situation.

Someone is suppressing the impulses of those troublemakers, gathering them together, and having them develop quietly in the shadows, accumulating strength.

Prepare to deliver a fatal blow to him.

"I guessed it." Lin Yuan replied calmly.

He turned around and faced the vast plain.

"No matter where they hide, no matter how many conspiracies and schemes are behind them."

Lin Yuan raised the blood-red sword and swung it forward heavily. "Before absolute power, all calculations are futile."

"All troops, advance!"

The Insect King let out a long cry.

The Bloodstained Army set off once more, their footsteps thundering across the land.

The tyrant strode forward, leading the procession, wading through the hills in his path.

Bai Ye stood still, watching Lin Yuan's army depart into the distance.

Only after Lin Yuan's figure disappeared into the clouds did Bai Ye finally let out a long breath.

The seriousness on his face disappeared, and an irrepressible joy appeared on his face.

"Hehehe..." Bai Ye rubbed his hands together, letting out a villainous laugh.

"Fight! Kill! You take care of the slaughter, and I'll clean up the mess. That's the perfect alliance!"

Bai Ye turned around and looked at the battlefield ruins behind him.

A massacre had just taken place here; an indigenous fortress had been flattened by Lin Yuan.

Logically, this place should be filled with the corpses of demonic beasts, the remains of powerful natives, and large amounts of spilled blood.

These are priceless treasures in the eyes of necromancers.

"My corpses, my little dead babies, I'm coming!"

Bai Ye couldn't wait to take off and rush towards the ruins.

He drew his bone staff, preparing to cast the necromancy spell to awaken all the dead in this land and expand his army.

but.

When he actually stepped into the ruins and carefully sensed the atmosphere around him...

Bai Ye was dumbfounded.

His smile froze, and his hand, which had been holding up the staff, stopped in mid-air.

Empty.

The entire battlefield was completely deserted; there wasn't even a scrap of bone or flesh left, let alone any corpses.

Unconvinced, Bai Ye unleashed his spiritual power, digging deep into the ground to scan.

The result devastated him.

The surface soil was scraped away in three layers, and the ore was mined clean.

The slain monsters and natives, along with their weapons and armor, all vanished without a trace.

Not even a single wild grass with a hint of vitality remained.

The entire fortress ruins were cleaner than a plate licked by a dog.

"This is fucking..." Bai Ye's voice was trembling.

He finally understood how Lin Yuan had managed to assemble such a massive army of hundreds of thousands.

This isn't an army; it's clearly a group of monsters resembling the mythical creature Pixiu.

They eat without spitting out anything, and they even scrape the ground three feet deep.

Before Bai Ye could recover from the psychological shock, Lin Yuan's voice came from the sky.

"What are you still standing there for?"

Lin Yuan stood in the air, went and returned, looking down at the white night.

"Hurry up and come over here to lead the way."

Bai Ye looked up at Lin Yuan's expressionless face, her heart aching so much she could hardly breathe.

He covered his chest with both hands, feeling as if his divine fire was weeping.

Damn it.

From childhood to adulthood, he has always been the one to scheme against and plot against others.

I never imagined that someone who spends all day hunting geese would end up getting pecked in the eye by one.

When he encountered Lin Yuan, this living devil, he didn't even get a sip of soup, and had to send his army of undead to serve as cannon fodder.

Karma.

"Here we are, Brother Lin Yuan, what's the rush?"

Bai Ye gritted his teeth and forced out a smile that looked worse than crying.

He kicked the leg bone of the ancient frost dragon beside him, then flipped over and leaped onto its back.

"Minions, follow me." Bai Ye waved his staff weakly.

Tens of thousands of undead followed closely behind the Blood Abyss army, embarking on their continued conquest.