Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

The new continent, atop the dark purple main nest.

The Insect King slowly folded its twelve wings, sensing the spiritual energy feedback coming from the edge of the Old God Realm.

The footage that was returned was filled with brutality and bloodshed.

The last images transmitted by the Formless Source Worm before its death, which was torn apart by the tyrannical demon, kept replaying in the Worm King's mind.

The Insect King knew that the Berserker was very strong.

But the Insect King did not expect that the Berserker would be so ridiculously powerful.

These tyrannical demons wandering on the fringes are all low-level creatures who failed in the infighting in the central basin and were driven out of the core of the old divine realm.

They have lost even the right to glance at the divine tree, belonging to the lowest rank among the violent demons.

This group of fringe monsters were completely outmatched by the Source Worms in battles between enemies of the same level.

Even a Source Worm that has adapted four times and stepped into the extraordinary level still faces the risk of being killed by a Berserker at the peak of Diamond rank.

These monstrous creatures were willing to destroy their own nervous systems and evaporate their flesh and blood, just to smash the carapace of the source insects with their bare fists.

The entire force of the third-order source insects sent out was wiped out.

Less than 30% of the fourth-order source insects escaped and returned.

These are the core elites that the Zerg have cultivated through countless life-or-death eliminations and the immense resources they have expended.

The king's antennae trembled violently, and a cold, eerie light flashed deep within its compound eyes.

Is it angry?

Not at all.

The Insect King's thought process is essentially devoid of emotions like heartache.

The Zerg are rampaging across the New World, suppressing the air and sea races to the point of being unable to raise their heads. Even the Fire Spirits of the far north are now nothing more than tools used by the Zerg to adapt to their power.

The only obstacle the Zerg currently face is this group of liquid metal monsters entrenched in the central basin.

To overcome this mountain, the Zerg must undergo a new round of adaptation and transformation.

Using their lives to fill the gene pool is what the Zerg excel at.

"continue."

The insect king issued commands to the depths of the main nest.

The dark purple fleshy walls writhed, and more egg cases split open.

One after another, the Phaseless Source Insects, about to break through, crawled out of their nests, flapped their wings, and flew resolutely toward the edge of the Old God Realm.

In the sky of the Wasteland God Realm, streams of light carrying the laws of accelerated time continuously streaked across the sky.

Ten years, twenty years, fifty years.

The Source Worms' hunt for the Tyrannosaurus has never ceased.

This is an extremely brutal war of attrition.

Often, even when the Source Worm tries its best, it cannot deal with a Berserker, and can only be devoured alive by the opponent after exhausting its resources.

In other cases, the source insects attempt to forcibly analyze and adapt to the power of the tyrant during the battle.

The tyrant's genetic sequence is too domineering.

Titan physique, liquid metal body, the dual laws of gravity and shadow... and so on.

These forces intertwine to form an unbreakable genetic lock.

Source insects at the peak of the Diamond or the Extraordinary level often lose control on the spot if they forcibly fuse with this power.

The edge of the divine realm.

A fourth-tier source worm had just inhaled a mouthful of the dark gold blood of a tyrannical demon.

Its carapace instantly swelled up with countless fleshy growths.

Gravity spiraled out of control within its body, and the power of the void tore its internal organs apart.

"puff!"

The source insect's body exploded, turning into a pool of dark green minced meat scattered on the scorched earth.

Beneath the scorched earth, several red roots broke through the soil.

In just a few seconds, the corpse of the source worm, along with the blood of the tyrannical demon, was completely devoured.

The Insect King watched all of this with indifference.

It doesn't care if the source worm fails to adapt, nor does it care if its corpse is devoured.

It only cares about one thing: as long as one Zergling can successfully withstand the baptism of the monstrous power and survive, the Zerg's gene pool will undergo a qualitative change.

……

Time in the divine realm rolls ever onward.

The Demon race raises its limits through battles that are almost certain to end in death.

Besides this, the Zerg can also advance in rank by constantly experimenting with a large number of elite troops and absorbing the power of the monstrous demons.

The two great mountains clashed and crushed each other, shaking the entire ecosystem of the divine realm.

The sea and air races, which seem to be constantly on the defensive, are also undergoing subtle changes.

Especially the bone fish clan living in the River Styx.

Back then, when the Mother Tree of the End broke through the million-meter mark, two new law marks appeared on its trunk: the mark of blood and the mark of withered bones.

These two laws of light radiate throughout the entire area, having the most profound impact on the Bone Fish race.

The Bone Fish race is essentially a special life form composed of pale white bones and ghostly blue soul fire.

They live deep within the River Styx.

This main tributary of the Styx River, which runs through the divine realm, is vast in scale, with water as black as ink, and contains the dense death energy accumulated in the wasteland divine realm for thousands of years.

The natural geographical advantages allow the Bone Fish race to comprehend the Laws of Dry Bones far faster than other races.

Blood and bone are inherently complementary forces.

For bone fish, the law of blood is filled with a sense of opposition and repulsion, while the law of bones is the origin of their lives.

In the deepest part of the River Styx, the water is almost still.

An epic mutated bony fish, over 100 meters long, lies dormant on the riverbed.

Its skeleton has a deep, black jade-like texture.

The soul fire in his eye sockets transformed from a ghostly blue to a burning, dark black.

This epic-level bone fish has thoroughly grasped the fundamental logic of the Law of Withered Bones.

It opened its bony jaws and emitted a silent, soul-shaking sound.

The Styx River within a ten-mile radius was boiling.

At the bottom of the riverbed, countless dormant remains broke through the silt and slowly rose.

These remains include withered bones left behind by the Demon Cultivator God Realm, the shells of dead liquid gold crabs, and even some similar bone fish.

Soul flames leaped from the eye sockets of the epic bone fish.

The skeleton is reconstructed under its hands.

Black, jade-like bone spikes broke off from its body and pierced into the remains.

Guided by the Law of Dry Bones, thousands upon thousands of skeletons of different races began to piece together, merge, and compress.

Soon, a bone warship, hundreds of meters long, took shape in the River Styx.

The warship's surface was covered with sharp bone blades, its interior was hollow, and a miniature soul fire burned at its core.

This bone warship does not need a pilot, because it is itself a living weapon with a simple killing intent.

The epic-level bone fish stirred its will slightly.

The bone warship suddenly accelerated and crashed into a group of extraordinary liquid gold crabs that were foraging for food in the distance.

The bone blades on the surface of the warship rotated at high speed, and with the pressure of the Styx River, easily cut through the liquid gold crab's defensive shell.

at the same time.

The epic bone fish's massive tailbone slams against the water's surface.

Fist-sized osteomas bulged in the gaps between its vertebrae.

The osteoma ruptured.

Swarms of flies flew out.

A species of fly, entirely white with an outer shell made of hard bone, is called the "Bone Fly".

Another type is entirely scarlet, with a swollen abdomen and boiling hot blood flowing inside; this is called the "Blood-Damaging Fly".

Over the years, the bony fish successfully bred its own exclusive symbiotic fly.

The epic bone fish let out a low growl.

Tens of thousands of skeletal flies swarmed toward the group of liquid gold crabs whose shells had been cut open by the warship.

They burrow into the body of the liquid gold crab and attach directly to its internal skeleton.

The Law of Dry Bones is activated.

The liquid gold crab's skeleton went out of control, growing countless sharp bone spurs that pierced its internal organs and shell from the inside.

Before the liquid gold crab could activate the spatial collapse, it was pierced into a hedgehog by its own bones.

On the other hand, the bloodsucking flies exhibited an even more insidious attack method.

The sky suddenly darkened.

Several giant vultures, each over 200 meters tall, swooped down from the clouds.

They have a very wide range of activity, extending their sharp claws, which are like cast steel, in an attempt to prey on high-ranking aquatic creatures on the surface of the River Styx.

The blood flies silently clung to the gaps in the vulture's sharp claws.

Then just choose to self-destruct!

Crimson blood exploded, seeping into the gaps between the scales of the vulture's claws.

This blood contains an extremely strong repulsive force of the Blood Law, forcibly interfering with the circulation of Qi and blood within the Demon Vulture's body.

The eagle's flapping wings faltered.

Just that one moment of weakness.

The Styx River exploded, and a bone warship controlled by an epic bone fish soared into the sky.

The rapidly spinning bone blade sliced ​​through the relatively weak defenses of the demon eagle's abdomen and embedded itself deeply into the flesh.

"Rage!" The demonic vulture cried out in pain, its claws tearing wildly at the bone warship in its chest.

Shattered bones flew everywhere.

But the epic bone fish's attack had only just begun.

These shattered bones did not lose their vitality. Under the guidance of the Law of Dry Bones.

The shattered bones transformed into thousands of slender bone needles, which rolled back and pierced into the vulture's body through the wound on its abdomen.

The bone needles were precisely driven into the skeleton of the demon eagle.

Subsequently, the skeleton flies, which had been lying in wait nearby, swarmed in and, using the bridge built by their bone needles, burrowed deep into the wing bones of the demon eagle.

The vulture tried to flap its wings and escape, but its movement froze in mid-air.

Its right wing folded back, and with a few "snap" sounds, the vulture actually broke its own wing!

Its massive body lost its balance and plunged headfirst into the icy, bone-chilling River Styx.

This is the ingenious application of the skeleton law by the bonefish clan: bone stripping.

Once parasitized by the skeleton fly, even the highest lord of the sky will be temporarily reduced to a puppet in the hands of the skeleton fish.

The epic bone fish at the bottom of the River Styx has stopped attacking.

It opened its enormous mouth, and a strange suction force erupted from afar.

The demonic vulture, which had fallen into the river, struggled violently. A fist-sized mass of vital essence, brimming with life force, was forcibly torn from its wound and fell into the depths of the River Styx.

The demonic vulture, having lost its life essence, was quickly devoured by the swarm of bone fish that rushed up from around it.

Deep within the River Styx, an epic-level bone fish stared at the essence blood of a demonic eagle floating before it.

The dark blue soul fire in its eye sockets flickered, bursting forth with almost human-like thoughts.

A body made of pure bones is indeed uniquely endowed with advantages under the nurturing of the Styx's death energy.

But as its rank increased, this epic-level bone fish felt increasingly powerless on the level of life.

Bone and soul ultimately only account for half of the laws of life.

It extended a black jade-like finger bone and gently touched the clump of demonic vulture blood essence.

zizi.

The extreme death energy reacted with the vitality, and puffs of white smoke rose from the surface of the finger bones.

The bone fish did not back down, increasing its output of soul fire. It was trying to analyze this power that was completely opposed to itself.

If this immense vitality could be integrated into the lifeless bones, allowing flesh and blood belonging to the beings of the underworld to regrow anew, what kind of physique would it possess?

Or go to the other extreme.

Completely discard this heavy skeleton, let the soul fire devour all the death energy in the River Styx, and transform it into a formless and intangible pure shadow life that only represents the concept of "death"?

To return to flesh and blood, or to become an undead being.

Two completely different evolutionary paths intertwine and unfold in the mind of this epic bone fish.

It closed its bony jaws and sank back into the silt at the bottom of the River Styx.

It needs more time and more experiments.

The entire Wasteland God Realm is advancing at breakneck speed under the immense power of time acceleration.

On the edge of the old divine realm, the Zerg used millions of corpses of the Primal Insects to slowly pry open the genetic lock of the Berserker.

Dark gold patterns began to appear on the carapace of the phaseless source insect.

In the central basin, the tyrannical demons, caught in endless infighting, launch an assault on higher levels of life.

Every day, new epic monsters awaken in the Blood Abyss.

At the bottom of the River Styx, the Bone Fish clan hides in the darkness, silently accumulating the power to overturn life and death, brewing the next species explosion that will shock the entire region.

As all things flourish, violence grows.

They are just waiting for their god to push open the door to this world once again.