Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Time in the Wasteland God Realm has lost its original scale.

Several hundred years passed in this closed dimension.

The Demon Basin, at the edge of the Blood Abyss Sea.

A colossal, dark-gold beast, a thousand meters tall, was submerged in thick blood, its four heads raised simultaneously, greedily swallowing the rain of dark abyssal spiritual energy falling from the sky.

This tyrannical demon has just crossed the threshold of life and advanced to the epic rank.

His path to promotion can be described as a story of a rags-to-riches tale from the bottom.

Starting from the outermost edge of the new divine realm, it relied on its inherent madness to cut through the many obstacles of the old divine realm.

Along the way, they encountered countless crushing attacks from higher-ranking members of their own race and experienced more than a dozen near-death experiences, including their bodies being vaporized and their hearts being shattered.

Each time, it was on the verge of losing consciousness when it triggered the underlying logic of the divine realm, completing a burst of life-or-death transformation.

Ultimately, through sheer luck and perseverance, it managed to squeeze into the core layer of the central basin.

The blood and qi flowed like a pump within its body, producing a muffled sound as if rivers were surging.

The dark golden liquid metal armor shone with a chilling, eerie light as it was washed by the rain of spiritual energy.

"That's great." The leftmost head grinned and tugged at its liquid gold armor.

By storming into the basin, it had accomplished nearly half of its ambitions.

Next, we will tear a bloody path through the core of the basin and fight our way to the foot of the divine tree.

It wants to seize a Sumeru Tree Nest of its own in the legends of the Violent Demon Clan.

Go and experience the supreme feeling of the changing flow of time and the initiation of laws.

Just as it was dreaming of the future, murderous intent crept up its spine.

The four heads opened their eyes simultaneously, and eight scarlet gazes swept across the surroundings.

The sea was calm, and the surrounding tribes were either sleeping or fighting in their respective territories.

The killing intent comes from the shadows.

The four demon heads grinned wildly, revealing a mouthful of sharp white teeth, their eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

Anyone who dares to provoke a newly promoted epic-level monster at the edge of the basin, regardless of who the monster is, must die.

Shadow runes shimmered subtly on the surface of the liquid gold armor.

Its colossal body, towering a thousand meters tall, resembled a block of melted wax, seeping directly into the shadow world.

Within the Shadow Dimension, all was desolate and lifeless.

As soon as the tyrant appeared, it caught sight of a rapidly moving silhouette ahead.

The opponent was extremely fast, and with an undisguised provocation, it sped along the outer edge of the Old God Realm.

"Trying to run?" the tyrant roared, swinging all eight arms backward simultaneously.

The gravitational field exploded in the palm of its hand, and with the terrifying recoil, its speed soared to the limit, biting firmly into the dark shadow in front of it.

This chase spanned tens of millions of kilometers, traversing most of the divine realm.

Only after they were completely away from the core area of ​​the basin did the dark figure leap out of the shadows and descend onto the real world.

The tyrant followed closely behind, stepping out of the shadows.

The moment they saw their opponent clearly, all four heads of the tyrant frowned.

The opponent is an insect.

But it was completely different from the insects it had in mind that only shot arrows from afar and were only a few meters in size.

The source insect in front of us is a full hundred meters tall.

Its form has undergone a dramatic transformation.

The originally translucent, glassy carapace was now covered with dark gold, natural resistance patterns.

Inside the shell, the laws of gravity, void, extreme cold, and blood and bone flowed alternately in faint light.

Behind it, six thick wings unfolded, their edges wreathed in dark blue flames powerful enough to cut through space.

What's most unsettling are its forelimbs.

The once sharp and slender bone sickle has disappeared, replaced by a pair of exaggeratedly thick and heavy forearms.

The surface of the forearm is covered with a layer of metallic keratin similar to the liquid metal armor of the monster.

The joints are covered with vicious barbs that cause injury, revealing a pure aesthetic of violence.

Five adaptations.

This source insect successfully fused with the genetic sequence of the Viper race, completely abandoning the Zerg's weakness in melee combat.

Looking at the monster before him, which resembled him in three parts yet exuded a chilling insectoid aura, the tyrannical demon felt an uncontrollable surge of rage.

"Disgusting counterfeit."

The tyrant roared and swung out all eight arms at the same time, forming eight highly compressed gravity black holes at the tips of its fists.

The enormous size difference made the Source Worm look like a dwarf in front of the Berserker.

But Yuanchong showed no sign of backing down.

It abandoned its usual tactic of attrition and instead flapped its eight wings wildly, charging head-on into the raging demon that was as heavy as Mount Tai!

boom!

Two figures, one large and one small, collided violently in mid-air.

The eight gravitational black holes of the tyrannical demon collided heavily with the heavy forearms of the source worm.

The space within a radius of a hundred miles collapsed instantly, revealing a dark void fault.

The aftershocks of the force materialized into a shockwave that flattened the continuous mountain range below, tearing the earth apart into a bottomless canyon.

The worm's hundred-meter-tall body was sent flying backward by the terrifying kinetic energy, its dark gold carapace on its chest shattered in large areas, and dark green fluid gushed out.

But the tyrant is also having a tough time.

The high-frequency vibrations and extremely cold airflow attached to the forearm of the source insect flowed back into its fist.

Both arms exploded into a shower of ice shards on the spot.

"That was awesome!"

The tyrant didn't care about the severed arm at all. His blood and heart were pounding wildly inside him, and the flesh at the broken point was writhing. In the blink of an eye, two even thicker arms regenerated.

The source insect stabilized its body, and with the support of the monstrous genes, its shattered carapace was forcibly reconstructed at an extremely fast speed.

It flapped its wings and charged at the tyrannical demon.

The brutal, hand-to-hand combat erupted completely.

No defenses, no evasion.

Both sides relied on their abnormal vitality and poured all their energy into destruction.

The tyrant smashed the source worm's head with a single punch.

The headless worm advanced instead of retreating, its heavily armored forearm slamming into the tyrant's knee.

Click!

The demon's right leg was severed at the root, and its thousand-meter-tall body lost its balance.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the Source Worm lunged forward, its eight wings transforming into sharp guillotines, frantically slicing through the tyrant's chest.

Sparks flew as liquid metal armor splattered everywhere, and large chunks of flesh were ripped off.

The tyrannical demon laughed wildly and reached out his large hand, grabbing the lower half of the source worm.

The gravitational field in his palm erupted, crushing the source insect's abdomen and legs into a dark green mass of flesh.

The flesh reassembled in mid-air, and the newly formed lower body of the Source Worm sprouted countless sharp bone spikes, which plunged back into the palm of the Violent Demon.

At the same time, the newly formed mouthparts of the Source Worm opened wide, and a beam of energy containing abundant karmic fire struck the rightmost part of the Violent Demon's head at point-blank range.

His skull exploded, and his brains splattered everywhere.

The remaining three heads of the tyrant roared in unison, and the small internal space of its stomach opened.

A terrifying devouring force enveloped the source worm, attempting to pull it directly into its belly for digestion.

The laws of gravity flowed across the surface of the source insect's body, forcibly stabilizing its body. Two hundred-meter-long void blades shot out from its forearms, slashing at the neck of the tyrant.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, severed limbs rained down.

Every collision is accompanied by the loss of limbs and their instantaneous reconstruction.

When it went berserk, the tyrant activated stealth, grabbed the worm's wings with both hands, and dragged it headfirst into the Shadow World.

Deep within the Shadow Dimension, in a cluster of upside-down black mountains, dwells a large number of extraordinary-level demonic blade bats.

The indigenous people had just ended their slumber and hadn't even had a chance to go out to forage when they were suddenly awakened by the tremors.

They looked up and saw a dark golden behemoth a thousand meters tall and a ferocious glass worm a hundred meters tall.

Like two mad meteorites, they rampaged through the shadow world.

The tyrant's powerful punch missed its mark and crashed into an upside-down black mountain.

The entire Black Mountain shattered into pieces on the spot, turning into dust.

The source insect turned around and kicked the violent demon away.

The terrifying karmic fire spread, burning all the shadowy matter within a radius of several miles to ashes.

Wherever the two monsters passed, large sections of the shadow space collapsed.

The leader of the Demon Blade Bats looked at the tyrant whose body had been smashed in half, but which had recovered completely in the blink of an eye.

Then he looked at the source worm whose abdomen had been hollowed out, yet it was forcibly stitched back together using the Law of Dry Bones and continued to fight.

The overwhelming aura, far stronger than that of a normal epic-level aura, made it difficult for the indigenous people to breathe.

The leader of the Demon Blade Bats let out a scream, directly triggering the Happy Ones' Avoidance Principle, and led the tribe to abandon the territory.

We can't afford to mess with them, we absolutely can't afford to mess with them.

The destructive power of these two lunatics has exceeded the comprehension of normal living beings.

After circling the Shadow World, the Berserker and the Source Worm simultaneously tore through space and crashed into the Void Dimension.

In the void, spatial storms raged, powerful enough to tear apart the physical bodies of normal transcendent beings.

But for both sides in the conflict, this is not even a scratch.

The source insects, taking advantage of the void environment, experienced a surge in the cutting power of their wings.

Its form flashed continuously, leaving tens of thousands of deep, bone-revealing wounds on the demon's body.

A massive army of dark gold flying insects swarmed out from the surface of the tyrant's body.

Within a few breaths, it reached the surface of the source worm, attempting to burrow into its body and destroy its central nervous system.

Upon seeing this, the source insect ignited black karmic fire on its body, burning the parasite to ashes.

At the same time, it invoked the Law of Blood, forcibly triggering a blood surge within the Demon's body.

The demon's veins bulged all over his body, and his heart was beating erratically.

It roared and its eight arms came together, creating a large gravity black hole with a radius of over a kilometer in the void.

The moment the black hole took shape, the surrounding void storm was completely swallowed up.

Several epic-level magical vultures, which were using the Stormhammer to forge their bodies in the void, were about to peek out to check the situation.

Startled by the annihilating aura emanating from the black hole, its feathers bristled, and it flapped its wings and fled without looking back.

"Die, you son of a bitch!"

The tyrannical demon slammed the massive black hole toward the source worm with all its might.

With nowhere to hide, the source insect crossed its arms, unleashing a burst of extremely heavy water and extremely cold air, creating a semi-transparent giant ice crystal shield in front of it.

Rumble!

The void collapsed on a large scale.

The beast and the insect were forcibly ejected from the void by the shockwave of the explosion and crashed back into the real world.

They soared upwards, piercing through the clouds and reaching the highest reaches of the Wasteland God Realm.

This is the joint territory built by the Demon Vulture and the Demon Blade Bat, an absolute forbidden zone in the sky.

Tens of millions of high-level sky overlords are hovering in the clouds.

Upon seeing two uninvited guests intrude into the territory, the Sky Defense Line was activated.

"Rage!"

The leader of the Demon Vultures issued the attack order.

Hundreds of thousands of black lightning bolts intertwined to form a destructive lightning net covering thousands of miles, which struck down from above.

The swarm of demonic bats unleashed a deluge of sonic blades, shattering the space into pieces.

The Fiend and the Source Worm were locked in a fierce battle when this sudden concentrated fire disrupted their rhythm.

The lightning struck the monstrous demon, and the liquid gold armor frantically absorbed the kinetic energy, but the amount was far too great, exceeding the armor's tolerance limit.

The demon's body was charred black from the slashing, and it plummeted straight down.

The source insect's glassy carapace was also cut with countless cracks by the sonic blades, and most of its six wings were broken, thus losing lift as well.

The beast and the insect, like two out-of-control meteors, crashed into the earth from a height of ten thousand meters.

Below lies a wide tributary of the Styx River.

thump! thump!

The two monsters crashed into the dark, icy waters of the River Styx.

The dense deathly aura in the River Styx began to erode their bodies.

The source insect steadied itself in the water, just about to continue its attack on the tyrant.

Deep within the River Styx, a ball of dark blue soul fire suddenly ignited.

The territory of the epic bonefish has been invaded, and the aquarium's defenses are fully activated.

Thousands of bone warships, pieced together from white bones, broke through the silt and surrounded the tyrants and source worms.

The bone blades on the surface of the warship spun at high speed, and combined with the terrifying water pressure of the River Styx, they turned into a merciless meat grinder.

At the same time, millions of dead bone flies and blood flies swarmed in from all directions, covering the bodies of every beast and insect.

The skeleton flies attempt to strip them of control over their skeletons, while the blood flies continuously self-destruct, using the law of repulsion to disrupt their vital energy.

"Get out of here!"

The monstrous creature roared in the water, unleashing a full-blown gravitational field.

The Styx River, within a radius of a hundred miles, was completely drained, creating a vacuum zone.

Thousands of bone warships were cracked and disintegrated under the crushing weight of gravity.

The source insects also unleashed an extreme cold airflow, freezing the surrounding river water and the symbiotic fly swarm into huge blocks of ice.

A beast and an insect broke through the ice and rose from the bottom of the River Styx to the surface.

They waded through the river, their fists clashing against each other.

The terrifying shockwave caused the river to flow backward, submerging the scorched earth on both banks.

In the end, both sides completely exhausted their patience and resources.

The monstrous demon, dragging its battered, thousand-meter-long body, grabbed the source worm and slammed it diagonally from mid-air toward the distant mountains.

boom!

The earth shook violently, and the continuous mountain ranges were completely shattered by this blow.

The earth's crust fractured, and scalding magma erupted, turning the surrounding area into a sea of ​​fire.

Amidst the swirling dust and lava, two figures continued their frenzied tearing and biting.

The tyrant's four heads were reduced to one, six of its eight arms were broken, and its liquid gold armor looked dull and lifeless.

The situation for the source insects was equally dire.

Its 100-meter-tall body has shrunk by nearly half, all six wings are broken, and its heavy forearms are covered with cracks.

His dark green bodily fluids had dried up, and he could only cling to life by relying on the regenerative abilities granted by his demonic genes.