Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Deep within the mountain ruins, the 100-meter-tall, mangled body of the Source Worm slid backward.

Bodily fluids dripped from the broken carapace, hitting the water's surface and causing large areas of deathly energy to freeze.

It retreated.

This heavily armored body, which consumed countless resources of the Zerg and was forcibly adapted to the Tyrant, was ultimately inferior to the original version in pure melee combat.

The tyrannical demon possesses an innate, abnormal physique, an instinct to utilize its physical strength and liquid metal to the extreme.

It is still difficult to perfectly replicate something by piecing together genes later in life.

The source insect distanced itself, no longer intending to engage in close combat.

For top predators who have entered the epic tier, melee combat is just a warm-up.

The true mark of an epic tier is its domain.

A kilometer away, the only remaining head of the tyrant grinned.

Its battered, kilometer-long body was submerged in cooled magma, while its small internal stomach continued to churn.

It devoured all the surrounding magma blocks, death energy, and even the remains of bones that had sunk to the bottom, transforming them into the most brutal energy.

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The tyrant roared and slammed its two remaining arms into the water.

The space within a radius of hundreds of miles darkened, the sky lost its color, and the waters of the River Styx in the distance ceased to flow.

【Dark Abyss and Crimson Mountains】.

This is the realm created by this tyrant after it entered the epic tier, perfectly fusing the extreme powers of Titan and Shadow.

Once the domain is expanded, the rules of gravity are reversed.

In the distance, the River Styx flows backwards to the sky, with countless black droplets suspended in mid-air.

The earth cracked open, and countless scorched earth and rock blocks, each weighing tens of thousands of tons, rose up and spun rapidly in mid-air.

The shadowy substance seeped out from every rock face and every drop of river water, like boiling asphalt.

Under the will of the tyrant, they coalesced into thousands upon thousands of enormous Titan hands.

These shadowy giant hands, covered in barbs of liquid metal, combined with the crushing force of gravity, reached out to grab the source worms from all directions.

The monstrous demon's massive body melted directly within the domain, seeping into the shadows.

It can reassemble its body at any point in this space at any time.

The liquid metal body conjured tens of thousands of shadow hammers, each strike powerful enough to shatter the void.

In this realm, the tyrant is the one who controls life and death.

The source insect hovered in mid-air, the eerie light in its compound eyes extremely cold.

Faced with the overwhelming, shadowy giant hands reaching out, the genetic locks that had been adapted five times within its body were fully unlocked.

hum!

A visible ring of law ripples spread outwards from the source insect.

【The Realm of Formless Heaven and Earth】.

The realm of the source insects is extremely simple and brutal.

It contains all the extreme power that the Source Worm has poured out with its life since its birth.

Extremely heavy water realm, dark and karmic fire, stitched-together withered bones, extreme cold prison, void and nothingness...

And, the Titan and the Shadow, which were just stripped from the Fiend.

Two epic realms collided head-on above the River Styx.

The Source Worm's domain expanded, forcibly tearing a large blank space out of the Violent Demon's Shadow Space.

An extreme storm of ice and fire took shape within the area.

Upon colliding with the giant shadow hand, the karmic fire spread, sizzling as it burned the shadow matter.

Countless skeletons rose from the bottom of the River Styx, piecing together in mid-air to form cages of white bones, attempting to lock the tyrant's movements through the shadows.

The most deadly force is gravity.

The Source Worms channeled the power of the Titans, applying it in reverse to the domain of the Fiends.

Two gravitational fields, originating from the same source but completely opposite, pulled each other wildly, causing the surrounding space to twist and break like a pretzel.

The tyrant's figure fell from the shadows.

As soon as it appeared, the Liquid Gold Hammer smashed down on the head of the Source Worm with devastating force.

The source insect neither hides nor avoids.

The remaining carapace on its back cracked open, and two hundred-meter-long blades of void light shot out, barely managing to block the falling hammer.

At the same time, the Blood and Bone Laws within the Source Worm Domain erupted in full force.

An invisible force of detachment acted upon the violent demon.

The blood core within the demon's body momentarily stagnated, and the blood began to seep outwards, turning into a blood mist through its pores.

"roar!"

The tyrant let out a roar.

It forcefully suppressed the riotous blood within its body, and the six severed arms slowly regenerated under the wriggling of the liquid gold.

With all eight arms forming hand seals simultaneously, eight highly collapsed gravity black holes formed in the palms of the hands, all of which were smashed into the core of the source insect's domain.

The compound eyes of the source insect flicker.

One after another, incredibly thick ice crystal shields blocked his way.

The black hole slammed into the ice shield, and the terrifying annihilation force caused the ice shield to tear apart inch by inch.

But the source worm doesn't care about defense at all.

Taking advantage of the fraction of a second gained by the ice shield, it compressed the Black Azure Flame to its limit and blasted it into the chest of the raging demon in the opposite direction of the black hole.

The karmic fire enters the body, burning directly into the soul.

The battle entered its most intense and fierce phase.

The Source Worm mobilized all its extreme powers, transforming the entire [Formless Realm] into a gigantic millstone of laws.

The gravitational field severely suppressed the freak's movement trajectory;

The Void Blade continuously sliced ​​through the Berserker's liquid metal armor;

The dark, karmic fire scorched the very essence of the violent demon's soul;

The frigid air currents froze the life force of the tyrannical demon layer by layer;

The Blood and Bone Law is constantly stripping away the flesh and blood of the violent demon.

The tyrannical demon struggled endlessly within the millstone of laws.

Relying on its near-infinite vitality among its peers, it withstood the baptism of several extreme forces.

The liquid metal body was constantly being shredded, and then rapidly reassembled under the energy replenishment from the spatial stomach.

His head was burned to ashes, but a new head grew back in the blink of an eye.

In just a few seconds, the tyrant experienced tens of thousands of cycles of ice and fire, gravity tearing, and flesh being ripped apart.

It swung its heavy hammer again and again, smashing one skeleton cage after another and tearing apart piece after piece of void.

However, the domain of the Source Worm was simply too unsolvable, so unsolvable that this raging behemoth could never find a way to retaliate.

The accumulated strength from five adaptations manifested as astonishing dominance at this moment.

Finally, after an hour of intense exertion, the Berserker's regenerative abilities reached their limit.

The stomach lining was overloaded, and fine cracks appeared on its edges.

The liquid metal on the body surface loses its activity and becomes stiff and dull.

The Unending Blood Heart within its body, which had been supporting its frenzied battle, was beating at an increasingly slower rate.

The source insects seized the opportunity, and the extreme cold air currents within the domain erupted in full force.

The terrifyingly low temperature instantly drained the last bit of heat from the demon's body.

The thousand-meter-tall dark gold behemoth, still in its clenched fist and roaring posture, was completely frozen into a giant ice sculpture.

The battle is over.

The Source Worm, dragging its battered body, slowly flew to the ice sculpture.

It waved its forelimbs, broke a corner of the ice, and stared intently into the ice.

After confirming that the epic-level monster had completely lost its life and that even its soul had been burned away by the karmic fire, the Source Worm finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It vibrated its two remaining insect wings, using gravity to lift the giant ice sculpture, and turned to fly towards the New World.

……

The new continent, atop the dark purple main nest.

The Insect King's twelve enormous wings slowly folded together.

Through the mental link, it received the complete battle footage transmitted back by the source insects.

The king's whiskers danced in mid-air.

The Insect King's eternally cold and icy eyes suddenly erupted with an unprecedentedly fervent light.

Won!

Another epic-level monster has fallen!

In the past few days, the Insect King has successively sent out several Source Insects that have completed five adaptations to provoke the Tyrant Demon in the Central Basin.

The feedback on the results brought it immense joy.

The current five-times adapted source insects are enough to defeat the tyrannical species, the Viper, on the front lines.

Although, in comparisons of the same level, the Source Worm's physical attributes and vitality are still somewhat inferior to the Berserker.

However, thanks to the foundation built up from the previous four adaptations, coupled with the enhancement brought by the Demonic Gene, the Source Worm gained an absolute advantage in the battle of domains.

They were in no way afraid of the violent demons.

This is a landmark event that could change the landscape of the Wasteland God Realm.

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

A group of dominant insects climbed to the top of the nest.

The Insect King transmitted the footage of the epic battle that had just taken place to them.

"Burn it to a record."

"This scene will be forever etched into the deepest part of the Zerg gene pool."

"This is a great turning point in the history of Zerg development, and the first step we took to shatter the myth of the Tyrannosaurus Rex."

The Overlords respectfully accepted the order and quickly retreated to the depths of their nest, where they began to use their mental power to write the history of the Zerg.

Even after doing all this, the Insect King was still unable to calm down.

It raised its head, gazing up at the somber sky of the divine realm. Streams of light, imbued with the accelerating laws of time, weaved through the clouds.

It couldn't help but start daydreaming.

When the time acceleration ends, the great ruler will once again descend upon the divine realm.

What would your expression be if you saw the Zerg's glorious record today?

Will the Zerg's status in the Creator's eyes change as a result?

Will the Zerg be able to overpower the Tyranids and gain the Creator's deepest favor?

Thinking about this, the Insect King couldn't help but let his mind wander.

To overpower the tyrannical demons—this is an obsession etched deep into its genes since its birth.

Now, the birth of the fifth adaptation source worm has given it real hope.

This undoubtedly avenges the humiliation and regret of its shell being shattered by the tyrant's three punches in the old realm of gods.

"calm."

The Insect King forcibly severed those ethereal fantasies.

The king's whiskers stopped dancing, and his compound eyes returned to their icy state.

It's too early to be happy now.

The Zerg are now facing a real dilemma.

Even with five adaptations, the source insects are still a very small minority of outliers within the massive Zerg population.

Not to mention that these five adaptations must include the Berserker.

The Insect King sends out Source Insects every now and then, hoping to adapt to the power of the Violent Demon.

But each time, the mortality rate was shockingly high.

Of the hundred extraordinary source insects that went to devour the blood of the tyrannical demon, only two or three were able to survive the genetic collapse.

This is only at the extraordinary level.

As for those diamond-tier source insects, hundreds of years have passed, and there has not been a single successful case of them trying to adapt to the power of the violent demon.

Everything was fried into a pile of minced meat during the adaptation process.

The gene sequence of the tyrant is so domineering that it defies reason.

What troubled the Insect King even more was...

After successfully adapting to the power of the monstrous forces, the antibodies produced by these protozoa can no longer be transmitted to the entire colony through the main nest as before.

When I first tried to adapt to the karmic fire of the Fire Spirit, there were also heavy casualties.

However, as long as a few survive, the Zerg gene pool will quickly analyze the resistance sequence.

Previously, only one or two out of tens of thousands of Source Worms could survive, but now half of the newly born Source Worms easily survive.

But the genes of the Berserker are different.

Every source worm that wants to obtain this power must gamble with its own life and endure the pain of genetic tearing alone.

Herd immunity is completely ineffective in the face of this gene chain.

It is precisely because of this fatal flaw that the Zerg have wasted enormous amounts of resources over the past few hundred years.

The total number, however, only slowly climbed from the original 500 million to 1 billion.

The vast majority of resources were wasted on filling the death holes caused by the failure of the demon genes to adapt.

The Insect King felt a little annoyed.

The resources plundered from other divine realms have now been almost entirely exhausted.

This means that the Zerg can no longer squander resources as they have for the past few centuries in order to breed a few fifth-adapted Protozoa.

They have to go back to living a frugal life.

If you want to acquire resources, you can only rely on your old profession.

They went to plunder the bonefish in the sea and the demonic eagles in the sky. However, the resource production of the sea and air races was far from enough to support the high trial-and-error costs that the Zerg were currently incurring.

In the coming period, the mass production plan for the five adaptation worms will be forced to come to a standstill.

Just as the Insect King was fretting over resource depletion and plotting how to launch a new all-out war against the sea and air races.

Its movements froze.

An indescribable thrill rose from the depths of my soul.

Just as the Insect King was about to try to figure out what the source was, he found himself in a completely unfamiliar space.

Before them, a half-real, half-illusory chaotic crystal phantom slowly emerged.

The upper half of the crystal emitted an aura of deathly gray that silenced all things, while the lower half flowed with the primordial white light that gave birth to all the heavens.

The two are connected end to end, forming a perfect cycle of birth and death.

A sense of inclusiveness that transcends all rules arises spontaneously.

When the Insect King reached out to touch it again, he found himself back at the top of the Insect Nest.

The king's majestic whiskers drooped, his mind blank.

The underlying rules of the divine realm have been shaken once again.