Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

As soon as General Raymond finished speaking, azure patterns lit up the ground of Star Harbor Square.

Boundary-guided beam.

The military's strategic-level teleportation matrix.

The consciousness of more than two thousand senior high school students and their respective divine coordinates were forcibly taken over and bound.

A beam of energy shot into the sky, enveloping everyone.

At the same time the students were teleported, space in mid-air above the Starport platform slightly distorted, and more than a dozen holographic phantoms appeared one after another.

They have no physical form; they are merely remotely projected consciousness entities.

However, the fluctuations of law emanating from each illusory figure caused the True God-level officers on guard below to lower their heads slightly.

A high-ranking official in the Federal Military District, a special observer from a top university, and the head of Jiangcheng's top conglomerate.

The commander of the Thunder Legion, responsible for the Jiangcheng defense zone, stood at the edge of the high platform, pointed at the executives of the conglomerates behind him, and let out a cold laugh:

"Dear bosses, the rules for this year's promising talents in Jiangcheng remain the same. Whoever provides the most resources gets the talent."

"But there is one ironclad rule: during wartime, these people must unconditionally obey military conscription and fill the defensive lines."

A high-ranking executive from a conglomerate, dressed in a sharp suit and wearing a "Starsea Biotechnology" badge on his chest, casually toyed with a high-grade source crystal in his hand.

"As long as someone has potential, even if they are an ordinary person who can't even afford to eat, Xinghai can use its resources to turn them into a true god."

"The military needs personnel, and we provide money and equipment; it's a win-win situation."

The observer from the top university nearby remained noncommittal, his gaze fixed on the holographic projection screen that had already risen in the center of the square.

"Let's see how long these little guys can survive in the real abyss."

……

After a dizzying, tearing sensation.

Lin Yuan's feet were firmly planted on the hard ground.

The desolate land was a dark red, and the sky was filled with jagged spatial rifts.

The dense abyssal demonic energy was almost condensing into a tangible black mist, corroding everything around it.

This is the "Shattered Continent of the Abyss" that was captured by the military.

Without the safety protection mechanisms in the simulator, the air is filled not only with gunpowder smoke, but also with the pungent smell of blood and extremely dangerous pollution from the laws of nature.

Ordinary deities who descend here must constantly expend their divine power to maintain a shield.

Otherwise, the physical body will be assimilated by the demonic energy within minutes, and deformed tumors will grow.

But Lin Yuan did not raise a shield, and there was no discomfort in his eyes.

Because of his powerful physical body and the fact that his Wasteland God Realm was already deformed, this place had little impact on him.

"The environment is nice."

Lin Yuan raised his hand, his divine power surging.

The space in front of him suddenly cracked open, and a dark red divine realm passage, hundreds of meters high, descended.

Without hesitation, without testing.

Accompanied by a deafening roar, the sound of metal stomping echoed from the depths of the passage, forming a continuous rumble of thunder.

The first to step out of the passage was the Tyrant, who was five meters tall, with dark gold patterns on his back, and wielded a two-meter-high heavy shield and a giant chain sword.

Immediately afterwards, a massive, dark torrent of steel surged into the shattered continent.

Fifty thousand Abyssal Obsidian Goblins.

All high-ranking bronze pieces.

Their bodies were covered in pale, heavy bone armor, their left hands held tattered tower shields that were pitted but emitted a dark gleam, and their right hands carried single-soldier powered chain swords that roared wildly.

On his chest, faint crimson patterns pulsated.

Their eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty red light, and they breathed in the demonic energy of this continent.

"Spread out your formation."

Lin Yuan hovered in mid-air and issued a divine decree.

"With the tyrant at its core, a brutal offensive unfolds. All living things within sight are pulverized."

"roar--!"

Fifty thousand human-powered cutting machines simultaneously pull the chainsaw engine.

The metallic roar completely drowned out the howls of the abyssal monsters in this area.

The killing machine is in full swing.

……

Star Harbour Plaza.

A giant holographic projection screen, suspended in mid-air, splits into thousands of smaller images, displaying the real-time performance of all examinees.

On the far right of the screen is a points leaderboard.

The assessment rules are simple and straightforward: kill monsters, obtain Abyss Cores, and the system will automatically convert them into points.

Within just five minutes of the start, the rankings on the leaderboard began to fluctuate dramatically.

"Look! Su Yueying's points are skyrocketing!" one of the soldiers on guard below exclaimed.

The main screen automatically locks onto the current number one player.

In the scene, Su Yueying is wearing silver armor and hovering in mid-air.

Below her, tens of thousands of high-ranking bronze six-winged holy angels formed a tight battle formation.

A dazzling holy light created a haven of peace on the dark abyss continent.

The angels brandished longswords burning with holy flames.

Wherever it passed, hordes of low-level demons didn't even have time to scream before being reduced to ashes under the purification of the divine laws.

Unstoppable, a crushing victory without a doubt.

The second place, right behind Chu Yunxuan, is right behind Chu Yunxuan.

His divine domain's familiar is a highly mechanized cyborg wolf army, plus thousands of pure elemental lightning spirits.

The laser cannon array, combined with the berserk lightning spells, tore a huge hole in the defensive line, blasting a large number of monsters into pieces.

The third and fourth place winners were also the prodigies of several large conglomerates.

Some have mobilized dragon legions, while others have commanded high-ranking undead.

Spectacular skill effects flashed across the screen.

The chaebol executives on the platform nodded and whispered among themselves, their eyes full of admiration.

In contrast, the situation is appalling in the densely packed small images at the bottom of the screen.

Many ordinary students, with a passable attitude, shrink into a ten-square-kilometer protection zone as soon as they arrive.

To their despair, they discovered that the protective barrier was utterly ineffective against the monsters' thirst for flesh and blood.

Endless abyssal hounds and venomous spiders assaulted the edge of the protective barrier.

As soon as a boy's orcish kin made contact with the defensive line, they were pounced on by several bronze-level abyssal hounds and torn to pieces.

The boy turned pale in reality and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The system determined that the casualties of his kin exceeded the threshold and forcibly ejected him from the battlefield.

Flashes of white light kept appearing as the eliminated contestants were teleported back to the starport, collapsing to the ground and wailing.

The cruelty of war is vividly displayed.

Just as the big shots on the high platform were about to focus their attention on the top ten prodigies.

The executive of Xinghai Conglomerate suddenly let out a soft "hmm".

He released the source crystal in his hand and quickly slid his fingers across the void control panel in front of him.

Drag a screen that was originally in the corner but whose ranking was rising at an unusually fast speed to the center and enlarge it.

"Gentlemen, look at this." The Xinghai executive narrowed his eyes slightly.

General Raymond and several military observers followed his movements.

Zoom in on the image.

The visual impact is extremely savage, bloody, and primal.

It lacks the elegance of holy light, the splendor of magic, and the precision of high-tech weapons.

Ahead of them were thousands of Black Iron-level [Corpse Hounds].

This monster is extremely fast, and its claws and teeth carry a strong corpse poison, making it a nightmare for newcomers.

But against this group of goblins, the charge of the carrion hounds was like hitting a city wall covered in iron spikes.

"Bang!"

A carrion dog leaped high into the air.

Before it could even reach the goblin's face, it was struck hard on the forehead by a heavy, battle-damaged tower shield, shattering its skull.

A roaring power saw-chain sword emerged from behind the shield.

"Buzz—Sizzle!"

Blood and flesh flew everywhere.

The carrion dog, along with its body, was cleaved in two by the chain-saw sword.

Black, foul blood and entrails splattered onto the goblin's bone armor, emitting a hissing, corrosive sound.

The surface of the goblin's bone armor secreted an even stronger acid, which directly neutralized the corpse poison!

"Keep pushing forward!"

Lin Yuan's cold voice could be heard from the screen.

Fifty thousand goblins marched in perfect unison, shields raised, chain swords wielded, crushing through the pack of carrion hounds.

Not a single monster was left with a complete corpse. The ground was littered with rotten flesh, sawn into pieces.

This is an extremely hardcore, brutal, and even somewhat sanity-draining method of slaughter.

This created a stark visual contrast with the sacred purification on Su Yueying's side.

A military observer frowned slightly and leaned forward involuntarily.

"What's this kid's name? What kind of race are his subordinates? They're immune to the corpse poison of the carrion hounds, and their physical strength is astonishing."

"Judging from this energy fluctuation... a full fifty thousand high-level Bronze rank cultivators?"

"Lin Yuan. A commoner student from the Third Middle School, he awakened the F-level talent Wasteland Descent, and won first place in the Divine Realm Simulated Defense Battle a month ago." An assistant quickly pulled up the data to report.

"Wasteland? Nonsense! What wasteland could possibly breed such a monster?"

The military observer stared at the weapons in the hands of the goblins in the footage, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"And... the equipment these creatures are wearing looks kind of familiar?"

"Those corroded pits on the shield, and that old engine structure... isn't this the batch of scrap metal that the Seventh Sector just scrapped and sent to the black market last month?"

Upon hearing this, the knowledgeable bigwigs on the high platform were stunned.

Discarded waste?

Are you kidding me!

Which company's scrap metal can saw through a monster's skull with a single sword strike without even getting stuck?

"Interesting. Very interesting." He licked his lips. "Go investigate this kid. If he comes out alive, I want to see him in person."