Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Tens of thousands of kilometers away from the Thunderstorm Wasteland, the Wasteland Army is advancing.

Lin Yuan sat on the Tyrant's shoulder, looking towards the area in the due east that shone with platinum holy light.

"The distance is too far, and the speed of advancement is still not fast enough." Lin Yuan tapped his knee with his finger.

Having received the will of the divine master, the hundreds of thousands of old-school tyrannical demons charging at the forefront halted their advance.

These dark gold monsters, each over a thousand meters tall, turned around and looked at the rolling army of fire spirits behind them.

The Fire Spirits understood immediately.

Countless calamity fire spirits abandoned their humanoid forms, curling up and compressing into multi-colored fireballs with diameters of hundreds of meters.

The demons took a step forward, and multiple dark gold arms reached out simultaneously, grabbing the fire spirit orb in mid-air.

"roar!"

An epic-rank berserker roared, strained its waist, and swung its dark gold arm in a full moon motion, hurling the fire orb in its hand into the sky.

boom! boom! boom!

All the tyrants simultaneously transformed into the most terrifying creatures—catapults.

They tirelessly grabbed the fire spirits and hurled them wildly.

Some violent demons, finding multi-handed throwing too slow, simply spread their arms, their domain covering a radius of hundreds of miles.

The fire spirits in the area gathered into super fireballs, which were then kicked away by the tyrant and sent into the sky.

With the power of the tyrannical demon, as soon as these fireballs took off, their surfaces lit up with dense spatial patterns and shadow runes.

The fireball vanished into the shadow dimension, repeatedly flexing through the spatial crevices.

One second they were above the wasteland army, the next they had crossed mountains and valleys.

A man-made apocalyptic meteor shower has taken shape.

……

Thunderstorm wasteland.

Izel looked up at the sky filled with fireballs that had suddenly appeared.

The high temperature evaporates the gray thunderclouds above the wasteland.

The destructive aura emanating from the intertwined flames of the multiverse scorched and deformed the defensive barrier of the Holy Light Empire below.

"Lin Yuan!"

Izel's eyes were bloodshot, and a low growl escaped his throat.

Their escape routes were blocked, and their hopes of getting help were dashed.

The pride of being a descendant of the true god of the angel race triumphed over fear at this moment.

He refused to die like a stray dog ​​at the hands of a human.

"I am of the blood of the true God; how dare you heretics trample upon me!"

Izel clasped his hands together, and his cultivation as a seventh-level demigod erupted fully.

He shattered the spatial ring and released all the remaining tens of thousands of cubic meters of high-quality divine crystals.

"Sacrifice!"

The divine crystal shattered in mid-air, transforming into a vast ocean of pure divine power that poured into Izel's body.

His skin cracked open inch by inch, and golden divine blood seeped out, only to be evaporated by the holy flames burning on his body.

A crystal radiating endless majesty slowly emerged from between his brows.

[The embryonic form of a divine deity!]

As soon as the nascent form of divinity emerged, the laws of heaven and earth on the Thunderstorm Wasteland were forcibly reversed.

Thunder and subterranean fire were suppressed, and pure platinum holy light filled every inch of space.

"Domain Expansion: The Tribunal!"

Izel's body began to grow infinitely taller.

A million-meter-tall angelic image coalesced between heaven and earth.

This image is entirely formed from solidified holy light, with sixty-four wings spreading out behind it that blot out the sky.

His appearance was dignified and imposing, and one could not look directly at him.

With his left hand he held up the scales of judgment, with his right hand he gripped the greatsword of judgment, and his feet treaded on the sacred order magic circle.

"I wield the power of judgment and establish order! All who dare to blaspheme against divine authority shall be burned by the fires of judgment!"

Izel's voice overlapped with the Dharma image, like rolling thunder, resounding throughout the heavens and earth.

Below, the Holy Legion, mired in chaos and tormented by plague and mutation, shuddered upon hearing the thunderous sound.

The surviving priests of Light shed tears, the ascetic spirits raised their tower shields once more, and the knights of Holy Flame Judgment gripped their broken spears.

The God did not abandon them; the God demonstrated divine power.

"For the glory of God!" countless relatives shouted in unison.

The threads of faith were reconnected and merged into that million-meter-tall statue.

Izel stood between the eyebrows of the Dharma Image, looking down at the falling fireball.

He raised his right hand, and Fa Xiang swung the 100,000-meter-long sword of judgment.

The sword light tore through the sky, and the platinum-gold laws of order formed a barrier that stretched across the heavens and earth.

The first million Calamity Fire Spirits to arrive crashed directly into the sword light barrier.

With a loud bang.

The primal fires of the multiverse clash violently with the sacred order.

The aftershocks of the explosion scraped away a thick layer of reddish-brown rock from the wasteland.

Million Fire Spirits Burst.

The Dharma Image remained unmoved, and the Sword of Judgment even pushed the raging flames tens of thousands of meters higher in the opposite direction.

"We've blocked it!" A joyous shout erupted from the army below.

Izel's tense nerves relaxed slightly.

But his joy lasted less than half a second.

The spatial rift in the sky widened once again.

Five million fire spirits traversed the void and crashed down simultaneously.

Faxiang swung his sword and struck again.

The sword cleaved through a large number of fireballs, but more karmic fire spread along the sword and began to scorch the Dharma image's arm.

The scales of justice shone brightly, forcefully suppressing the erosion of karmic fire.

Then, ten million fire spirits descended.

The entire sky was dyed with vibrant, destructive colors.

The Dharma Image's sixty-four wings trembled precariously, and cracks appeared at the edge of the Sacred Judgment Hall's domain.

Izel bled from all seven orifices, and the exhaustion of his divine power caused his soul excruciating pain.

He gritted his teeth and continued to squeeze the primordial power out of the nascent godhood.

"I will never lose!"

Thirty million fire spirits rained down.

boom!

The sword of judgment in Faxiang's right hand snapped in two.

The flames of karmic emptiness clung to the Dharma image's chest, burning through its armor of holy light.

The relatives below stopped shouting.

They watched in horror as the invincible statue teetered on the brink of collapse amidst the rain of fire, and their faith began to falter.

Eighty million Fire Spirits.

The scales of justice shattered, and the more than thirty wings of the Dharma Image were burned to ashes by the multifaceted karmic fire.

The nascent divine form between Izel's brows let out a mournful cry, and cracks appeared on the surface of its crystals.

"No...this is impossible..." Izel's vision was blurred by blood, and her proud self-esteem was crushed by endless fear at this moment.

At last.

A total of one hundred million Calamity Fire Spirits tore through the barriers of the Thunderstorm Wasteland, descending upon the earth with the will to incinerate everything.

One hundred million high-density energy spheres were detonated simultaneously.

The ultimate destructive power surpasses the limits of hearing.

The sky over the thunderstorm wasteland vanished in an instant, replaced by a patch of light that devoured everything.

The million-meter-tall angelic image collapsed into a shower of light before this power, and was completely devoured by endless karmic fire.

The nascent form of the Judgment God dimmed and shrank back into Izel's body.

Izel spat out a mouthful of divine blood, and the holy flames around him went out.

He lost all his strength and, like a moth with broken wings, plummeted straight to the ground from a height of 100,000 meters.

boom!

Izel's body crashed into the crimson rock, creating a deep crater.

After the Dharma Form shattered, the 100 million Calamity Fire Spirits dispelled their spherical form.

They stretched their bodies in mid-air, transforming into flame demons with halos of multi-dimensional karmic fire hanging from their backs.

Fire Spirit landed.

The real calamity has arrived.

These fire spirits don't need to use any sophisticated tactics; they are walking sources of destruction.

A fire spirit fell into the formation of the ascetic spirits.

The multi-dimensional aura of fire behind it rotates, directly sucking away the air within a radius of 10,000 meters.

The extreme heat caused the heavy infantrymen's armor to melt rapidly, and molten iron was poured onto their flesh.

Another group of fire spirits rushed towards the Holy Spirit Mage Corps.

They opened their mouths wide and devoured the incoming holy light spells.

The multi-faceted karmic fire transformed the holy light into its own nourishment, and then spewed out a sea of ​​fire that covered an area of ​​hundreds of miles.

The radiant dragon in the sky tried to take off and escape, but was caught by a flaming whip thrown by the fire spirit and had its neck wrapped around.

They were dragged back to the ground and burned alive, turning into enormous skeletons.

Compared to the methods used by the Demon Eagle and Demon Blade Bat to create chaos through illusions and plagues, the Fire Spirit's killing is pure and efficient.

They burn matter, burn through souls, and burn away all living things that stand in their way.

The Holy Legion collapsed completely.

The gods fell, and the Dharma was shattered.

The pillar of faith in the hearts of these family members has collapsed.

"God has forsaken us..."

A high-ranking priest knelt in the sea of ​​fire, his eyes vacant.

He looked at his companions who were being engulfed by the flames, slowly drew the dagger from his waist, and plunged it into his heart.

The despair brought about by the collapse of faith is more unbearable than death itself.

Many fiercely independent Holy Flame Knights chose to leap off the dragon's back and plunge into the sea of ​​fire to commit suicide.

Many more family members from lower-class backgrounds completely lost their minds.

They dropped their weapons and ran aimlessly across the wasteland.

Some people knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly to the approaching fire spirit, begging it to have mercy and spare them.

Only relentless karmic fire responded to them.

The entire golden empire was reduced to a blazing inferno.

At the edge of the battlefield, tens of thousands of demonic vultures and demonic blade bats hovered in a safe zone unaffected by the flames.

They looked down at the fire spirit displaying its might, a hint of human-like dissatisfaction flashing in their eyes.

The largest of the demonic blade bats curled its beak and let out a cold snort.

It's very unhappy.

These raging hulking guys are too rude.

If you're going to fight a war, why burn all the lives to ashes?

The negative emotions these sacred creatures experience in despair and fear are their favorite food.

Now, things are looking up; the fire of diversified industries has already passed.

The matter, along with the soul and emotions, was burned to ashes, leaving not a single trace.

This is no way to steal credit!

The vultures echoed with a few cries, shaking the black flames off their feathers as a form of protest.

However, despite their protests, they dared not go down and reason with the Fire Spirit.

That's over a hundred million Calamity Fire Spirits.

If you really provoke these brainless arsonists, they might just roast them all too, and then who can you complain to?

The Demon Blade Bat's eyes darted around, fixing their gaze on the remnants of the defeated soldiers who had narrowly escaped the karmic fire at the edge of the battlefield.

If we can't have a proper meal, we can at least have some soup.

With a flap of its wings, it led its army of demonic birds into the void.

The next second, they appeared above the fleeing Holy Light's followers.

The real illusion has returned.

This time, the demonic birds intensified the torment of the illusion.

They want to squeeze out the last bit of sweetness from these leftovers.

In the deep pit.

Izel was charred black, six of his eight wings were broken, and the remaining two were just bare skeletons.

He vomited large amounts of blood, his vision blurred.

The divine power within his body had dried up, and the nascent divine form was severely damaged, rendering him unable to even perform the most basic self-healing.

Izel turned her neck with difficulty to look at the distant horizon.

The main force of the Black Calamity has finally arrived.

On the largest of the dark gold demon gods, a human figure sat upright.

It's Lin Yuan...