Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

The wasteland army has arrived.

Regardless of their formation, they charged directly at the Holy Light's followers who had managed to escape the inferno at the edge of the battlefield.

The Shadowblade slices open the throats of the ascetic spirits, while the Dark Beetle smashes the shield of the Lightbringer Priest.

They devoured flesh and blood with ravenous gulps, afraid that if they were too slow, not even a trace would be left.

The Fire Spirits are such brainless arsonists, they're so destructive.

Matter, soul, and energy were all burned clean by the multifaceted karmic fire.

If the Zerg don't seize this opportunity, their trip will have been in vain.

"roar!"

The tyrant strode forward, crushing the crimson rocks along its path, and charged toward the center of the battlefield.

It stretched out its six arms, grabbed several skeletons of Radiant Dragons that had not yet been completely burned, stuffed them into its mouth, and chewed them voraciously.

The rulers of the Styx River were equally unwilling to lag behind.

Blood-Stained Skeleton Fish swam in mid-air, and the withered bones clashed and clanged.

The necromancer sat upright on the back of the skeleton fish, its ghostly blue soul flames leaping.

They unleashed vast swathes of engulfing black mist, forcibly contaminating and assimilating the holy light particles that were attempting to reunite.

The entire thunderstorm wasteland turned into a gluttonous feast.

Lin Yuan sat on the tyrant's shoulder, looking down at the chaos below.

The tyrant walked step by step toward the meteorite crater deep in the wasteland.

The wasteland creatures along the way sensed the presence of the Creator and stopped their plundering.

The tyrant knelt on one knee, the source insect folded its wings, and the skeleton fish lowered its head.

They tacitly made way for Lin Yuan, leaving the dying deity at the bottom of the pit to deal with.

The tyrant walked to the edge of the pit and stopped.

Lin Yuan leaped down and landed steadily on the charred rocks.

Bottom of the pit.

Izel was covered in charred remains, and golden divine blood kept gushing from his wounds, only to be evaporated by the remaining high temperature.

Lin Yuan walked up to Izel and looked at this prodigy of the angel race.

"You're really stubborn." Lin Yuan smirked, his tone slightly teasing.

He glanced at Izel's miserable state and clicked his tongue in disbelief.

This guy is even more stubborn than that birdman with long black and purple hair at the banquet.

They actually dared to withstand a direct bombardment of 100 million Calamity Fire Spirits.

Under normal circumstances, even if a genius at the seventh level of demigod realm cannot win, they will definitely have many trump cards to protect their life.

If Izel is determined to run away and does so regardless of everything, Fire Spirit alone really can't stop him.

Lin Yuan was prepared to personally intercept him, but this guy directly activated his Dharma Form and confronted him head-on.

The consequences are obvious.

A complete and utter defeat.

Izel's last remaining consciousness sensed Lin Yuan's approach.

He moved his eyes, focusing his gaze on Lin Yuan's young face.

The excruciating pain was tearing at my nerves.

Izel's lips twitched suddenly, forcing out a strange smile.

He lost.

We suffered a crushing defeat, and we're even risking our lives here.

But a twisted sense of pleasure arose in Izel's heart.

With a monster like Lin Yuan around, the final outcome of this year's Blood Pact War among all races is already predetermined.

The other prodigies from other races didn't fare much better.

Especially his four "good teammates".

Misha, Austin... those bastards who wouldn't even lift a finger to help someone in distress.

They have irreconcilable conflicts with the human race.

At the banquet, Bai Ye trampled on the dignity of the Angel Gods.

Given Lin Yuan's ruthless methods, he would definitely skin those five guys alive, tear them apart, and grind their bones to dust.

"Kill them...kill them all..." Izel cursed inwardly.

Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow as he looked at the ugly smile on Izel's face.

Is this guy stupid?

He can still laugh even when he's about to die.

Lin Yuan was too lazy to speculate on the psychological state of a dying man.

He crouched down and looked directly into Izel's unfocused eyes.

"I'll give you a choice," Lin Yuan said. "Open your Divine Realm voluntarily, or I'll search your soul directly."

Izel's eyes widened.

Soul search!

He is a direct descendant of the angelic race, a son of the supreme true god.

This human dared to use such despicable means against him!

"You..." Izel hissed, his last shred of pride making him want to curse.

Before he could finish speaking...

Lin Yuan placed his large hand directly on Izel's head.

"Sigh, I talk too much nonsense." Lin Yuan shook his head.

The divine sense rushed directly into Izel's sea of ​​consciousness.

"ah--"

Izel let out an extremely piercing scream.

His body convulsed, his eyes rolled back, and golden divine blood flowed from his seven orifices.

The soul search lasted a full minute.

Lin Yuan released his grip.

Izel collapsed at the bottom of the pit, his eyes completely unfocused, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth, becoming a mere shell that could only breathe.

Lin Yuan stood up, closed his eyes, and quickly sorted through the information he had just plundered.

Fragments of memory flickered in my mind.

The internal situation of the Angel God Clan was clearly displayed before Lin Yuan's eyes.

This is a class-based race.

Bloodline determines everything.

Offspring like Izel, born into a prominent family and possessing pure divine blood, enjoy the highest level of resources from birth.

They are high and mighty, regarding the lower classes as ants.

Those angels with mixed bloodlines or from impoverished backgrounds could only become cannon fodder and tools.

They were deprived of opportunities for advancement and spent their entire lives providing nourishment for those in higher positions.

In her memory, Izel held that eight-winged angel named Austin in utter contempt.

Just because the other party came from the slums, even though they had awakened a mutated divine domain, they were still ostracized and suppressed by these aristocratic scions.

The Angel race is not only internally hierarchical, but also brutal to outsiders.

They conquered countless lower planes, branding the beings in those planes as slaves, turning them into cannon fodder and laborers.

Izel's family controls hundreds of mining planes, and hundreds of millions of slaves die of exhaustion in the mines every day.

The souls of these slaves would be extracted and refined into soul crystals for the angel gods to squander.

The Angel race is riddled with factions and infighting.

Izel's family has recently lost power in the Divine Council, and their resource allocation has been significantly reduced.

He entered the Blood Pact Arena this time bearing the heavy responsibility of reviving his family.

If he doesn't achieve outstanding results, he will be stripped of his status as heir when he returns.

Lin Yuan continued to peruse his memories.

He quickly discovered why Izel had left the group and gone to this stormy wasteland alone.

Opportunity.

An opportunity hidden here.

Lin Yuan opened his eyes, a smile playing on his lips.

They were really lucky.

Defeating a deity, seizing a batch of resources, and also seizing a great opportunity along the way.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Lin Yuan didn't delay any longer. With a thought, he activated [Creation Extraction].

The void is in turmoil.

Countless dark golden chains appeared out of thin air, clanging metallically, binding Izel, who had become an idiot.

The rules of creation and extraction have arrived.

Izel's broken body, depleted divine power, and shattered divine essence.

Under the strangulation of the dark gold chains, it was dismantled and stripped away inch by inch.

Matter and energy were forcibly decomposed, turning into countless golden specks of light flying in the sky.

A few seconds later, Izel completely disappeared from this world.

Only three strange halos of light remained suspended in mid-air, each emitting distinctly different fluctuations of law.

Lin Yuan raised his hand and gestured, and three halos of light slowly fell into his palm.

A semi-transparent panel appeared before my eyes.

[Extraction successful, obtained the divine concept term:]

[Entry 1: Divine Realm Talent - Domain of Judgment (Incomplete Divine Rank)]

[Attribute: Exclusive talent of the Divine Realm. After fusion, the combat power of all Light and Order-type lifeforms within the Divine Realm increases by 300%. Attacks from subordinates inflict true damage with Judgment, and cause an additional 50% Law Erosion to heretical targets. The core of the Divine Realm automatically evolves an Order Array, significantly increasing the strength of the Divine Realm's spatial barrier.]

[Entry 2: Prototype of Godhood - Judgment (Incomplete Godhood)]

[Attribute: A composite of Law Enlightenment. Contains the 'Law of Order,' 'Law of Light,' and 'Law of Punishment.' Upon fusion, it grants mastery of judgment characteristics, suppressing all chaotic forces.]

[Entry 3: Divine Fire Origin - Blazing Gold (Weak Divinity)]

[Attribute: Divine Fire Trait. After fusion, the user's divine power gains the effects of 'Armor Penetration' and 'Soul Burning'.]

"A prototype of the divine deity of judgment, that sounds interesting."

Izel's ability to condense a million-meter-tall angelic form from this nascent divine essence and withstand several rounds of fire spirit attacks is indeed unique.

Order provides the framework, light provides the energy, and punishment provides the killing power.

The combination of these three elements forms a new closed loop.

Lin Yuan directly chose to merge them all.

He sat cross-legged at the bottom of the pit, his hands holding three orbs of light.

Deep within the sea of ​​consciousness, the nascent forms of myriad divine essences slowly rotated.

The chaotic-colored crystals exuded a terrifying pressure that suppressed everything.

Lin Yuan was the first to integrate the [Divine Domain Talent - Domain of Judgment] into his own Divine Domain Core.

Within the Wasteland God Realm.

On the Divine Realm panel, a new piece of information has appeared in the [Divine Realm Sub-Talents] section.

Inside the Wasteland God Realm, above the sky.

Amidst the dark golden rain of spiritual energy, a sliver of pure white light appeared.

Countless phantoms of order arrays flashed through the void and disappeared, merging into the spatial barrier of the divine realm.

A moment later, [Divine Fire Origin - Blazing Gold] was poured into the Divine Power Pool.

The dark gold solid divine power crystals suspended around the divine fire had an additional layer of dazzling platinum luster on their surface.

Finally, the main event is here.

Lin Yuan guided the halo representing the [prototype of the God of Judgment] and slowly sent it into his sea of ​​consciousness.

As soon as the halo entered the sea of ​​consciousness, it felt the oppressive aura emanating from the nascent divine core of myriad paths.

The nascent divine form of judgment didn't even have the thought of struggling; it immediately withdrew all its light and obediently floated towards the Chaos Millstone.