Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

A deafening roar tore through the sky above the thunderstorm-stricken wasteland.

Lin Yuan stood thousands of miles away in the sky, looking down at the sky.

A dark blue energy storm erupted from the direction of the deep pit.

The shockwave swept in all directions, obliterating all the red rock layers, underground mineral veins, and lava rivers along its path.

The Azure Temple, along with its murals and hundreds of undead rock demons, was completely reduced to ashes.

Lin Yuan's eye twitched.

Luckily, I ran fast.

If I had been driven by greed and stepped into that temple in my true form, there wouldn't even be any ashes left.

An explosion of that magnitude would have been enough to vaporize him instantly.

If you really encounter this situation, you will be forced to trigger the divine spell [Withering and Flourishing - Reversal of Life and Death] to save your life.

The Blood Pact Arena has only just opened, and every card used is one less available.

"Sure enough, these old bastards who inherited their ways are incredibly cunning," Lin Yuan cursed inwardly.

To leave behind a mural that records history, they even need a self-destruct mechanism.

If you're not careful, you might die without even knowing how.

Lin Yuan was too lazy to delve into the ancient deity's thought process; all he could think about now was heartache.

The building materials of this deep blue temple remain intact despite the erosion of countless years.

Sell ​​them to those old scholars at Starry Sky University who do history research, and you'll easily get a huge amount of faith points and divine crystals in return.

Now it's all gone.

A huge fortune exploded into a firework before his eyes.

Lin Yuan clutched his chest, feeling a bit short of breath.

Capitalists cannot tolerate property loss.

Just as Lin Yuan was heartbroken.

Deep within the sea of ​​consciousness, the nascent divine essence trembled slightly.

A call from the unseen realm, transmitted through the bond of faith, reached his mind.

Lin Yuan frowned.

He closed his eyes and traced the source of the call.

It is a group of liquid gold crabs.

These are the crabs who broke away from the wasteland army and went out on their own to seek opportunities.

Lin Yuan carefully read the spiritual messages they conveyed.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, a strange light flashing in them.

These metal crabs are really lucky.

They found a rare treasure trove of resources in a secluded folded space far away from the Blood Pact Field.

It was a natural treasure trove for nurturing metals.

It contains a vast amount of liquid metal containing ultimate elements. It includes liquid metals of all properties, such as Geng metal, Gui water, and Li fire.

When the liquid gold crab swarms conquered that habitat.

As a result, trouble came knocking.

Several alien deities happened to pass by and discovered this treasure land.

After reading the information, Lin Yuan's lips curled into a cold smile.

An aura of danger emanated from him.

The surrounding air temperature plummeted, and the void seemed to distort slightly.

Robbery?

He's very familiar with this business.

The code of conduct in the Wasteland God Realm has always been that they take what others have.

An unnamed fire ignited in Lin Yuan's eyes.

The explosion at the Azure Temple had just caused him to lose a great deal of wealth, and he was seething with anger.

Now, things have gotten really bad; a few foolish alien deities have willingly walked right into the line of fire.

Although the Liquid Gold Crab is at the bottom of the food chain in the Wasteland God Realm, Lin Yuan wouldn't even blink an eye if millions of them died.

Within the Wasteland God Realm, survival of the fittest prevails, life and death are predestined, and everything depends on one's own abilities.

But this is not the Wasteland God Realm, it is the Blood Pact Arena of All Races!

A few bastards who popped out of some unknown galaxy dared to touch Lin Yuan's family.

court death.

Lin Yuan snorted coldly.

He spared a sliver of his attention to check the situation inside the divine realm passage.

Within Izel's Holy Kingdom, the Wasteland army has already plundered almost everything.

Zerg, Skeleton Fish, Fire Spirits, and other allies.

They were carrying large bags of spoils into the Wasteland God Realm, returning to the Blood Pact Arena in the real world.

At the edge of the deep pit in the Thunderstorm Wasteland, a dark mass of Wasteland kin quickly gathered.

Leading a large army on a journey is too slow.

The situation at the liquid gold crab colony is urgent; every second we delay will result in more casualties.

Lin Yuan raised his right hand and clenched it in the air.

Divine Realm Passage, Reversed!

The wasteland army, which had originally returned to the Blood Pact Arena, felt an irresistible pull.

Zerg army, Bloodlust Specters, Calamity Fire Spirits...

They were all swept into the passage and fell back onto the wasteland of the divine realm.

Below the deep pit.

The tyrant was squatting on the ground, idly picking at his toes.

Suddenly, the suction force arrived.

The tyrant's thousand-meter-tall body was lifted off the ground and flew into the air.

Its dark golden eyes were wide open, and its six arms were flailing wildly in the air.

Completely bewildered.

Completely bewildered, it plunged headfirst into the spatial rift and rolled back into the Blood Abyss Sea of ​​the Wasteland God Realm.

Lin Yuan took back all his family members.

Beneath their feet, the dark silver star-studded boots burst forth with dazzling light.

He reached out and pulled off the Dark Annihilation Cloak draped over his shoulders, disappearing into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Hiding?

no need.

Lin Yuan only wants to kill people now.

Stepping on stars and shrinking the earth to an inch, each flash spans thousands of miles.

He no longer concealed his presence.

A dark red figure moved swiftly through the sky above the Blood Pact Arena.

A murderous aura filled the air.

The native magical beasts along the way sensed this aura and all lay on the ground trembling, not daring to look directly at it.

Lin Yuan's gaze was icy as he looked ahead.

Anyone who dares to block his way, he will kill.

……

The sky above the Blood Pact Field is shrouded in mist year-round.

Today, this layer of fog has torn open a vacuum channel that stretches for tens of thousands of miles.

Lin Yuan's figure moved quickly through the passage.

Ahead, a continuous black mountain range stretched across the middle of the road.

Millions of black-scaled pterosaurs circled above the mountains.

This is an extremely fierce native social magical beast in the Blood Pact Arena, with a very strong sense of territory.

Sensing Lin Yuan's unbridled aura approaching, the pterosaur leader let out a roar.

Tens of thousands of black-scaled pterosaurs flapped their wings simultaneously, spewing out jet-black dragon breath, attempting to stop this reckless intruder.

Lin Yuan's speed did not decrease at all.

His eyes were cold, and his right hand was loosely clenched.

The crimson blood sword appeared out of thin air.

"roll!"

A single word, "Get out," echoed across the mountains.

Lin Yuan casually swung his sword.

The laws of war and the aura of the end converged on the blade, unleashing a dark red sword beam that stretched for thousands of feet.

The sword's edge tore through the poisonous net with overwhelming force, slashing into the swarm of pterosaurs.

A single, fatal blow; there was no doubt about it.

Wherever the sword light swept, black-scaled winged dragons were annihilated, their souls turning into nothingness under the aura of the end.

The ferocity in the pterosaur leader's eyes instantly turned into fear.

It flapped its wings desperately, trying to escape this killing god.

Too late.

Lin Yuan smashed its body to pieces, creating a shower of blood, and continued speeding toward his destination.