Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Within the chaotic realm of 100,000 meters, the fire of origin and the energy of the end intertwined and churned.

far away.

The three deities, Youfeng, Jialou, and Fengling, hovered in mid-air, watching the tens of thousands of followers that appeared in front of Lin Yuan.

All three of them stopped breathing at the same time.

The quantity is too small.

In contrast, their allied forces, numbering in the billions and covering the sky, are a stark contrast to the vast, multi-billion-dollar coalition they possess.

These tens of thousands of family members are nothing more than a ripple in the ocean.

However, the aura emanating from these tens of thousands of followers caused the three deities to feel a sense of unease.

A uniform epic peak!

Especially the terrifying giant shadow standing at the very front.

Standing thousands of meters tall, its dark golden muscles resembled a cast-metal mountain range.

Half-step into the legendary realm!

Youfeng's eye twitched.

"Is this guy... specially trained to be an elite retainer?" Garuda's voice trembled, and his six wings flapped uneasily in the air.

Among the myriad races of the starry sky, there are indeed deities who follow an extreme elite path.

They abandoned a vast number of individuals and poured all their resources into creating just a handful.

However, this route is extremely risky; once the elite troops are killed, the foundation of the divine realm will collapse.

This human being actually dares to send only tens of thousands of his family members in a war of this scale?

Lin Yuan stood above the sea of ​​primordial fire, looking at the alien army in the distance, his eyes completely calm.

He did not continue to expand the divine realm passage.

Within the Wasteland God Realm, there are still billions of dependents ravenously awaiting their arrival.

He could flood this folded space at any time if he wanted to.

But he didn't want to do that.

This Gengjin mountain range, along with the Lihuo lake and Guishui river below, contains the ultimate metal of various attributes.

This is a great resource.

If billions of troops were to swarm in, unleashing a barrage of various laws, this blessed land would surely be reduced to ruins.

More importantly, Lin Yuan wanted to take this opportunity to test the true level of the top combat force in the Wasteland God Realm.

Demon, Zerg, Fire Spirit.

"Go."

Lin Yuan issued a divine decree.

"Destroy them."

"Destroy all enemy allies you see before you, in your favorite way."

At this point, Lin Yuan turned to the group of Fire Spirit Kings to the east, who resembled miniature suns, and gave them a special instruction:

"Fire Spirit, hold back a bit. Don't burn down the mines and lakes below. I need to keep them for research after we're done."

The oracle descended.

The Fire Spirit King's body trembled.

Should we ease up a bit?

The thousands of Fire Spirit Kings looked at each other, their flames flickering, appearing frustrated.

They can only forcibly suppress the boiling fire element within their bodies and control the temperature.

They were afraid that if they weren't careful, they might melt the Gengjin Mountain range below into molten iron.

In stark contrast to the frustration of the Fire Spirit King.

Above the End River, the Twelve-Winged Insect King heard the divine decree and was so excited that he almost roared to the sky.

Its compound eyes gleamed with a fanatical light.

"hiss--!"

The Insect King let out an excited hiss, and its twelve wings fluttered.

Behind it, a massive army of thousands of the most elite Source Worms surged forth.

The Insect King was overjoyed.

It's worth noting that in previous wars between gods, the Zerg were always the last resort, appearing at the very end.

Each time, it was the Demon Clan that charged into battle, while the Fire Spirit Clan provided fire support.

The Zerg can only pick up the scraps and clean up the battlefield from the back.

But today!

The Overlord actually summoned it alone, along with the leaders of the three races: Fire Spirit and Demon!

What does this tell us?

The Insect King's highly developed brain was working at a rapid pace.

This is absolutely a competition deliberately arranged by the Overlord!

The Overlord wants to see who is truly the number one race in the Wasteland God Realm!

Those big guys from the Fire Spirits?

The Insect King sneered inwardly.

The Fire Spirit Clan is no longer a threat.

Their power has now become the source of the Zerg's evolution.

The more intense the opponent's flames, the greater the potential of the Zerg newborn.

Fire Spirits are nothing more than stepping stones for the evolution of the Zerg.

The only one the Insect King truly feared and most wanted to surpass was the Tyrannosaurus Clan standing at the forefront!

It has waited far too long for this day.

The Insect King, through the will of the swarm, issued a death order to all the source insects.

"Give it your all! Tear everything in front of you to shreds!"

"Let the Overlord see for himself who is the most perfect killing weapon in the Divine Realm!"

"The Demon Race has held the position of the number one race in the Divine Realm for far too long. Today, it's time for us, the Insect Race, to take the throne!"

The Insect army received the Insect King's will and went into a frenzy.

They were the first to break out of the chaotic realm and head straight for the alien alliance in the distance.

Just as the Insect King was full of vigor and preparing to make great strides.

A cold, violent gaze suddenly fell on its back.

The tyrant slowly turned his head.

The big head stared at the insect king.

His two dark golden eyes revealed hostility.

As the absolute overlord of the Wasteland God Realm, the Tyrant always felt that the old bug with twelve wings next to it was...

It kept thinking about things that really annoyed it.

The tyrant snorted coldly, and two streams of scorching dark golden air shot out from his nostrils.

Upon meeting the tyrant's gaze, the Insect King's arrogant demeanor vanished without a trace.

It turned its head and gave the tyrant a fawning smile.

Although it's difficult for an insect to make human expressions on its face, it manages to bend its huge compound eyes into crescent shapes.

Seeing the Insect King's appearance, the Tyrant's anger subsided slightly.

I can't be bothered with this slippery old bug.

The Lord God is watching from behind, and the primary task is to wipe out these ignorant ants in front of us.

As for the insect king that greatly displeased it, it will have plenty of time to deal with it slowly after returning to the divine realm.

Originally, it wanted to go into the insect nest because the old insect had offended it.

As a result, in order to break through the barrier of the legendary level, it has been in seclusion and cultivating in the Sumeru World of the Divine Tree.

Day after day, year after year.

Endure the terrifying pressure of the divine tree and absorb the purest energy.

However, the threshold of the legendary rank is like an insurmountable chasm, firmly blocking its progress.

The inability to break through made the tyrant's temper extremely volatile.

Now, this old bug actually dares to show that provocative look in front of it, which is undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.

"It needs to be dealt with."

The tyrant secretly swore an oath in his heart.

"After this battle is over, I'm going to pluck all twelve of its wings and roast them to eat!"

The Insect King, not far away, suddenly shivered.

It glanced furtively at the tyrant and felt a chill run down its spine.

It has never experienced such a creepy feeling since it was born.

"This big guy... could he have some ill intentions towards me?" the Insect King muttered to himself.

It quickly ordered the Source Worm army to fight even harder, attempting to use its victories to cover up its inner panic.

The tyrant ignored the insect king.

It raised its head and let out a roar.

"roar--!"

The thousands of elite tyrants behind him roared in unison.

The tyrant used both legs to smash directly into the ranks of the alien alliance.

The battle erupted instantly.

far away.

Youfeng, Jialou, and Fengling watched as tens of thousands of their followers stormed into their camp like tigers among sheep, causing their minds to briefly freeze.

Tens of thousands to tens of billions.

This should have been a ridiculous joke.

But now, watching that four-headed, eight-armed demon rampage through the allied forces.

Watching the swarm of black insects tear through all defenses, watching those miniature suns radiate despairing heat.

An absurd illusion arose in the hearts of the three deities.

They believed that these tens of thousands of family members could truly slaughter their army of hundreds of billions!

This sense of absurdity, accompanied by an unfathomable fear, gripped their hearts tightly.

You Feng gritted his teeth, his facial muscles twitching.

Fight!

There was no way to retreat.

When fear reaches its extreme, it transforms into hysterical madness.

Youfeng suddenly turned his head, and his hands reached out, transforming into two enormous ghostly claws.

It grabbed directly at the two divine crystal mountains in front of Garuda and Feng Ling, which had not yet finished burning.

"Brother Youfeng! What are you doing!" Jialou exclaimed in surprise.

"Leave it to me!"

With bloodshot eyes, You Feng ignored the two's protests and forcibly seized all the divine crystals.

"I'm going to fight to the death!"

Before he could finish speaking, You Feng opened his mouth wide and bit his own tongue.

A large mouthful of divine blood containing the power of a seventh-level demigod gushed out and splashed onto the mountain of divine crystals.

Boom!

The divine crystal emitted a dazzling dark purple light upon contact with the divine blood.

The dark purple divine pattern between Youfeng's brows shone with an unprecedented brilliance.

He began to burn the divine blood within his body, forcibly overdrawing his life force.

The atmosphere, which had already plummeted to rock bottom, began to rise steadily under this self-destructive outburst.

The divine talent, driven by the life force, was elevated to a whole new level!

A dark purple halo, ten times thicker than before.

Centered on Youfeng, it spread out with a roar, covering all the shadow minions below.

A miracle, or rather a nightmare, is playing out once again.

The battlefield below.

The Shadow Elite who have completed a transformation in their life level and whose rank has changed.

Stimulated by this enhanced aura, the energy surged once again.

The Void Lord's horn on its forehead became even sharper, and its arm blades were wreathed in a dense aura of destruction. With each swing, it left cracks in the void that would never heal.

The Nightmare Spirit's fleshy wings expanded to a hundred meters wide, and two more pairs were added. The color of its fear aura was extremely deep, easily affecting the surrounding spatial structure.

Night Stalker.

During their first metamorphosis, shadowy snake tails materialized from their lower bodies.

Now, the shadow serpent's tail has become incredibly thick, its scales shimmering with a metallic sheen.

What's truly astonishing are the mid-level dependents and the lowest-level cannon fodder.

These are creatures that can only serve as cannon fodder and have limited potential.

Stimulated by this extreme aura, it even ushered in a transformation at the level of life.

In the Shadow Goblin faction.

These golden-rank, short and timid creatures now have bloodshot eyes and torn muscles.

Their size increased dramatically, directly exceeding the five-meter limit.

Sharp bone spurs pierce through the spine, forming natural bony armor.

The poisoned crossbow in his hands melted and merged with his arms, transforming into two bone hand cannons capable of continuously firing shadow energy projectiles.

Shadow Thug!

The entire Shadow Army's combat power reached an unprecedented peak.

The most direct effect of the increased combat power is to wash away the fear that the Shadow Familiars have of Lin Yuan's domain.

Strength gives them the courage to face death.

You Feng's face was ashen, and divine blood continued to drip from his body.

The loss of vitality made him feel dizzy, but his eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.

Youfeng looked down at the newly transformed and imposing Shadow Army.

This is his true trump card.

This is the true strength of the Shadow God Clan's seventh-level demigod prodigy.

So what if there are tens of thousands of epic peaks?

So what if I'm only half a legend?

Faced with sheer numbers and the power of collective dimensional ascension, everything else is nothing but clay and earthenware!

You Feng raised his head and looked at Lin Yuan in the distance.

He clenched his teeth, and blood seeped from his gums.

He swung his right hand forward, his fingertips pointing directly at Lin Yuan's head.

"kill!"

"Kill them all!"