Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

"come over."

Lin Yuan made a grabbing motion from a distance.

The dark golden power of the law directly clamped down on the dying tyrant, forcibly pulling it into the air above the volcanic zone.

The rage in the eyes of the tyrant transformed into extreme docility and fanaticism.

It seemed to realize what the Creator wanted to do, and without resistance, it voluntarily dissipated the last defensive mechanism on its body surface.

"Extraction from Creation".

Lin Yuan's eyes were cold as he unleashed his [Creation Extraction] power.

The dark gold chains pierced deep into the body of the tyrant.

The monstrous demon's mangled body was crushed into ashes.

Above Lin Yuan's palm, a fist-sized halo of conceptual light, flowing with deep black light and dark gold spots, was slowly pulsating.

[Hint: Ignoring the rules, extraction successful!]

[You have obtained the composite concept entry: Abyssal Living Liquid Gold (Epic Fragment/Specialized Version).]

[Affix Effect: Contains an extremely high concentration of abyssal metal genes and assimilation/devouring properties. Upon application to a target, the target will undergo a metallic metamorphosis into a life form, capable of autonomously devouring and fusing all ores, transforming them into a high-concentration stream of living metal.]

"Just an incomplete epic-level monster... Well, that makes sense, considering it's only a silver-tier berserker."

Lin Yuan looked at the halo in his palm, not disappointed.

That's enough to upgrade a silver-grade furnace.

He clenched his fist and hurled the conceptual halo at the mechanical furnace below.

"boom--!!!"

When the entry was incorporated into the blast furnace, the temperature of the entire volcanic zone suddenly surged.

An incredible change has begun.

The mechanical factory, originally made of cold steel and alloys, seemed to be given real life the moment it came into contact with the concept's aura.

The steel walls began to soften and creak.

A dark, liquid metal, like a sentient being, spread upwards from the base of the building.

"Click click click..."

The sounds of metal breaking and reforming were incessant.

Those rigid conveyor belts were melted down and reshaped into thick, dark metal intestines.

The robotic arm, hanging upside down from the dome, has fine barbs growing on its surface, and the gripper at the top has mutated into a series of large mouths covered with sharp alloy teeth.

The most crucial 100-meter-high blast furnace.

Its outer wall shows large, dark red, vascular-like patterns.

Each time magma is extracted from below, the blast furnace beats like a heart.

At the top of the blast furnace, a crack has opened up, forming a charging compartment that resembles the gaping maw of an abyss.

Purely mechanical industry.

At this moment, it is twisted into a chilling mechanical punk!

The dark golden light dissipated.

The building's new data unfolded before Lin Yuan's eyes.

[Building Name: Living Foundry Nest (Originally a Fully Automated Mechanical Furnace)]

[Rank: Half-step Platinum (with growth potential)]

[Function 1: Endless Devouring (The mechanical arm transforms into a predatory hand, automatically grabbing and devouring all ores, discarded weapons, and even metal debris within the divine realm.)]

[Function 2: Living Liquid Gold Purification (The Mother Nest Stomach will utilize leyline magma to melt and purify all the consumed impurity metals, transforming them into a high-level "Abyssal Living Liquid Gold Stream").]

[Function 3: Weapon/Rations Shaping (The purified liquid metal can be excreted through the maternal nest's intestines. It can be shaped into high-energy metal blocks for believers to consume directly, or into heavy abyssal weapons with a certain degree of self-repair capabilities.)]

Lin Yuan looked at the data and marveled.

You know what, this entry is actually quite useful.

Originally, it was an assembly line that could only produce scrap metal of the black iron grade.

Now it has directly transformed into a metal brute nest capable of autonomously feeding, digesting, and feeding back its own blood.

Lin Yuan issued the command to activate the mother nest.

"Buzz!"

Hundreds of mutated mechanical arms descended from the dome, opening their mouths wide to bite into the black iron ore and red copper crystals piled on the open ground.

With crunching sounds, the ore was thrown into the giant mouth at the top of the blast furnace.

A dark red light shone within the brood chamber.

Less than three minutes later.

The metal intestine beneath the ovary began to twitch.

Accompanied by thick, high-temperature steam, there were several thuds.

A dozen or so square, dark-glowing high-energy metal blocks were laid out.

Lin Yuan retrieved a piece from a distance, and it sank as soon as he touched it.

The impurities inside have been completely burned away.

What remains are all liquid metal solids that are most easily assimilated and absorbed by the violent demons.

This stuff is like a super tonic for a violent demon.

Having settled the production line, Lin Yuan shifted his gaze from the volcanic pouch to the [Star Spirit Gene Tablet] in the Blood Abyss Sea.

Beneath the stone tablet, 2000 elite tyrants lay quietly in wait behind the tyrant.

The living armor on its body remained hard, and its aura remained ferocious.

But as the ruler of this divine realm, Lin Yuan's spiritual power can descend to the microscopic level and perceive the fluctuations deepest in their souls.

Not right.

Lin Yuan frowned slightly.

In their field of vision, the soul fire of two thousand elite freaks had grown even stronger amidst their thirty-one-game winning streak.

Yet, at the edge of the firelight, there was a faint, irregular, scattered, and weary look.

Just like a sharp sword cutting through countless stubborn rocks, leaving a tiny nick in the blade.

Lin Yuan fell into deep thought.

In Star Chess, followers who are killed will indeed be resurrected completely unharmed, without any physical damage.

But the pain during combat, the fear of death, and the drain on mental energy when releasing skills.

These are all true stories.

This kind of high-intensity mental workload might not be noticeable after one or two times.

However, in the thirty-one consecutive matches, they constantly experienced life-or-death battles, and some of the Berserkers even died several times in the sandbox.

This accumulated burden directly affects the very essence of their souls.

"The law of 100% perfect simulation... it's not as absolutely lossless as it seems," Lin Yuan thought to himself.

Otherwise, this thing would be truly incredible.

If there were no cost, those ancient monsters that have lived for tens of thousands of years would be at risk.

They could simply throw their followers into the sandbox and let them die endlessly, and they would have already maxed out StarCraft.

Since there are hidden costs, we can't fight to the death.

There's no need to rush to get into the top 100 in the province.

There's still some time before the midterm exams and the province-wide student placement tests; it would be counterproductive to let our core strengths go to waste.

Let these elite troops rest for a few days, until their spiritual fatigue subsides, before launching the next match.

With his thoughts clear, Lin Yuan no longer hesitated.

Suspended above the sky, dark golden divine fire burned in his eyes.

"My family."

A cold, grand divine oracle resounded in the minds of every creature in the divine realm.

The tyrant was the first to kneel on one knee, his head bowed deeply.

Two thousand elite monstrous demons, sixty thousand ordinary monstrous demons, tens of thousands of blade-feathered demonic vultures, and poisonous miasma insectoids...

All living beings ceased their fighting and lay prostrate on the earth, awaiting the will of the Creator.

"The far north of the Divine Realm, the volcanic zone."

"I have established the forging nest."

"Followers of the tyrannical demon may go there to feed and arm themselves."

Lin Yuan's voice turned cold, carrying a strong threat of death.

"Those who approach the mother nest may only eat, but must not cause trouble."

"Any creature that dares to cause the slightest damage to the mother nest..."

"I will extract his soul and suppress it at the bottom of the sea of ​​blood, so that he may suffer the torment of fire and poison forever!"

boom!

The laws of lightning exploded in the sky.

Lin Yuan must establish rules.

The Living Forging Nest is located tens of thousands of meters away in a volcanic zone, outside the core defense perimeter of the Demon Basin.

Wasteland creatures are inherently driven by killing and devouring, and there is no explicit divine order to suppress them.

The Zerg or the Vultures can tear apart the mother hive at any time and devour it like a giant, high-energy metal block.

As the divine decree fell, all creatures let out a low growl of submission, etching the ironclad law deep into their genes.

Having arranged everything, Lin Yuan withdrew his consciousness from the divine realm.