Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

In the fourth century of the Wasteland God Realm.

Underground nest.

The massive Zerg mother slumped limply on her fleshy sac.

The surrounding area was littered with the metal wings of the Demon Eagle, the remains of the Bone Blade Bat, and the broken giant pincers of the Liquid Gold Crab.

Tens of thousands of worker insects lined up in a long queue, continuously feeding this high-level flesh and blood into the mother's mouthparts.

The mother chewed vigorously, causing stomach acid to churn.

Gene extraction and sequence recombination.

"hiss--"

The mother let out a roar, and the ovipositor at her tail twitched frequently.

Giant insect eggs covered with black and gold patterns poured out.

The Zerg Overlord stood on a nearby rock wall, his silver exoskeleton reflecting a faint light in the dim underground.

Its narrow compound eyes stared intently at the batch of newly hatched eggs.

Click.

The insect eggs ruptured.

A new generation of soldier insects, measuring 1.5 meters in length, crawled out.

Its appearance has undergone a complete transformation.

The uranium shell on its body surface becomes thinner and tougher.

The soldier insect opened its mouth, revealing an extremely complex bone resonance cavity deep within its mouthparts, which were originally covered with barbs.

This is the infrasonic organ of the bone-bladed bat.

Moreover, the soldier insect's limbs became thicker, and wisps of grayish-white death energy flowed around the joints.

A perfect blend.

After the Zerg devoured the flesh and blood of countless sky and sea creatures.

Finally, they incorporated the opponent's superior genes into their own sequence.

They reproduced generation after generation, each generation stronger than the last.

Ten years.

The Zerg population has officially recovered to its peak of tens of millions.

The Insect King raised the dark gold arm blades on both arms and slashed fiercely in a cross pattern.

Sparks flew everywhere.

The commanding roar echoed along the insect network throughout the outer reaches of the divine realm.

The long-dormant insect swarm has stirred into action.

A large area of ​​carbonized crust collapsed, and a sea of ​​millions of insects burst forth from the ground.

This time, they no longer launch sneak attacks, nor do they need to overwhelm their prey with sheer numbers.

They want to confront it head-on.

The Zerg army split into two groups.

Five million soldier insects vibrated the metallic membranous wings on their backs.

It transformed into a dark, golden cloud, hurtling straight towards the battlefield of the heavy metal poison cloud in the sky.

high in the air.

Hundreds of thousands of black-gold bladed-feathered demonic vultures are patrolling their territory.

Seeing the swarm of insects rising below, the vultures let out disdainful cries.

Last time was an accident; if they hadn't happened to be fighting the Yaksha to the death, they would have been severely injured.

We won't be taken advantage of by these insects.

Now that it dares to fly so high, let's see how I deal with it.

The leader of the demonic vultures folded its wings and led a million of its kind in a swooping descent.

Metal wings sliced ​​through the air, creating continuous sonic booms.

Faced with the swarm of swooping vultures, the Zerg in the air neither scattered nor spewed poisonous miasma.

The insects hovered in mid-air, their mouths all open.

The bony resonant cavity in the throat vibrated violently.

Om-!

Five million infrasound waves converged, forming a transparent ripple wall visible to the naked eye in mid-air.

The swooping flock of vultures crashed headfirst into the infrasound wall.

There was no sound of any physical collision.

The tens of thousands of demonic vultures at the forefront froze in mid-air.

Their eyeballs shattered, and their internal organs beneath the metallic feathers turned into a pool of blood under the extremely high-frequency resonance.

A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the sky.

The formation of the eagles quickly collapsed, and they plummeted to the ground like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

The swarm of bone-blade bats hiding deep in the clouds were dumbfounded.

Isn't this our specialty? How come these crawling bugs on the ground know it too?

The Boneblade Bat leader let out a shriek and led millions of its kind out of the clouds.

They attempted to suppress the swarm with more advanced infrasound.

However, a layer of grayish-green sound-absorbing gel quickly appeared on the surface of the carapace of the new generation of Zerg.

The bone-blading bat's infrasound waves hit it, but it was like throwing a stone into the sea, with no reaction whatsoever.

The insect swarm launched a counterattack.

Five million insects flapped their wings faster, their back feathers slicing through the sky.

They charged directly into the swarm of bone-blade bats, engaging in a fierce close-quarters battle.

The insect's sharp feathers severed the bat's bony wings, and its deathly limbs pierced the bat's chest.

The sky overlord was forced into a series of defeats.

On the other side, the battlefield of the River Styx.

Five million Zerg soldiers arrived at the shore in a mighty procession.

They plunged headlong into the dark red, stagnant waters of the underworld.

The river water was boiling.

The scarlet flying bladefish and the vibrating liquid crab, which were underwater, originally intended to use their underwater advantage to strangle the insect swarm.

But they discovered in despair that the deathly aura emanating from the exoskeletons of these new insects was even more intense than their own.

The corrosive effects of stagnant water are completely ineffective against the Zerg.

A bony fish opened its large mouth, full of sharp teeth, and bit the abdomen of a soldier insect.

The soldier insect neither dodged nor avoided, but instead used its segmented limbs to tightly embrace the bone fish.

With its mouth opening, highly concentrated acidic venom is poured directly into the gills of the bony fish.

The bone fish struggled frantically, and the ghostly flames flickered violently, eventually turning into a pile of white bones under the corrosive effects of the strong acid.

The liquid gold crab swung its giant pincers, accompanied by spatial collapse, and smashed down.

The insects vibrate their membranous wings underwater, using the water flow to accelerate and skillfully avoid being attacked by pincers.

It burrowed into the joints of the giant pincers and greedily devoured the living metallic flesh inside the liquid gold crab.

The ocean's overlord was also utterly defeated.

From heavy casualties at the beginning to the current evenly matched struggle.

The Zerg become stronger and more ferocious with each battle.

For once, the eagles and bone-blade bats in the sky stopped their infighting.

Several leaders of the Demon Eagles flew to the front of several other leaders of the Bone Blade Bats.

All the arch-rivals exchanged a glance in mid-air.

There was no communication, but a consensus was reached.

If we don't join forces, we'll all be eaten by these insects.

The liquid gold crabs and bone fish underwater made the same decision.

Sky creatures and marine creatures have formed a temporary insect-resistant defense line for the first time ever.

The eagles hold off the swarms of insects during the day, while the bone-blade bats use infrasound to disrupt them at night.

Liquid gold crabs build walls of flesh along the shore, while bone fish use their flying blades to strangle prey in the shallow waters.

By banding together for mutual support, the combined air and naval forces managed to barely halt the large-scale expansion of the Zerg.

The battle has reached a strange stalemate.

……

The battle raged fiercely on the outskirts of the divine realm.

The tyrannical demons in the center of the basin were so bored they were practically growing hair.

Ever since the tyrant took 50,000 core elites into seclusion.

The remaining 700,000-plus monstrous beasts became completely disorganized "street thugs".

They usually roam around the basin.

When hungry, they go to the far north to collect metal embryos; when idle, they seek out the calamity fire spirits in the crater for group battles.

As for how the insects and birds on the periphery were fighting, they didn't care at all.

In the eyes of the violent demons, they were all insignificant ants fighting each other, not even qualified to be their sparring partners.

until a certain day.

In the far north, beneath the Living Forging Mother Nest.

The nest roared and released a high-level metal embryo as tall as a small mountain.

The underground carbonized rock layer suddenly loosened.

Dozens of small, extremely agile special mutant insects emerged.

They opened their mouths wide and swallowed several of the largest metal embryos in one gulp.

Without hesitation, he turned and crawled back into the hole, quickly sealing the passage with acid.

This is a new order issued by the Insect King.

The surrounding flesh and blood resources can no longer meet the evolutionary needs of the insect army, so they must infiltrate the central basin.

If you can't beat the tyrant, then steal it.

After half an hour.

More than a hundred enormous Titans lined up in neat rows and arrived at the foot of the Mother Nest.

They carried large basins made of condensed liquid metal, ready to eat.

The Titan Fiend leading the way glanced down at the empty ground.

Then I looked at the several burrows on the ground that still smelled of acid and insects.

The Titan Demon was stunned.

It rubbed its eyes and checked again.

The food is gone.

My food got stolen!

"roar!!!"

A roar of extreme rage resounded across the far north.

The Titan Fiend crushed the metal basin in his hand, his dark golden eyes spitting out tangible fury.

The hundred or so monstrous demons around them also realized what was happening, and they were all so angry that they beat their chests and stamped their feet.

What kind of class do you have to dare to sneak into the territory of the tyrants to steal food?

How could I possibly tolerate this?!

The news quickly spread throughout the entire Violent Demon community.

More than 700,000 street thugs and rioters are enraged.

We usually ignore you, do you really think we're easy targets?

There was no tyrant to suppress it.

This group of already over-energetic freaks let loose and went wild.

On the edge of the basin, a grand "swearing-in ceremony for the expedition" was held on an impromptu basis.

Tens of thousands of high-ranking gold-tier berserkers gathered together, their emotions running high.

A Titan with dark red scars on its face (Scarface) emerged.

It crushed a boulder with one foot, looked around, and struck a very imposing pose.

"Roar!" (Listen up, everyone! From today onwards, I am the new commander-in-chief! Follow me, let's flatten the insect nest and reclaim our food!)

As soon as he finished speaking, a Shadow Demon with a slicked-back hairstyle (made of solidified liquid metal) emerged from the shadows beside him.

The slick-haired man sneered, rubbing his two arm blades together, sparks flying.

"Awooo!" (Who do you think you are? When it comes to speed and assassination, I am the strongest! I should lead this team, I am the true king!)

"Bang!"

Another exceptionally robust Titan Fiend punched the man with the slicked-back hair right in the face.

"Roar!" (Stop talking nonsense, whoever has the bigger fist calls the shots! I'm going to take the throne today!)

Tens of thousands of monstrous demons almost started fighting over who would be their leader before setting off on their expedition.

Finally, in order to get rid of the bugs before mealtime.

This group of violent demons, each unwilling to submit to the others, barely reached a temporary agreement: whoever kills the most insects on the battlefield will become the new leader.

A massive army of tens of thousands of demon slayers marched towards the border of the divine realm.

……

On the border of the divine realm, in an underground insect hive.

The Insect King sensed the abnormal vibrations on the ground.

It crawled out of the ground and looked into the distance with its compound eyes.

Tens of thousands of dark, monstrous demons surged forward like bulldozers, crushing everything in their path.

The mountain collapsed and the earth's crust shattered.

Without any hesitation, the Insect King immediately issued the order.

Millions of Zerg soldiers returned to defend, forming an impenetrable defensive formation.

The demon-slaying army has arrived.

Scarface was at the forefront, activating its heavy armor form and expanding to twelve meters in size.

"roar!"

It didn't even glance at the swarm of insects in front of it, and stomped down on it.

Boom!

The earthquake trembled.

Before the thousands of new-generation soldier insects could even let out a scream, they were trampled into a pile of green juice.

The swarm retaliates.

Countless insects spewed high concentrations of strong acid and toxic gas, with infrasound waves weaving into a web.

However, when it hits a Gold-tier Titan Berserker, it can't even break through the layer of living liquid gold armor.

The man with the slicked-back hair transformed into a shadow and charged into the swarm of insects.

With its sharp blades, it cut thousands of insects into pieces in an instant, just like a lawnmower.

The insects tried to surround it with their membranous wings, but they couldn't even touch its afterimage.

Tens of thousands of monstrous hordes moved through the massive Zerg swarm as if it were nothing, and it looked like they were about to sweep through the entire Zerg defenses.

The Insect King, standing at the rear, sensed the deadly danger and prepared to personally intervene to buy time.

Just then, a scene that was both laughable and absurd unfolded.

Scarface crushed a worm leader, turned around, and roared at the monstrous demons behind him.

"Roar!" (See that? This is my power! I've got this insect field all to myself, from now on you all have to call me boss!)

Big Back Hair had just finished slicing through a wave of bugs when he heard this and became unhappy.

It flashed behind Scarface and kicked him in the lower back.

"Awooo!" (What are you pretending to be so arrogant about! I crippled that bug first, and you think you can take over just because you got lucky?)

Scarface stumbled and turned to glare at Big Back Hair.

"Roar!" (You're asking for it!)

The two gold-tier berserkers started fighting right in the middle of the swarm of insects.

Scarface swung his fist, the size of a sandbag, and punched the slick-haired man in the chest.

The slick-haired man swung his knife backhand twice, slashing at the scarred man's shoulder, sparks flying everywhere.

The surrounding tyrants, seeing this, thought, "This is outrageous!"

The bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish. Today, I'm going to be the Grand Commander!

A third tyrant has joined the battle.

The fourth head, the fifth head...

Less than ten minutes.

Tens of thousands of monstrous demons that had come to fight the insectoid race simply abandoned the insectoids.

Surrounded by millions of insects, they were fighting amongst themselves.

Liquid gold flew everywhere, a mix of fists and sharp blades.

The deafening roars were all lines of insults and vying for the "throne".

The insects on the periphery were dumbfounded.

The Insect King was also dumbfounded.

It withdrew its order to prepare for the battle and quietly watched the group of brain-dead monsters fight each other.

This internal power struggle farce lasted for a full day and night.

Tens of thousands of monstrous demons fought until they were exhausted, and neither could subdue the other.

Scarface sat on the ground, his face bruised and swollen, and waved his hand.

"Roar..." (I'm done fighting, this team is unmanageable, let's disband!)

The man with the slicked-back hair spat out a mouthful of saliva mixed with metal and snorted coldly.

"Aww!" (Everyone go home, back to your mothers, see you tomorrow in the far north for a meal!)

Tens of thousands of monstrous demons dusted themselves off and stood up.

Without even glancing at the stunned swarm of insects around them, they walked back to the central basin, arm in arm, grumbling and cursing.

The insect nests were left in disarray, and the insect king lay disheveled in the wind.

……

This is insane!

The Insect King hissed in his mind.

But after confirming that the group of evil spirits had really left, a smug glint flashed in the Insect King's eyes.

These monsters are terrifying in terms of combat power.

But they had absolutely no discipline; they were just a bunch of disorganized individuals fighting their own battles.

As long as you don't actively cross their bottom line, the Zerg are absolutely safe.

The second half of the fourth century has officially begun.

There was no devastating blow from the tyrant.

The Zerg are entering a golden age of development.

They continued to sweep around the outskirts of the divine realm, suppressing the combined naval and air forces to the point that they dared not show themselves.

With a large amount of resources piled up.

The Insect King's size was compressed to two meters, and intricate law patterns appeared on its silvery-white carapace.

The Insect King stood atop a high mountain, looking down upon the Insect Empire below.

Ambition swelled in its compound eyes.

It believes that it should give the Zerg a few hundred more years.

Perhaps it can really shake those brainless monsters in the central basin.