Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Deep within the Blackwater Continent.

Thick, black fog churned and surged, obscuring all light.

This place has long since departed from the realm of normal continents, becoming a pure abyss of devouring beings.

Two hundred million liquid gold crabs lay dormant in the darkness, their spatial stomachs operating at full speed.

Chu Xiaoxiao has been fighting all the way, and the resources she has provided are simply too many.

The remains of tens of millions of light-forged behemoths under Shur's command, and the severed limbs of hundreds of millions of battle angels.

Shadow fragments of the Shadow Gods, broken wings of the Winged Ones, and mountains of mechanical scrap metal.

These resources account for two-thirds of the total amount consumed by the liquid gold crab recently.

Abundant, overflowing energy surged within the liquid gold crab's body.

The Devouring Path was pushed to its limit.

The rules of the mist act as the perfect millstone, crushing the outer shell of all matter and extracting its most essential essence.

The liquid gold crab family is about to experience an unprecedented feast.

They are naturally adept at plundering.

Now that resources are plentiful, the advanced laws and special abilities contained in the wreckage naturally become excellent nourishment for their evolution.

The first thing to undergo a qualitative change was Chu Xiaoxiao's core mechanical plague.

The creatures native to the Wasteland God Realm are all too familiar with plagues.

The mechanical plague invaded the liquid gold crab's body, but instead of causing damage, it did not.

Instead, like a wanderer returning home, they quickly intertwined and merged with the wasteland bloodline of the Liquid Gold Crab.

On the dark gold carapace surface, eerie blue patterns began to spread.

A liquid gold crab of the ruling class opened its giant pincers, the tips of which gleamed with a cold, eerie blue light.

It caught a piece of the remains of a light-cast Behemoth.

The dark blue patterns extended upwards, penetrating the interior of the wreckage.

In just a few seconds, the wreckage grew fine metal barbs, and its internal structure was reorganized.

Mechanical assimilation.

The Liquid Gold Crab clan has successfully stripped away and mastered this terrifying method of infection.

They even combine their own fog-dissolving rules to make this assimilation even more domineering.

Once contaminated, the enemy's flesh and soul will suffer from the dual erosion of machinery and mist.

Assimilation is far from over.

The remains of the Angel God's remnants contain a high purity of Holy Light Dissolving Power.

Within the flesh and blood of the Shadow Gods lies the stealthy rule of the Shadow Dimension.

Deep within the bones of the Winged Race, the secrets of cutting through secondary spaces are etched.

The liquid gold crabs accepted everything without question.

They discarded the dross and retained the most essential fragments of the law, forcibly imprinting them on the inner wall of the spatial stomach.

The size of ordinary liquid gold crabs has begun to shrink.

They shed their excess metal shells, making their bodies more streamlined.

Along the edges of the eight long legs, jagged spatial cracks emerged.

A holy white light sometimes seeps out from the cracks in the shell, and a deep shadow sometimes surges within.

Extreme conflicts achieve a strange balance within them.

The most central area.

Tens of thousands of supreme rulers were entrenched in the void.

Their aura surged, breaking through the barrier of the Epic Nine Stars and stepping into a completely new realm.

Half a Legend.

It's just one step away from becoming a legendary figure.

Upon reaching this level, the forms of the Grand Commanders undergo a transformation.

Their enormous bodies were entirely composed of materialized, pitch-black mist.

In the mist, countless eerie blue mechanical eyeballs appeared and disappeared.

Only the outline of the sky-covering fog could be vaguely discerned as a crab.

The two giant pincers evolved into two bottomless miniature black holes, swallowing and spewing out void storms that annihilated everything.

The eight long legs transformed into eight shadowy tentacles that pierced through the heavens and earth, their ends connecting to the fault lines of the secondary space.

Mysterious, oppressive, and indescribable.

They floated there, and the surrounding space collapsed and reorganized on its own, unable to withstand the pressure of such high-dimensional life.

Once you cross that final threshold, you'll break through to the legendary rank.

The Liquid Gold Crab clan will inevitably usher in the ultimate leap in their life level, completing a race-level destiny-defying transformation.

"hiss--"

The largest and most imposing figure in the very center let out a long, soul-piercing roar.

This screech was filled with the release of something suppressed to the extreme.

The two hundred million liquid gold crabs simultaneously stopped devouring.

They raised their heads, their eyes burning with a scarlet fervor.

hope.

In this darkness, they saw true hope.

Deep in my memory, those humiliating years resurfaced.

Wasteland God Realm, on the banks of the River Styx.

That is where they were born, and also the purgatory where they have suffered humiliation for generations.

The skeletal giant fish writhed in the River Styx, its enormous mouth agape, and thousands of liquid gold crabs became its prey.

The undead army roamed the shore, wielding scythes, and the souls of the liquid gold crabs vanished in response.

In the wasteland's food chain, they occupy the very bottom. They can only barely survive, earning the right to exist.

They were unwilling to accept it.

The monstrous fish and the undead are mortal enemies etched into the very bones of the liquid gold crab.

The hatred of being hunted and trampled upon for generations has long been ingrained in their genes, becoming an indelible obsession.

Why can the terrifying fish transform? Why can the undead dominate?

The Liquid Gold Crab clan also has wasteland blood flowing through their veins!

The President wielded a giant, black hole-like pincer, pointing it straight at the sky.

The solidified black mist boiled and condensed into a jet-black pillar of light that pierced through the heavens and the earth.

"Return to the River Styx!"

The mental energy exploded in the minds of the two hundred million liquid gold crabs.

"Tear the monstrous fish to shreds! Crush the undead!"

"Reclaim our rightful throne!"

"Let the Gods see that the Liquid Gold Crab clan is by no means weak!"

The fervent declarations of oath swept across the entire Blackwater Continent.

They will carry this terrifying power back to the Wasteland God Realm.

They will build their throne from the skeleton of the terrifying fish and ignite their battle banner with the soul fire of the dead.

They want to prove to the Creator that the Liquid Gold Crab clan is worthy of the glory of the divine realm!

Rumbling--

The simultaneous outburst of emotions from two hundred million monsters triggered an energy surge that reached its peak.

The Blackwater Continent went completely berserk.

A thick, dark fog rose up, obscuring the entire sky above the Blood Pact Arena area.

Countless shadowy tentacles danced wildly in the clouds, tearing open spatial rifts.

……

outside world.

Chu Xiaoxiao's mechanical army is advancing in an orderly manner.

Suddenly, a devastating tremor came from behind.

The earth began to crack, and dark red rocks turned to dust. The sky darkened instantly, as if the end of the world had arrived.

"Warning! Ultra-high frequency energy burst detected!"

"Warning! Spatial curvature anomaly!"

"Warning! Magnetic field completely disrupted!"

Chu Xiaoxiao's main control network panel was instantly flooded with red alerts.

The Blackwater Continent behind them, which had been quietly acting as a cleaner, suddenly began to expand outwards like a colossal beast awakening from its doom.

From within the pitch-black fog, a chilling roar could be faintly heard, along with the sound of some enormous creature tearing through space.

The first to bear the brunt were the cannon fodder battalions at the rear of the mechanical army.

Millions of mechanical hounds and miniature scout bees wouldn't even have time to react.

As the energy oscillation swept through, their power cores were directly overloaded.

boom! boom! boom!

The sound of explosions was continuous.

Sparks flew everywhere, and dark blue arcs of electricity darted wildly through the air.

A large number of mechanical cannon fodder were directly paralyzed, their tracks broke, their armor deformed, and they crashed heavily to the ground, emitting plumes of black smoke.

In the main control network, the signal lights representing these cannon fodder were extinguished on a large scale.

Bai Ye was sitting on the back of the Void Dream Spirit, munching on dried meat.

The sudden tremor nearly caused him to fall from mid-air.

When he turned around, his eyes practically popped out of their sockets.

The Blackwater Continent behind it not only expanded in size several times.

Millions of shadowy tentacles even emerged from the mist, lashing indiscriminately at the surrounding space.

The oppressive force, powerful enough to crush even the most powerful soul, made him feel suffocated even from a great distance.

"Holy crap! What's going on?!"

Bai Ye was so startled that he dropped the jerky in his hand and quickly instructed the Void Dream Spirit to raise the altitude.

"They've betrayed us! These crabs have definitely betrayed us!"

"Sister Chu! Miss Su! Run! This thing has taken the wrong medicine; it's going to swallow us all!"

Bai Ye screamed at the top of his lungs, his voice filled with genuine terror.

He had personally witnessed how this black fog dissolved everything in its path, skin and bones.

The current situation clearly indicates that they are not well-fed and intend to target their allied forces.

Su Yueying frowned, and the Dark Gold Angel Legion behind her quickly formed a defensive formation.

A holy light shone forth, attempting to resist the approaching oppressive darkness.

Chu Xiaoxiao stood atop the mechanical stitched monster, her expression equally solemn, but she remained calm.

"All troops halt their advance and activate the highest level of defensive shields."

The instruction has been issued.

Several mechanical alien deities mobilized their divine power to erect several dark blue energy barriers, protecting the core troops within them.

Chu Xiaoxiao's hands flew across the keyboard as she analyzed the energy waveform of the black mist surging.

A few seconds later, her tense shoulders relaxed slightly.

"All alert lifted."

Chu Xiaoxiao's voice regained its usual calmness.

"It's just a fluctuation in the rules caused by the overflow of energy; they haven't locked onto us as their target."

Just as Chu Xiaoxiao said.

The Blackwater Continent behind them was vast and imposing, with tentacles flailing wildly.

However, they stopped when they were still several thousand meters away from the mechanical army.

The pitch-black fog churned at the edges, as if an invisible barrier was restraining its fury.

Thunder, little rain.

This riot was more like the liquid gold crabs collectively venting some long-suppressed emotions than an attack on the outside world.

Bai Ye patted his chest and let out a long breath.

"You scared me to death! I thought I was really going to die in the mouths of these crabs today."

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked back with lingering fear.

"What kind of monsters are you raising, Brother Lin Yuan? They're so jumpy, they're giving me a heart attack."

Su Yueying sheathed her greatsword and snorted coldly.

"It would be strange if a creature born in the extreme environment of the Wasteland God Realm had a normal brain."

"It's a good thing for us that they can maintain this ferocious aggression."

Chu Xiaoxiao looked at the paralyzed mechanical cannon fodder scattered on the ground, a glint of light flashing in her eyes.

Although this upheaval resulted in the loss of millions of low-level casualties, it also confirmed one of her suspicions. Lin

Yuan's retinue has grown to a terrifyingly powerful level.

If they make good use of this knife, no force in the Blood Pact Arena can stop them.

"Logistics sequence, clean up the battlefield."

Chu Xiaoxiao issued new instructions.

"All the decommissioned machinery and its associated equipment should be gathered together."

A horde of mechanical stitched monsters stepped forward.

Gather the disused mechanical hounds, scout bees, and deformed armor fragments into piles.

"Feeding".

Chu Xiaoxiao pointed to the Blackwater Continent behind her.

The mechanical stitched monsters lifted the wrecked remains and hurled them forcefully into the churning black mist.

The moment the wreckage came into contact with the mist, it was swallowed up without a trace.

The sound of chewing came from within the black mist, as if responding to Chu Xiaoxiao's "sincerity".

With the arrival of these wrecks, the riots on the Blackwater Continent gradually subsided.

Everything returned to calm.

Only the ever-deepening darkness reveals the power contained within this continent.

The three exchanged a glance, and each saw a hint of relief in the other's eyes.

Being teammates with a monster like Lin Yuan definitely requires a strong heart.

However, with such an incredibly powerful backer, the hunt ahead will be much safer.

Chu Xiaoxiao raised her hand and pointed forward.

Eight demigods at the sixth level of the mechanical realm simultaneously issued the order.

The engines of hundreds of billions of machines started up, and the deep blue light formed a vast ocean.

"All troops, attack!"