Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

When two suns appear on the same day, the sky becomes a forbidden zone.

The high temperature distorts space, and the gale layer burns.

The clouds broke apart, and the source of thunderstorms and acid rain began to dry up.

What was once a breeding ground for disaster is now just a series of extreme heatwaves.

The two dominant species of the skies, the Demon Vulture and the Demon Blade Bat, are facing a direct survival crisis.

High above the native divine realm, even breathing carried the pain of a searing soul.

The rulers of the skies are homeless, but they are not worried at all.

The creatures of the Wasteland God Realm have never had the concept of "living and working in peace and contentment" in their minds.

Is your hometown gone? Let's find another place to continue killing.

Shadow Dimension.

This deep subspace has long been the backyard of the Sky Clan.

The atmosphere within the Shadow Dimension is surprisingly relaxed.

Tens of thousands of demonic blade bats hung upside down on the shadow crystal, watching the two groups of demonic vultures tearing each other apart below.

Feathers flew everywhere, and blood splattered.

In the minds of the wasteland's inhabitants, life and death are trivial; if someone disagrees, they'll fight.

If the sun is too strong to go out, then stay home and play games with your family to pass the time.

A vulture's sharp beak pierced its companion's skull, splattering its brains.

The next second, the flames of war ignited, the shattered skulls were forcibly pieced together, and the dead vultures pounced on them again, full of life.

Smash it, rebuild it. Smash it again, rebuild it again.

Just for fun.

In the past, the loss of habitat would have been enough to severely damage any species.

Time is the only cure for wounds.

But the Wasteland God Realm never follows common sense.

Behind every crisis lies the most incredible destiny.

High above the native divine realm.

The epic Seven Star Demon Eagle Commander, who attempted to challenge the majesty of the Twin Suns, has already vaporized.

Not a single feather was left.

Logically speaking, having lost its physical body and exposed to the core source of the two suns, its soul should have been annihilated.

The creatures of the wasteland are most adept at defying common sense in desperate situations.

It's dead.

It came back to life.

A dark crimson-gold flame of war ignited in the void.

The soul's pulling force erupted.

The demonic vulture led the remaining true spirits to struggle in the flames, attempting to reshape their bodies.

Without flesh and blood as a vessel, the soul is directly exposed to the two suns, which is tantamount to setting itself on fire.

The pure white and blood-red light, like a sharp sword, mercilessly pierced its fragile soul.

The excruciating pain tore through my consciousness.

The demon eagle commander let out a silent, miserable howl.

It didn't want to die; it craved power.

On the brink of life and death, this demonic vulture displayed exceptional comprehension.

It enjoyed bathing in lava during its lifetime and also comprehended the two great laws of war and divine glory.

In the instant its soul was about to perish, it made a crazy decision.

They actively relinquished their obsession with reshaping their flesh and blood, and directly opened their souls to welcome the baptism of the two suns.

Use the soul as the furnace and the laws as the firewood.

Fight!

In the void, a miracle was born.

A burst of light, interwoven with pure white and blood red, erupted.

In the light, the outline of a brand new bird quickly took shape.

Its body is entirely formed from materialized solar flames.

With wings spread wide, the left wing burns with the flames of war, while the right wing flows with the light of holy glory.

The Sun Bird.

The reborn divine bird let out a loud cry that pierced through the void and resonated with the surrounding fire elements.

It hovered a million meters in the air and felt an unprecedented level of comfort.

The two-day heatwave is no longer torture, but rather the most comforting nourishment.

The power over the sky has returned to its hands.

It flaps its wings at will, and the surrounding solar energy, as if controlled by its own arm, quickly condenses into hundreds of bright flames and sharp blades.

Its power is several times greater than the multi-dimensional karmic fire it previously mastered.

The demonic eagle leader roared to the sky, expressing the exhilaration of its rebirth.

It succeeded.

Successfully transcending the form of life to reach a whole new level.

But it quickly calmed down.

It discovered that tiny specks of light were emanating from the edge of its own body of law.

The body is dissipating.

Pure energy entities, lacking a material anchor, are destined not to survive for long.

If it weren't for being high in the sky under the direct sunlight of two suns, where energy replenishment is extremely rapid, it would have already dissipated.

It needs flesh and blood.

A massive amount of flesh and blood was used to fill the void in the body of the laws, serving as the foundation for carrying energy.

The divine bird lowered its head, its gaze piercing through the void, locking onto the shadow dimension below.

There, the most abundant "food rations" are available.

With a flap of its wings, the divine bird transformed into a streak of light and glided directly into the shadow dimension.

Within the Shadow Dimension, the brawl between the Demon Vultures and the Demon Blade Bats continues.

Suddenly, the shadow dimension above cracked open.

A dazzling light descended, dispelling the vast darkness.

All the birds stopped what they were doing and looked up.

A divine bird burning with two-colored flames descended.

The oppressive aura emanating from it made every creature present tremble in their very soul.

The divine bird doesn't waste words.

It opened its sharp beak and inhaled sharply.

A violent attraction erupted.

Hundreds of low-level demonic vultures and demonic blade bats below were sent flying into the sky before they could even scream.

Upon contact with the divine bird's flames, their flesh and blood dissolved, extracting the purest life essence, which flowed into the divine bird's body.

The illusory body of the divine bird visibly solidified a bit.

"Hey!"

The divine bird let out an excited cry, spread its wings, and plunged into the dense flock of birds.

When shadow energy encounters the sun's flames, it melts instantly, like ice and snow meeting boiling water.

The divine bird rampaged through the shadow dimension, plundering the flesh and blood of its own kind.

Limbs and severed parts fell like raindrops, but were evaporated by the high temperature before they even hit the ground.

This scene stunned the high-ranking demonic vultures and demonic blade bats around them.

They showed no fear, and they did not try to escape.

Everyone stared at the sun bird that was wreaking havoc, feeling the terrifying solar power emanating from its body.

You can play it like this?

As long as you rush towards the sun and abandon your physical body, you can gain this invincible power.

A frenzied emotion spread rapidly throughout the Shadow Dimension.

"roar!"

An epic eight-star Demon Blade Bat leader let out a shriek. It understood.

Abandon flesh and blood, embrace the sun, and reshape your body according to the laws!

The Demon Blade Bat leader flapped its wings violently, breaking through the barrier of the Shadow Dimension and heading straight for the twin suns above the Divine Realm.

Its movement triggered a chain reaction.

Thousands upon thousands of high-ranking demonic vultures and demonic blade bats, like a meteor shower flying backwards, rushed into the sky.

They willingly shed their shadowy disguises and, braving the deadly heat, embark on a suicidal baptism.

Spectacular and tragic.

Ash rained down from the sky.

The two days were merciless.

The vast majority of birds, after soaring into the sky, are burned to nothingness along with their souls.

They lack the understanding to reconcile the two core sources of war and divine glory simultaneously.

The price of failure is utter annihilation.

However, the number of creatures in the wasteland is enormous.

Among hundreds of thousands of deaths, there are always a few lucky ones, or rather, true geniuses.

Clusters of two-colored flames lit up in the ashes.

The second, third, and tenth Sun Birds condensed and took shape in the void.

They let out cries of rebirth, feeling the surging power of the sky within them.

Subsequently, they faced the same predicament as the first divine bird.

The body is dissipating and desperately needs flesh and blood.

The newly born divine birds exchanged glances and dispersed in unison.

Don't just prey on your own kind in the Shadow Dimension; they must find new prey.

Demonic Territory?

The divine birds glanced at the six-armed, muscular, dark gold behemoths in the central basin, then promptly looked away.

We can't afford to mess with them.

Even if those lunatics just stood there and let them burn, they'd probably jump up and smash their heads off under the flames.

Moreover, the flesh is ridiculously hard, all of it is lumps of iron, making it too difficult to chew.

His gaze continued to wander.

Some of the divine birds set their sights on the River Styx.

There, deathly energy churned, and the tenacious life force of the Blood-Stained Skeleton Fish roamed.

More than a dozen divine birds swooped down and plunged into the waters of the River Styx.

On the surface of the River Styx, deathly energy collided with the sun's flames, stirring up a cloud of mist.

A thousand-meter-long Bloodstained Bone Fish is swimming at the bottom of the water.

Suddenly, the water broke open, and a divine bird extended its sharp claws, gripping the back of the skeleton fish.

The sun's flames instantly ignited the skeleton fish's death armor.

The skeleton fish let out a painful roar, twisting its body wildly in an attempt to break free.

The divine bird opened its sharp beak and pecked into the flesh and blood of the skeleton fish, sucking its life essence.

The characteristics of the skeleton fish are fully displayed at this moment.

Life and death are infinitely interchangeable.

Once the flesh and blood were drained, they instantly turned into bare white bones, shrouded in an aura of death.

The next second, the flames of war were ignited, death transformed into life, and flesh and blood were restored to their fullness.

The divine bird was thoroughly enjoying itself.

This is truly the perfect "unlimited health pack".

The fish is drained once, then reforms. It is drained again, and reforms again.

Normally, the divine bird would suck a half-dead skeleton fish of the same level.

After experiencing several life-and-death transitions, one's body will be able to fully return.

The Styx River is filled with scenes of divine birds hunting carcasses.

The skeleton fish roared, enjoying the thrill of flirting with life and death.

Several Void Abyss undead leaders couldn't stand it any longer.

They brandished the Grim Reaper's scythe, attempting to reap the souls of these arrogant divine birds.

A ghostly green blade of light slashed through the sky, striking the back of the divine bird.

However, the Holy Light Law is triggered automatically.

The pure white light flowed upstream along the scythe and directly blasted into the body of the necromancer commander.

The power of divine light erupted.

The necromancer's eye sockets trembled with soul fire, and it let out a scream, retreating repeatedly.

The elemental advantage/disadvantage is too severe.

The necromancers promptly sheathed their scythes and disappeared into the depths of the River Styx, preferring to stay out of sight and trouble.

However, the Styx River is not an absolutely safe buffet; it contains the most terrifying death energy of the Wasteland God Realm.

A divine bird, so engrossed in sucking the skeletal fish, followed it into the River Styx.

The concentration of death energy in the surrounding area increased dramatically.

The dark green river water churned, forming a series of pitch-black whirlpools.

From the depths of the vortex, countless chains formed from pure death energy extended and bound the wings of the divine bird.

The divine bird cried out in terror, and the sun's flames erupted with all their might, attempting to burn through the chains.

But the deathly aura at the bottom of the River Styx is ever-present.

The chains tightened more and more, eventually dragging the divine bird into the bottomless abyss.

Never to be reborn.

Seeing the miserable state of their companions, the other divine birds restrained their greed.

They only dare to scavenge near the water's surface, sucking half to death before running away, never venturing deeper.

Compared to the high risks of the River Styx, another group of divine birds found a more comfortable hunting ground.

They avoided the tyrant and the River Styx, setting their sights on the continent at the edge of the divine realm.

There, Zerg branch hives of varying sizes are scattered.

The Zerg are the most numerous race in the Wasteland God Realm.

In order to maximize mining efficiency, very few source insects are stationed at the edge of the nest.

The vast majority are cannon fodder units such as Dark Beetles, Shadow Blade Beetles, and Bursting Beetles.

It's practically the perfect breeding ground.

Dozens of sunbirds formed a formation and headed towards an edge of an insect nest.

Outside the insect hive, millions of Nether Beetles are carrying ore.

A small sun suddenly appeared in the sky.

The divine birds hovered in mid-air, flapping their wings powerfully.

Countless fiery blades rained down from the sky like a storm.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The earth cracked and the ore melted.

The carapace of the beetle is useless against the sun's flames.

It burned through instantly.

The green fluid evaporated before it could flow out.

"Hiss!"

Inside the hive, several epic-level source insects in command emitted angry mental fluctuations.

The Zerg army quickly changed formation.

Hundreds of thousands of Nether Beetles piled up together, forming a huge black shield, attempting to withstand the aerial firepower.

The Shadow Blade Insect vibrated its transparent wings, transforming into countless afterimages as it soared toward the divine bird in mid-air.

The bursting insects lined up on the ground, their abdomens swollen, spewing out a sky full of corrosive acid.

A hint of disdain flashed in the eyes of the divine birds.

They weren't even bothering to hide.

The acid landed on the sun's body, hissing as it did so, before turning into a wisp of blue smoke.

The Shadowblade Insect's scythe-like forelimbs slashed at the Divine Bird, passing right through it and causing no real damage whatsoever.

On the contrary, the Blade Insect itself, contaminated by the sun's flames, instantly burst into flames.

As for the shield made of Nether Beetles, it shattered into pieces under the impact of the divine bird's swooping attack.

The divine birds opened their enormous beaks.

The suction force surged again.

Swarms of Zerg cannon fodder flew into the air and fell into the mouth of the divine bird.

While the Zerg are not as resilient as the Skeletons, their sheer numbers give them an advantage.

Millions of insects piled together still provide a considerable amount of blood and flesh essence.

The divine birds' bodies solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Feathers, interwoven with dark red gold and pure white, grow out one by one.

They are no longer pure energy entities, but rather sun birds that truly possess physical forms.

The massacre continues.

The Zerg's resistance appeared weak and ineffective.

The source insects brandished their scythes, attempting a final struggle, only to have their heads crushed by a single claw of a divine bird.

In just half an hour.

The entire Zerg army of millions was wiped out, becoming nourishment for the divine birds to reshape their bodies.

The insect hive's structure melted under the intense heat, turning into a charred ruin.

After eating and drinking their fill, the divine birds sang, circled a few times, and then flew to the next insect nest.

On the edge of the continent, one insect hive after another lost contact.

Flames shot into the sky, and screams were drowned out by the cry of the divine bird.