Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

The Zerg main hive, with the twelve-winged Zerg king suspended in mid-air.

Its eyes were closed, and its immense mental power connected the entire Zerg network across the continent.

Countless specks of information flashed and disappeared in its compound eyes.

Along the border, one after another, low-level insect hives lost contact.

Flames soared into the sky, and cries of agony filled the fields.

Tens of millions of Nether Beetles and Shadow Blade Beetles were burned to ashes, and their hive structures melted into scorched wasteland.

The Insect King remained unmoved.

What's the big deal if tens of millions of cannon fodder die?

Once the female insect has eaten its fill of resources, ten times the number of offspring can hatch in the spawning pool within half a day.

In the Wasteland God Realm, the least valuable thing is the life of a lowly insect.

What it really cares about is the flames burning on the bodies of those hairy beasts in the picture.

Dark red gold intertwined with pure white.

The Insect King's highly developed brain was working at lightning speed, its mental tentacles reaching towards the heavens.

Without a doubt, this energy fluctuation originates from the two newly formed, blazing suns in the sky.

These birds, who used to be relegated to hiding in the shadow dimension and consuming dust, somehow stumbled upon the power of the Twin Suns by sheer luck.

"Interesting." The Insect King shook the twelve insect wings on its back.

Just because you put on a fiery skin, you think you can escape the fate of being subservient to the lower classes?

In the Wasteland God Realm, social hierarchy is entirely earned through physical strength.

The Insect King issued commands directly through the mental network.

Capture them alive.

The evolutionary path of the Zerg is endless; new power falling from the sky should not be wasted.

The instruction has been issued.

Deep within the main nest, a pool of dark golden nutrients began to boil.

The pool water churned, and bubbles burst one by one.

One after another, enormous black shadows slowly rose from the bottom of the pool.

One of the dark figures opened its eyes, its dark red pupils filled with savagery.

It locked onto the direction of the border, its body flickered, and it tore through the void, disappearing from the spot.

It was going to tell those hairy beasts that even with a torch on their bodies, they could not change their fate of being food for the lower classes.

……

On the edge of the continent, amidst a charred ruin.

A sunbird that had just devoured the entire insect nest stood atop a pile of melting rocks.

Its body has solidified.

Dark reddish-gold feathers covered the broad left wing, while pure white radiance flowed across the right wing.

Each feather is as if it were carved from the finest divine gold, shimmering with iridescent light.

The divine bird spread its wings, raised its head, and let out a clear cry that pierced the clouds.

Awesome! So awesome!

The surging power of the sun within my body washes over my entire body.

It felt as if it could flatten a mountain range with a single wing.

The divine bird lowered its head, preening the burning feathers on its chest, its posture extremely arrogant.

In the past, the Sky Clan could only hide in the Shadow Dimension like rats.

They were afraid of flying too low and angering the monstrous creatures on the ground whose muscles had grown into their brains, or being riddled with holes by the Zerg.

Now, times have changed.

It raised its head and looked up at the two suns hanging side by side in the sky.

With such divine power, who would want to return to that remote corner of the Shadow Dimension and breathe in the cold wind?

The sky is the true home of this noble bird.

It wants to build the most luxurious nest on the highest mountain in the divine realm using top-grade fire-attribute ore.

The divine bird was full of vigor and its confidence was swelled to the extreme.

It even felt that it could roast an epic-level monster into jerky with the fire of the sun.

Just as it was indulging in the fantasy of being invincible.

A massive rift tore open in the void a kilometer ahead.

A primordial worm, towering a thousand meters tall, slowly emerged from the void rift.

The divine bird's pupils suddenly contracted, and its burning feathers instantly stood on end.

This is a fifth-adaptation source worm dominated by the Berserker system.

It lacks the delicate and fragile arthropods of ordinary Zerg.

Its body structure perfectly replicates the violent aesthetics of the tyrant, with bulging muscles, resembling a moving steel mountain.

What is most striking are the eight thick, muscular limbs that grow from its sides.

These eight insect limbs completely defy the morphology of conventional organisms; each one is as thick as a towering pillar.

The surface of the insect's limbs is covered with a layer of flowing, dark gold liquid metal.

The ultimate power of the tyrannical demon and the ultimate sharpness of the metal element are perfectly fused together on these eight insect limbs.

The fear etched deep in the bird's genes surged into its heart.

The shadow of being dominated by the Zerg and the Brutes for generations caused its body to instinctively tremble.

But then, a raging fire of war burned within him, consuming all fear.

What are you afraid of?

It is now the embodiment of the sun!

The divine bird narrowed its eyes, its killing intent boiling.

Today, it will use this ultimate Zerg weapon as a sacrificial offering to announce the triumphant return of the sky overlord.

boom!

The divine bird was the first to attack.

Its wings suddenly flapped, and flames of dark red gold and pure white intertwined.

Its entire body transformed into a miniature sun with a diameter of several thousand meters, suspended in mid-air.

The fervor of war and the divine order intertwined, triggering extraordinary phenomena in the heavens and earth.

Temperatures within a radius of 100 miles rose sharply, the air was quickly sucked dry, and the earth's surface began to crystallize and melt.

Faced with this devastating magical bombardment, the Source Insects responded with extreme simplicity and brutality.

The eight insect limbs covered in liquid metal exerted force simultaneously, stomping on the ground.

boom!

The entire ground collapsed, forming a bottomless pit.

Using this reaction force, the source insect shattered layers of void and soared straight into the sky.

It disdains using spatial shadow manipulation; the core essence of the Berserker system is only one thing—get close and smash!

The divine bird let out a sharp cry and flapped its wings.

The source insect neither flinched nor avoided, but instead swam upstream against the blazing light and torrential rain.

The blazing blade struck the liquid metal on the surface of the source insect, producing a piercing hissing sound.

Liquid metal droplets splashed, revealing the dark red insect carapace beneath, but in the blink of an eye, the liquid metal surged again, filling the gap.

We'll just have to tough it out!

In the blink of an eye, the Source Worm had already rushed in front of the Divine Bird.

Eight thick insect limbs swung up, creating a sonic boom that tore through space, and slammed into the miniature sun.

The divine bird showed no weakness; it also knew that running away would only lead to a quicker death when facing such a purely melee monster.

Its wings folded together, like two burning divine swords, to meet the oncoming insect limbs.

Rumble!

A burst of intense light erupted in the sky.

Extreme heat and extreme violence collided without restraint at this moment.

The divine bird's right wing slashed at a worm's limb, unleashing a burst of holy light that forcefully cut through the liquid metal and embedded itself deep into the worm's flesh.

Without even flinching, the source insect swung its other limb and slammed it heavily into the divine bird's chest.

Click!

Several bones in the divine bird's chest broke, and a mouthful of burning blood spurted out.

Blood splattered onto the source insects, instantly igniting large patches of their armor.

The two sides engaged in the most primitive and brutal hand-to-hand combat in mid-air.

There were no fancy footwork moves, only brutal, hand-to-hand combat.

The source insect unleashed its eight limbs, transforming into countless dark golden afterimages that bombarded the divine bird's body.

Each punch was accompanied by the sound of bones shattering and feathers flying everywhere.

Protected by the twin suns' fire, the divine bird used its wings, claws, and beak to tear and cut the body of the source insect.

Blood flew everywhere in the sky, and large chunks of flesh fell to the ground.

The divine bird's left wing was broken off, and half of its body was a bloody mess.

The worm's three limbs broke off at the base, and a large hole was torn open in its thorax, revealing its beating internal organs.

If it were any other creature from the divine realm, it would have been dead long ago after suffering such a fatal wound.

But they are monsters from the Wasteland God Realm.

The flames of war flowed within the divine bird's body, and its broken left wing regenerated in a second, its flesh wriggling and growing, restoring it to its original state in the blink of an eye.

Within the source worm, life and death intertwine, activating the regenerative capacity of the fish cells.

At the cut of the severed limb, granulation tissue surged, and a brand new liquid metal limb grew out.

Recover, and fight again!

boom! boom! boom!

The two colossal beasts collided, separated, and collided again repeatedly in the sky.

Each impact triggered a large-scale spatial collapse.

The divine bird was now truly enraged.

It is no longer limited to hand-to-hand combat, but instead uses itself as the core of the sun to draw fire elements from the world.

It aims to prove that the sun's brilliance is unstoppable.

"Hey!"

The divine bird emitted an extremely dazzling light, its dark red gold and pure white flames merging into one, forming a nearly transparent flame of destruction.

It was like a real star, with the momentum to incinerate everything, as it crashed into the source insect.

The source insect sensed a threat.

Its five adaptive systems operate simultaneously.

The power of the tyrant, the regeneration of the skeleton fish, the nihilism of the necromancer, the karmic fire of the fire spirit, and the resilience of the insectoid race.

Eight insect limbs crossed in front of him, and liquid metal frantically gathered to form a dark gold shield.

boom--

A star crashes into a giant shield.

Visible shockwaves of destruction spread outwards in all directions.

The rolling mountains below were pulverized like a sand table model under the sweeping impact of the shockwave.

The towering mountain peak snapped in half, and the rubble vaporized in the high temperature before it even hit the ground.

The earth split open into a bottomless canyon, and lava spewed out from the ground.

The dark abyss spiritual energy that accumulates and condenses into mist in this area year after year is used to its fullest potential by these two monsters.

The divine bird extracts spiritual energy and transforms it into fuel for its flames, while the source insects devour the spiritual energy to replenish their physical strength.

In just a few minutes, the spiritual energy of the Dark Abyss, which covered an area of ​​hundreds of miles, was completely drained, leaving not a single drop.

The collisions continued in the sky.

The divine bird's destructive fire burned through the liquid metal shield and ignited half of the source insect's body.

The source insect, braving the raging flames, used two of its limbs to firmly lock the divine bird's neck, while its other six limbs pounded against the bird's back like a pile driver.

A large amount of battle debris was scattered.

The blood and bits of flesh, imbued with the power of the sun god and the essence of the five-times-adapted source insects, fell in droves onto the collapsed ruins below.

Deep within the ruins, countless small red trees, some over ten meters tall, grow underground.

At this moment, a highly nourishing substance descended from the heavens.

A drop of blood from a divine bird burning with two-colored flames fell onto the leaf of a small red tree.

Like sharks smelling blood, the saplings quickly curled their leaves, sucking up the blood.

A piece of the source insect's flesh crashed into the roots of another small tree.

The roots broke through the soil, tightly wrapped around the pieces of flesh, and swallowed them whole.

The vitality of the wasteland's creatures is beyond imagination. The two monsters in the sky don't care about the falling flesh and blood; they're only focused on fighting desperately.

The little red trees below, on the other hand, had a good meal.

They greedily devoured the essence of the flesh and blood of the two colossal beasts.

Visibly, the saplings became more vibrant in color, like flowing blood.

The tree trunk grew rapidly, its branches and leaves spread out, and its growth was thriving.

As they devoured more and more flesh and blood, the density of the Dark Abyss spiritual energy fed back by the red saplings increased exponentially.

Fog rose again in the dried-up area.

In the sky, the battle reached its climax.

The divine bird's cry became hoarse, and the flames on its body dimmed by three points, but the madness in its eyes burned even brighter.

The source insect's eight limbs broke off and grew back, then broke off again. The liquid metal on its body surface was completely consumed, revealing its carapace riddled with holes.

Both sides had reached their limits, yet neither was willing to back down an inch.

The divine bird opened its broken, sharp beak, its chest bulged high, and the remaining solar energy around it began to gather.

The source insect retracted its remaining four limbs, crouched slightly, and concentrated all its power into one point.

Life or death hangs in the balance of the next strike.