Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

"Liquid Gold Crab," the boy king uttered the ancient name.

Upon hearing this, the soul flames of hundreds of low-level undead around them flickered violently in the mud, revealing their inner excitement.

In the memories of Styx creatures, the name Liquid Gold Crab represents the lowest level of blood-eating prey.

Once upon a time, these iron-shelled crabs also attempted to gain a foothold in the River Styx, even trying to share the ecological niche of the River Styx with the bony fish.

"They're not home right now," the leader of the children said with a sinister mental fluctuation.

"The entire Liquid Gold Crab clan has gone to conquer the outside world, and now there isn't even a gatekeeper left in their dilapidated territory."

"Let's wreak havoc!" The undead in shadow block form responded immediately, its body writhing excitedly.

"Destroy their nest!" the ghosts and undead joined in the commotion.

The undead were already feeling itchy all over from the holy sun's rays and were looking for a place to vent their energy.

To bully a race that has long been reduced to the lowest rung of society, especially when no one is home.

During this special period when the two suns coincided, the undead groups in every Styx River within the divine realm almost simultaneously conceived the same idea.

A vast army of the undead gathered at the bottom of the River Styx.

They avoid the direct sunlight in the shallow waters and swim along the dark riverbed towards the habitat of the liquid gold crab.

In the deepest part of the River Styx, the current becomes exceptionally rapid.

There are numerous spatial faults here, and undercurrents are surging.

The territory of the liquid gold crab is hidden behind these dangerous fault lines.

The King of Children led hundreds of undead to a twisted body of water.

Ahead lay layers upon layers of interwoven spatial and shadowy curtains.

These curtains are grayish-black, with subtle spatial fluctuations flowing across their surface, preventing outside exploration.

"Tear it open," the leader of the children ordered.

A dozen or so large undead swam forward, brandishing their soul scythes.

stab-

The curtain tore open, revealing a huge gap. The undead filed in.

Inside the veil is a secondary space independent of the River Styx.

The environment here is dark and damp, with jagged rocks and bottomless ravines everywhere.

The air was filled with a strong metallic rust smell.

"Let's get to work!" The leader of the children swung his sickle.

The undead, like wild dogs unleashed, wreaked havoc in the Liquid Gold Crab's territory.

They overturned huge rocks and destroyed the mineral veins that liquid gold crabs used to sharpen their shells.

The resources that the Liquid Gold Crab painstakingly accumulated were like roadside trash in the eyes of the necromancer, utterly worthless.

A piece of deep-sea silver, radiating pure energy, was cleaved in two by a scythe from a ghostly undead.

A pile of void crystals containing spatial rules was crushed into powder by the shadow necromancer.

The thrill of destruction caused the undead to let out sharp screechs.

In their view, liquid gold crabs, which are only fit to be blood food, are not worthy of living in the River Styx.

The rumbling sound of collapse echoed within the secondary space.

The home that the liquid gold crabs had built up over generations was reduced to ruins in just half an hour.

The undead advanced all the way to the deepest part of the territory.

An underground cave appears ahead.

In the center of the cave is a warm bed that emits a faint blue light.

On the warm bed, hundreds of thousands of liquid gold crab eggs were piled up.

These crab eggs are translucent dark gold in color, with tiny liquid gold crab embryos faintly visible inside.

They draw energy from their warm beds and emit a faint heartbeat.

The undead stopped in their tracks.

They all stared at the crab eggs, a hint of hesitation flashing in their eerie green soul flames.

According to the rules of the wasteland, eliminating all threats is a basic operation.

Faced with these defenseless crab eggs.

The undead usually either burn the souls to ashes or eat them as snacks.

The Shadow Block Necromancer wriggled its body, approaching the warm bed. It raised its scythe, preparing to smash the pile of crab eggs before it.

"Stop!" The leader of the children suddenly issued a stern mental attack.

The Shadow Block Necromancer's scythe stopped in mid-air, and it turned its head to look at the Child King in confusion.

The Child King's deep green soul flame flickered, revealing its inner struggle and fear.

It raised its head, as if gazing up at the indescribable being above the River Styx.

"The Liquid Gold Crab was sent out by the God Lord to fight." The child king's voice trembled slightly.

"We destroyed their resources and wrecked their territory, but that's just child's play."

"But if we destroy these eggs, severing their roots..."

The leader of the children dared not continue speaking.

But all the undead present simultaneously shuddered.

Although the Liquid Gold Crab clan has a low status, they now represent the God in battles abroad.

If the undead wipe out the Liquid Gold Crab's offspring at this critical juncture...

If the God unleashes his wrath, the entire undead race will face annihilation.

Thinking of this, even the most arrogant ghostly undead silently withdrew their scythes.

"Withdraw," the leader of the children decisively ordered.

The undead, as if granted a pardon, turned around and fled from the cave as if their lives depended on it, returning to the River Styx along the same route.

They come fast and run even faster.

They were afraid that if they were even a step too late, they would attract the attention of the gods.

This scene was playing out simultaneously in every Styx River within the realm of the gods.

The undead stormed into the Liquid Gold Crab's territory and wreaked havoc.

Faced with crab eggs, it cowered like a quail and finally slunk away.

……

Beyond the realm of gods, lies the arena of blood pacts.

Under a dark red sky, Chu Xiaoxiao's mechanical army crushed across the barren plains.

Ahead, two demigods at the sixth level collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Their bodies are covered with dark blue nano-infection patterns.

The mechanical plague has completely destroyed their underlying logic core.

Chu Xiaoxiao stood atop the mechanical stitched monster, her hands rapidly striking the air.

"Assimilation complete." Chu Xiaoxiao pushed up her glasses, her voice calm.

The two fallen mechanical deities rose again, their red light turning into a dark blue that symbolized submission.

The hundreds of millions of mechanical followers remaining under her command also turned their guns on her and joined Chu Xiaoxiao's camp.

Another half of the mechanical family members entered the tent.

Chu Xiaoxiao's mechanical empire is expanding once again.

"Clean up the battlefield," Chu Xiaoxiao ordered.

The logistics mechanized units quickly moved forward to collect the scattered metal debris, the corpses of alien gods, and various spoils of war from the battlefield.

"Feeding".

The mechanical stitched monsters lifted the mountain of wreckage and hurled it forcefully toward the dark, black water continent behind them.

The black mist churned, like the gaping maw of an abyss, instantly swallowing all the remains.

The chilling sounds of chewing and bones cracking emanated from the depths of the fog.

The Liquid Gold Crab clan is undergoing a glorious evolution.

The Liquid Gold Crabs were completely unaware that their homeland had been completely taken over by the undead.

However, even if they knew, they wouldn't care at all.

The moment they stepped out of the Wasteland God Realm, they had already made all the preparations.

Homes can be rebuilt if they're destroyed, and resources can be looted if they're gone.

Only through evolution and continuous strengthening can the Liquid Gold Crab clan truly stand up and wash away the humiliation suffered for generations.

They will repay the gods' blessings with their most powerful actions.

Deep within the Blackwater Continent, the tide of evolution intensifies.

More and more liquid gold crabs are breaking through their limits and entering the Grand Ruler form.

They abandoned their heavy metal shells and were enveloped in a materialized, pitch-black mist.

Eight long, slender crab legs connect directly to another dimension, and each movement causes spatial tremors.

Their bodies became indescribable, emanating a suffocating and eerie pressure.

Countless eerie blue mechanical eyeballs appeared and disappeared in the mist, watching everything around them.

Rumbling--

The Blackwater Continent trembled once again.

The pitch-black fog expanded outwards, and the space at the edges shattered inch by inch, forming tiny cracks.

A piercing alarm immediately sounded at the mechanical army's position ahead.

"Warning! High-frequency energy fluctuations!"

"Warning! Spatial curvature anomaly!"

Chu Xiaoxiao stood atop the mechanical stitched monster, without turning her head.

She casually tapped a few times on the main control panel and turned off the alarm system.

Su Yueying leaned on the Judgment Greatsword with one hand, standing in mid-air on the other side.

He glanced at the churning black mist behind him, his cold face remaining completely expressionless.

The White Nights are even more exaggerated.

He lay sprawled on the broad back of the Void Dream Spirit, a piece of energy grass he had somehow acquired dangling from his mouth.

He crossed his legs, looking completely relaxed.

The three of them had become completely desensitized to the movements of the black mist.

Along the way, this black mist would frequently go into a burst of energy, causing spatial tremors every now and then.

At first, Bai Ye would scream in fright, and Su Yueying would be on high alert.

Now, they can't even be bothered to lift their eyelids.

"Ah, that feels so good." Bai Ye spat out the energy grass in his mouth and stretched out a big yawn.

"This life couldn't be more comfortable."

He touched his waist, which had fully recovered, and couldn't help but sigh as he recalled the terrible ordeal he had suffered when he encountered the Angel Gods a few days ago.

"If I had known that I would win easily after joining, why did I bother to suffer all that?"

Bai Ye muttered to himself.

"For a chance to be resurrected, a wisp of one's original soul was forcibly removed and sealed in a life box."

"That feeling is truly unbearable for a human."

He turned over, put his hands behind his head, and looked at the blood-red sky.

"Wouldn't it be great to just sit back and win all the way?"

"With Sister Xiao's mechanical army leading the way, and Brother Lin Yuan's crab army covering the rear."

"Our team is absolutely unstoppable on the outskirts of the Blood Pact Arena right now."

Su Yueying snorted coldly, ignoring Bai Ye's rambling.

She gripped the greatsword of judgment tightly, her gaze sweeping across the desolate landscape ahead, ready to face a new battle at any moment.

Bai Ye found it boring and turned to look at Chu Xiaoxiao.

"Sister Xiao, which way do we go next?" Bai Ye sat up and rubbed his hands together.

"We've squeezed most of the profits out of the outer areas, shouldn't we try our luck deeper in?"

Behind Chu Xiaoxiao's glasses, a dark blue data stream suddenly started flashing faster.

She smiled faintly and said, "We don't need to go looking for it; the prey has come to us."

She raised her hand and drew a curtain of light in the void.

On the light screen, a live video transmitted back by the mechanical deity scout was displayed.

The background of the image is a desolate basin of a meteorite crater.

In the center of the basin stood four figures.

Two of the figures were enveloped in dazzling starlight.

Another figure, massive as a mountain, with bulging muscles.

Standing between these three alien deities was a handsome young human man dressed in magnificent armor.

He was speaking to two Protoss deities with a fawning expression.

"Good heavens, we've finally caught this scheming woman."

Bai Ye stood up upon seeing this.

They rubbed their hands together, their eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Sister Xiao, get him!"

Su Yueying also turned around and locked her gaze on the meteor shower on the light screen.

"Traitors should be executed." Su Yueying's voice was icy, filled with murderous intent.

Chu Xiaoxiao watched the two of them, their fighting spirit high, and tapped her fingers on the main control panel.

"Target locked." Chu Xiaoxiao issued the final order. "All troops, advance at full speed."

Billions of mechanical armies roared with engines, their eerie blue light illuminating the dark red sky.

The massive torrent of steel changed direction and rolled towards the basin coordinates shown in the image.

Bai Ye stood on the back of the Void Dream Spirit, facing the raging wind, and laughed loudly.

"Starfall, you traitor, I'll personally kill you today!"