Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Under the dark red sky, the flames of war ignited every inch of the air.

Bai Ye personally led the army into battle, and a deathly aura of desolation permeated the air.

"My lads, charge with me!" Bai Ye roared, his royal robes fluttering in the wind.

He scanned the entire battlefield with his divine sense, his brain working at lightning speed.

In the northern region, artillery fire raged, and hundreds of millions of multi-legged mechs and heavy star-destroying cannons formed an ironclad defense line.

He glanced at it and then promptly looked away.

These mechanical beings are nothing but lumps of iron; you can't find a single piece of flesh or blood on their bodies that could be squeezed for oil or juice.

For necromancer deities to fight mechanical deities is a thankless and arduous task.

"I'll leave the tough nuts to Sister Xiao; I'll only pick on the easy ones!"

Bai Ye made up his mind, waved his bone staff, and the undead army changed direction, avoiding the mechanical swarm from the due north.

In the distance, the Angel God Clan's camp.

Shul stood atop the head of a giant, mechanical, stitched-together monster, its gleaming wings now covered in metallic patterns.

He raised the longsword wrapped in high-voltage electric arcs, and a million light-forged behemoths roared in mechanical synthesis as they crashed into the angelic defenses.

Former comrades, now facing life and death.

In mid-air, the three angels, Solan, Misha, and Heya, watched this scene with burning rage.

"That piece of trash, Shul, was a disgrace while alive, and now he's dead and still comes out to disgust us."

Heya gritted her teeth, the veins on the back of her hand bulging as she gripped the Sunbow tightly.

Misa's baby face contorted with rage: "Kill him! Wash away the shame of the angel race!"

Solan, the strongest of the three, coldly surveyed the mechanical army led by Shur, then looked at Bai Ye in the distance.

That wretched man standing on the throne of bones is waving his hands, commanding the undead army to charge.

"Leave Shul and these mechanical monsters to me," Solan said coldly.

"You two, lead your followers to tear that foul-mouthed undead scum to shreds!"

Solan unfolded eight wings behind him.

She raised her flaming holy sword high, and hundreds of millions of high-ranking battle angels formed a three-dimensional battle formation to meet the charging mechanical Behemoth.

Upon hearing this, Misha and Heya could no longer suppress the murderous intent in their eyes.

"All Holy Spirits, charge with me!" Misha screamed.

"Golden Giants, form ranks! Crush that wasteland of bones!" Heya issued a divine decree at the same time.

Two angels, leading their elite retinues, forcibly broke free from the mechanical army's control and charged straight at the White Night's undead legion.

A purifying halo rippled across the sky, while a solar storm swept across the land.

Bai Ye stood on the throne, watching two female angels charging menacingly towards him.

He spat.

"Those two damned bastards, they've really got their eyes on me!"

Bai Ye rolled up his sleeves. "Alright! Today I'll show you the true power of the undead army!"

He was just about to mobilize the Nine Nether King and the Calamity Dragon to fight.

A sword beam suddenly pierced the sky and landed on the ground along the path that the Holy Radiance Spirit Body was bound to take.

boom!

The ground exploded, and a bottomless ravine stretched across the center of the battlefield.

Su Yueying carried the Judgment Greatsword with one hand and slowly walked to Bai Ye's side.

"Step back," Su Yueying said without turning her head.

Bai Ye was taken aback for a moment: "Miss Su, I can fight!"

"You're nothing," Su Yueying scoffed. "Holy Light is a natural counter to the undead."

"Using these cannon fodder to fill the gaps is a complete waste of manpower. Go find other opponents; these two bastards are mine."

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Yueying's aura began to rise steadily.

"Fallen angels, dark gold angels, prepare for battle!"

The passage to the divine realm has opened.

Tens of millions of dark gold angels clad in heavy plate armor burst forth from the void.

Following closely behind were the fallen angels.

Deep black flames flowed across the dark gold plate armor.

These angels completely abandoned holiness and compassion, their eyes filled only with an extreme desire to kill.

In terms of numbers, Su Yueying's army of mutated angels was completely outnumbered.

In terms of momentum, it was like a tiger unleashed from its cage, fierce and unstoppable.

"Kill!" Su Yueying roared.

The army of dark gold angels crashed directly into the formation of the Holy Spirit.

A holy spirit released a purifying aura, and the dark gold angel neither dodged nor avoided it, charging forward despite the excruciating pain of its soul being burned.

He swung his heavy sword wildly, cutting it into pieces.

The fallen angels became even more violent.

They locked onto the largest golden giant, and the dark fire clashed with the sunlight.

The blade pierced through the golden armor of the golden giant, embedding itself deeply into his collarbone.

The fallen angel twisted the sword hilt in a frenzy, tearing off an entire glowing arm.

Alone, Su Yueying, with the help of her extremely fierce retinue, blocked the path of the two great angels.

He wielded the bow with both hands, displaying a majestic and awe-inspiring presence.

Misa and Heya, who were watching from a distance, were so angry that they trembled.

"Where did this crazy old woman come from! How dare she block the path of the angelic race!"

Misha pointed at Su Yueying and cursed, "You filthy, lowly bastard! Get out of here!"

Heya was so angry that her face contorted. She kept urging her divine power, trying to break through the defenses.

"Human bitch! After I kill that undead scum, you'll be next! Your soul will be tormented by fire for ten thousand years!"

Faced with a barrage of insults, Su Yueying gave a cold laugh.

"You talk too much nonsense."

With a flick of her wrist, the Judgment Greatsword unleashed a black sword aura a thousand feet long, instantly shattering hundreds of Golden Giants.

"Want to get over there? You'll have to step over my dead body!"

The fallen angel army roared and launched an even fiercer attack.

They completely abandoned their defenses and fought for their lives.

This reckless fighting style instilled fear in the naturally noble and arrogant angelic retinue, causing their formation to begin to falter.

Bai Ye stood behind, clicking his tongue in amazement.

"Sister Su's temper is really volatile," Bai Ye said, stroking his chin. "But she's got guts!"

Since the angels and deities were being held back, Bai Yebian shifted his attention to the edge of the battlefield.

On the wilderness, two Zerg deities are maneuvering a swarm of insects back and forth.

They were wary of Chu Xiaoxiao's mechanical plague and dared not let their main insect swarm approach the central area.

They can only rely on thorn bugs and tunnel bugs to harass the outside.

Bai Ye's eyes gleamed with greed.

This sea of ​​billions of insects is a perfect repository of corpses!

"My lads! Dinner's ready!" Bai Ye waved his bone staff, pointing it straight towards the sea of ​​insects.

Billions of undead troops turned around, and a gray-white wave of death rushed straight towards the Zerg positions.

In the sky, tens of thousands of monstrous dragons, each over a thousand meters long, roared.

The dragon's skeleton, now just a skeleton, weaved through the clouds, its jaws agape, spewing forth streams of ghostly fire.

The dragon's breath fell into the swarm of insects, instantly igniting a large number of flying insects.

The fire of the underworld not only burns the body, but also directly scorches the soul.

Before the hundreds of thousands of putrefactive mosquitoes could explode, they turned into clusters of green fireballs and fell to the ground.

The cursed inscriptions engraved on the Dragon Bone Plate shone brightly, and a widespread curse of weakness descended.

The Zerg, who were originally agile, have become much slower.

On the earth, tens of thousands of skeletal corpses took heavy steps.

They were hundreds of feet tall, and their bones had a dark golden metallic sheen.

Facing the charging Thunder Beast King, the Skeleton Corpse neither dodged nor avoided.

The two enormous creatures collided violently, producing a deafening roar.

The Thunder Beast King's giant horn struck the skeleton's chest cavity, sparks flying everywhere.

The skeletal corpse raised its bony arms and embraced the head of the Thunder Beast King.

With a sudden burst of force, a loud crack resounded, snapping the Thunder Beast King's cervical vertebrae.

These skeletal remains are nothing short of emotionless bulldozers.

They crushed insect nests, trampled thorny insects, and withstood highly corrosive acid as they strode forward.

In the shadows, countless Mist Demon leaders moved silently.

The mist drifted with the wind, seeping into the Zerg's underground defenses.

Just as the tunnel worm opened its mouth to prepare to burrow underground and launch a sneak attack, a cloud of gray mist suddenly rushed into its mouth.

The next second, the tunnel worm let out a scream and finally died stiff in the soil.

The Mist Demon Commander emerged from the body of the dead tunnel worm and continued searching for its next target.

In the center of the undead army, the Nine Nether King hovered in mid-air.

They were dressed in magnificent royal robes and wore crowns of white bones.

At the same time, King Jiuyou raised the Death Scepter in his hand and chanted an ancient incantation.

A death and decay magic circle covering an area of ​​tens of kilometers took shape at the center of the insect swarm.

Within the magic circle, a gray-black aura of death permeated the air.

Any Zerg life tainted by deathly energy will have its carapace quickly lose its luster and its flesh wither.

Within seconds, hundreds of thousands of powerful Void Rippers withered and turned into a pile of brittle armor.

What troubled the Zerg gods the most were the necromancers scattered throughout the Legion.

These skeleton mages, clad in tattered robes, wielded short bone staffs.

They didn't need to participate in the battle directly, but instead stayed close behind the calamity dragon and the skeletal corpse.

Whenever a large number of Zerg are killed in battle, the necromancer will wave his staff.

The ghostly blue soul fire fell into the insect corpse.

The Thunder Beast, Spiny Insect, and Flying Mantis, which were already dead, twitched.

The Zerg corpse rose again, turned its sharp limbs, and pierced the body of its former comrade.

Death, resurrection, death again, resurrection again.

The army of undead in the White Night grew larger with each battle, and the overwhelming death aura even forced back the surrounding spatial turbulence.

The two Zerg deities stared, their eyes bloodshot, almost spitting out blood.

They intended to avoid the mechanical plague and preserve their strength, but who knew they would run into Bai Ye, this ruthless undead god.

The speed at which these undead transform is even more disgusting than the Zerg's reproduction rate.

"Concentrate firepower! Kill those necromancers first!" a Zerg deity shouted hoarsely as he issued the divine decree.

An endless swarm of insects surged toward the rear.

The skeletal corpses immediately contracted their formation, building walls of white bones.

The necromancer hid behind the city wall, continuing to slowly and methodically transform the corpse.

The battlefield descended into unprecedented chaos.

Chu Xiaoxiao stood atop the head of a giant mechanical stitched monster, coldly surveying the entire battlefield.

She pushed her divine power to its limit.

On the main control panel, data representing both friendly and enemy sides refreshed repeatedly.

The more chaotic the battlefield, the more brutal the fighting, the more suitable it is for the mechanical plague to break out.

A dark blue poisonous gas was released from the mechanical army's ranks, spreading to the center of the entire battlefield.

Here, the holy light of angels, the shadows of demons, and the blazing sun of giants intertwine.

Countless members of other races fought and fell here.

As long as the corpse remains intact, it will undergo a mutation once it comes into contact with the ghostly blue gas.

The Shadow Demon's arms had just been severed by the Flaming Holy Sword, and metallic threads were rapidly growing from the wounds.

A few seconds later, its arms were replaced with sharp alloy chainsaws.

A red light flashed in his eyes, and he turned and pounced on the other demons beside him.

The mechanical stitched monster is at the forefront.

They combine the limbs of various top-tier creatures, exhibiting unimaginable and terrifying resilience.

A stitched-together monster with the arms of a Titan ape and the head of a cosmic behemoth withstood the emerald breath of the Dread Dragon.

The nuclear fusion reactor inside the chest cavity started operating, and plasma flames shot out, burning directly through the dragon's wings.

Even after one of the Stitches' legs was smashed by the Balrog, it could still fight to the death using its anti-gravity levitation device.

Ten assimilated mechanical deities also personally intervened.

They led their respective retinues and unleashed divine magic imbued with mechanical properties.

Mechanical currents engulfed swarms of insectoids, while steel vines strangled groups of succubi.

The five menacing alien mechanical deities were now finding themselves in a difficult situation.

Their nanomechanical insect storm collided with Chu Xiaoxiao's mechanical plague, and surprisingly, there was a faint tendency for them to be assimilated in the opposite direction!

Su Yueying held off the two angels and deities with all her might.

White Night is fully committed to devouring the Zerg to strengthen itself.

Chu Xiaoxiao sat in the center, and the mechanical army transformed into a merciless grinding wheel of flesh and blood.

Fourteen first-rate deities and a terrifying force of hundreds of billions were actually locked in a stalemate in this meteorite basin.

Progress has come to a near standstill, with every step forward costing millions of lives.

The fighting between the two sides intensified, causing constant tremors in the air.

Behind the heart of this apocalyptic battlefield, a thick, swirling fog billowed and boiled.

Countless pairs of dark blue mechanical compound eyes flickered in the darkness.

They were already prepared to take over the battlefield and sweep away the bloodsuckers.

But now, the Liquid Gold Crab Commander was filled with doubt.

The energy fluctuations ahead were devastating, and the fourteen alien gods fought fiercely, howling like ghosts.

As a result, after fighting for a long time, the battle line remained stuck on the outer edge of the basin, and the enemy could not get in.