Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

The appearance of the two cut off the escape route of the alien deity.

Soran's Holy Light Shield, propelled by inertia, rubbed against the air, bursting forth with a dazzling golden light.

Misa and Hea crashed into the edge of the shield, staggering.

The two angels steadied themselves and looked closely, finally recognizing the face of the person blocking their path.

The hands gripping the lightsaber trembled simultaneously, nearly causing the lightsaber's energy blade to dissipate.

The two-horned demon god barely stopped in his tracks, about to unleash a torrent of curses, when his gaze fell upon Lin Yuan's face, which held a half-smile.

The words caught in his throat, and the demonic body instinctively took half a step back.

The fleeing group fell into a brief silence.

Only the occasional rumble of thunder from the dark sky in the distance echoed along the edge of this abandoned meteorite belt.

Solan swallowed hard, his throat bobbing.

Her memory went back to the moment before the blood pact war began.

Inside the banquet hall, Bai Ye provoked Austin, who then suddenly killed him. The young man before him merely raised his right hand, compressed his domain, and with a single move, suppressed Austin, who was then a seventh-level demigod, to the point of near death.

Austin was so arrogant back then, but he didn't even have the chance to struggle in Lin Yuan's hands.

Misha and Heya, who were behind Solan, also recognized Lin Yuan.

The two female angels' legs went weak, and they almost lost their suspended position.

They had witnessed Lin Yuan's actions firsthand; the overwhelming suppression of his domain, beyond their comprehension, was still etched in their memories.

"Lin Yuan." Solan suppressed the tremor in his voice and flew forward a distance.

Instead of raising the Fiery Holy Sword, she removed the shield covering her body to indicate her lack of willingness to fight.

"Make way for me." Solan stared at Lin Yuan, speaking rapidly.

"The sky behind us has fallen; an unknown black mist has enveloped the area."

"That idiot Austin obtained the inheritance of the ancient gods of this place, broke through to the eighth level of demigod, and even summoned billions of legendary-level followers, but he is still no match for that strange sky curtain."

Solan raised his hand and pointed to the suffocating darkness behind him.

"If we get entangled here, you know the consequences." "Once those giant black water hands spread over, no one will survive. We can settle any grudges after we get out of here."

Solan was very shrewd in his mind.

First came the natural disaster of the Black Mist, then this ominous star appeared.

If a war were to break out here, neither side would fare well.

The only option is to try to force Lin Yuan to retreat by using the terror of natural disasters.

Lin Yuan's lips twitched slightly after hearing these words.

He looked up at the sky again, the darkness so profound it seemed to swallow the entire universe.

Good heavens, with this configuration, it still got completely crushed by its own liquid gold crab.

Before Lin Yuan could speak, the two-horned demon behind Solan became impatient.

Although this area is on the edge of the Blackwater Cataclysm, and the elemental storms have weakened considerably, it is still within the shroud of darkness.

Thin strands of cold, black rain fell on the demonic barrier.

The demonic energy within his body was rapidly depleting. To make matters worse, a pervasive sense of impending doom was creeping into his heart, causing him great distress.

The two-horned demon looked at Lin Yuan, glanced at the empty space behind him, and then looked at Jiang Tai'a, who was snoring on the back of the dead fish.

Two humans!

Not a single complete unit of its retinue could be summoned!

In this perilous Blood Pact arena, to stand alone and block the way is practically suicide.

"Angels! Are you afraid of these two wandering ghosts?!"

The two-horned demon was furious, brandishing his battle blade. "This kid didn't even set up his familiars' formation by himself."

"Even if we suffer heavy losses, we are still a four-race allied army, a force of hundreds of billions! Does he think he can turn the world upside down?!"

The two-horned demon's eyes were bloodshot, and divine fire danced on its body.

Staying under this darkness for even a second increases the risk of death.

He would not allow anyone to block his escape route.

"Charge! Crush them!" The two-horned demon's words had barely left his lips when his army of followers launched the first attack.

The demonic army was in the middle of the entire fleeing group.

These shadow demons and fire demons had already lost most of their fighting spirit under the ravages of the Blackwater Scourge.

They witnessed countless of their companions being transformed into half-machine, half-flesh monsters.

To witness firsthand how legendary, towering beasts were treated like worms, ready to be chewed up.

Extreme fear was suppressed deep inside, and the person was already on the verge of collapse.

Coupled with the amplified negative emotions inherent in this dark veil, the demonic forces' coercion became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

An epic-rank Balrog warlord's eyes suddenly turned bloodshot, and it lost all reason.

Instead of charging towards Lin Yuan, it swung its giant hammer, which was burning with hellfire, and smashed it into a shadow demon that was running beside it.

The giant hammer fell, shattering the Shadow Demon's head and splattering black brain matter everywhere.

"roar!"

The Balrog roared and began indiscriminately attacking all living things around it. This riot spread rapidly like a plague among the Balrog's followers.

The shadow demons tore their own comrades apart, and the three-headed hounds bit each other's necks off.

The entire demonic faction erupted into chaos, descending into widespread riots.

This is just the beginning.

The chaos within the Demonic faction directly impacted the angelic remnants at the front and the remaining Zerg troops at the rear.

The battle angels, who were on high alert, were infected by the demonic emotions, and a hint of crimson flashed in their golden eyes.

Their lightsabers began to swing erratically, slashing through the air and occasionally accidentally cutting their companions in front of them.

The insectoids behind them fared even worse, their mutilated thorns emitting mournful screams as they gnawed at the rocks beneath them.

The flying insects sprayed acid haphazardly in mid-air, corroding large holes in several damaged insect hive motherships.

In just a few breaths, tens of millions of alien remnants were thrown into chaos.

They pushed, trampled, and fought each other, their desperate screams echoing everywhere.

Lin Yuan stood frozen in place, his hand holding the blood sword suspended in mid-air, his face filled with astonishment. He blinked, looking at the chaotic alien army, then at himself.

What kind of thing is this?

He hadn't even shown the starting stance for his ultimate move.

Before they even had a chance to say a single standard villain line, how did the other side suddenly break up?

That's incredibly weak mental fortitude.

Lin Yuan shook his head helplessly.

Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about the logic behind it.

Regardless of whether the other party is out of their mind, if it's a piece of fat meat delivered right to your mouth, eat it first.

After we finish this batch, we'll go and clean up the remaining bones from the rest of the group.

Lin Yuan suppressed his smile, raised his left hand, and pressed it forward into the air.

"Boom!"

Countless dark golden divine realm passages expanded outwards in a fan shape from Lin Yuan as the center. One hundred! One thousand! Ten thousand!

The dark golden light illuminated this abandoned meteorite belt, tearing through the red light and firmly taking root in the void.

Solan stood at the very front and witnessed this scene firsthand.

Her breathing stopped.

To open the Divine Realm Passage, a large number of Divine Crystals are required in the Blood Pact Field.

The larger the quantity, the more exponentially the consumption increases.

But what about Lin Yuan?

He didn't even manage to pull out half a divine crystal!

With a wave of the hand, a sky tunnel instantly takes shape.

The rules of the Blood Pact Field were completely ineffective against him!

"Who...who exactly is he?" Misa's lips trembled, her voice barely audible.

Solan gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with complex emotions. There was only one explanation.

Lin Yuan also received the divine inheritance of this place, and what he obtained was probably much more advanced than what that fool Austin got.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain how he could completely disregard the laws of this world by virtue of his own strength.

I initially thought that the opponent was underestimating me because they didn't bring any followers, but now it seems that they didn't take the rules of the Blood Pact Field seriously at all.

Solan turned his head and looked at the two-horned demon who was still hysterically roaring behind him, cursing inwardly.

Are the brains of the Demon Race filled with nothing but dung?

This monster, who can disregard the suppression of rules and whose foundation is unfathomable, is someone we can't even avoid, yet we actually take the initiative to provoke it.

Not only did they fail to see the situation clearly, but they also triggered a riot within the entire army, directly pushing everyone to their deaths.

But now the die is cast, and there is no turning back.

Behind them lay the inevitable Blackwater Calamity, and ahead lay the vicious and ruthless Lin Yuan.

We had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

"All troops, form ranks!" Solan raised the Fiery Holy Sword high, and the dazzling holy light burst forth like the blazing sun, forcibly dispelling the darkness in a small area around it.

Misa and Heya, one on the left and one on the right, each released their divine power to stabilize their formation.

"Battle Angels, charge! Golden Giants, cover! Holy Light Spirits, provide energy boosts!"

Solan issued a divine decree in a hoarse voice.

Those angels who had barely regained their senses from the riot formed a dense charging formation.

Golden armor gleamed, and lightsabers intertwined to form a net of deathly light.

They charged headlong into the dark gold passage where Lin Yuan had not yet emerged from the creature's body.

When the two-horned demon saw the angels make their move, the look of madness on his face intensified.

"Kill them! Kill them all!"

Two demonic deities ignited their divine fire, forcibly suppressing some of the high-ranking demons who were still fighting each other.

The Balrog led the remaining Shadow Army, trampling over the corpses of their comrades, and coalesced into a black torrent.

Following behind the angelic army, they raced towards Lin Yuan. Meanwhile, at the rear of the column...

The Zerg gods Charon and Zerg collapsed onto a rocky outcrop.

As they watched the battle unfolding ahead, their compound eyes stared intently at the muddy ground.

They exchanged a glance.

"Zira, shall we continue?" Kalon asked weakly.

Zila gave a bitter laugh and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Screw you."

The Zerg are really no longer a threat.

In the previous battles, most of their followers were killed or wounded, and the defection further destroyed the foundation of their followers.

If the fight continues, even if they manage to defeat Lin Yuan by sheer luck, their entire retinue will be wiped out, the divine realm will inevitably collapse, and the divine fire will be extinguished.

Rather than doing that, it's better to just lie down.

The two had learned their lesson. Charon mobilized the remaining divine power within him and issued the final command to the remaining Zerg.

"All Zerg, remain in place. Cease all attacks."

The instruction has been issued.

The spiky worm, which was still writhing and thrashing about, obediently lay down on the ground and retracted its sharp limbs.

The few remaining Zerg queens retreated underground, while several dilapidated Zerg hive motherships shut down their engines and hovered motionless in mid-air.

Karon and Zilla closed their eyes and leaned against the rock.

If we can win, great; if we can't, there's nothing we can do.

Given their current severely injured state, it would be impossible for them to retreat while being pursued.

Let's wait and see, and preserve the last spark of hope.

The eerie silence of the Zerg camp caught the attention of the five machine god-like beings nearby.

They quickly completed the situation simulation.

Threat level of the human boy ahead: Unknown (extremely dangerous). Our survival rate: Less than 10%.

The five machine race members shared a surprisingly similar idea with the Zerg.

However, the Mechs are in a much better position than the Zerg, as they have more options.

As the captain watched the angels and demons charging desperately ahead, his core emitted a low-frequency vibration.

"Change tactical orders."

"Let those idiots hold the line and wear down the target's energy."

"All mechanical sequences, hyperspace jump engines preheating, energy loaded to 90%."

The five mechanical deities quietly retreated, directing the remaining heavy mech formation to tighten their defensive line.

On the surface, they adopted a defensive posture, but in reality, space engines had already been secretly deployed.

Be ready at any time to tear through space, abandon all allies, and run away alone.