Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Gee tut.

Lin Yuan stood on the tyrant's shoulder, looking down at Austin in the mud below.

These days, even gods have such poor resilience.

Despite bearing the legacy of an ancient true god and the title of a demigod at the eighth level, his psychological defenses were less than paper.

This is nothing.

Lin Yuan lightly touched the ground with his toes.

A glimmer of starlight flashed past as I trod on my star-studded shoes.

Ripples spread through the space as Lin Yuan's figure vanished from the Tyrant's shoulder and appeared directly at the edge of the swamp beside Austin.

He crouched down, extended two fingers, and placed them on Austin's badly damaged carotid artery.

The god's body was covered in cracks, and his internal organs were shattered into a pot of porridge.

The purple inheritance mark deep within his soul was dim and could be extinguished at any moment.

That demigod-level divine fire, like a flickering candle in the wind, struggled desperately under the erosion left by the Blackwater catastrophe.

It's alright, it's still holding on.

He's really close to death, not just pretending.

Lin Yuan raised his right hand, and the gray-black air currents in his palm surged and condensed into a chain as thick as a wrist.

A flick of the wrist.

The gray-black chains, like snakes emerging from their holes, coiled around Austin's neck, forming three tight knots.

Then, Lin Yuan exerted force with one arm, pulled up the end of the chain, and swung Austin like a sack of potatoes.

"Got it."

Lin Yuan tossed it casually.

Austin's dilapidated divine body traced an arc in the air.

The tyrant, towering ten thousand meters tall, reached out its giant hand and grabbed the middle of the chain.

It skillfully pulled the rope tight and hung it up smoothly.

Austin, along with Solan, the Demonborn, and more than a dozen other deities, were strung together and neatly hung around the tyrant's waist.

Like a string of quails waiting to be slaughtered hanging on a butcher's belt.

After dealing with this fat sheep, Lin Yuan turned and headed towards the human race's position on the edge of the area.

Bai Ye stood at the edge of the shield, his eyes wide open.

His eyes reddened when he saw Lin Yuan approaching.

He bent his knees, his knees hit the mud, and he slid two meters away.

"God of Abyss! Brother Lin Yuan! My great father!"

Bai Ye sprinted forward on his knees, stretching his arms out as if to grab a thigh.

"You've finally arrived! You have no idea what kind of life I've been living these past few days!"

"I thought I'd never see you again in this lifetime!"

Just then, Bai Ye's hands, covered in black mud, were about to grab his trouser leg.

Lin Yuan raised his right foot, the sole of his shoe imprinting on Bai Ye's chest.

Stop the opponent's momentum as they slide down to their knees.

"Stand up straight when you speak," Lin Yuan said, cutting off Bai Ye's grievances before he could even begin to pour out his heart.

Bai Ye got up easily, brushed the mud off his chest, and grinned in a way that looked more like a grimace.

Chu Xiaoxiao and Su Yueying, who were standing nearby, stopped what they were doing at the same time.

"Is the outer perimeter cleared out?" Chu Xiaoxiao stepped forward, her gaze passing over Lin Yuan and looking at the Divine Realm army behind her.

"That's about it." Lin Yuan looked around. "Besides them, are there any other alien deities in this area?"

Chu Xiaoxiao reached out and pulled out a huge holographic light screen in the void.

The surface of the light curtain flashes with dense streams of azure data, rapidly constructing a local topographic map of the bleeding field.

In the southeast corner of the topographic map, three striking red dots are standing still.

"There are still three goals."

Chu Xiaoxiao tapped the screen with her fingers to bring up detailed data.

"Starfall".

"Add one Protoss and one Titan."

"Starfall has betrayed us." Chu Xiaoxiao spoke very quickly, explaining the whole story.

"The three of us previously obtained intelligence from the mechanical deity scouts and tracked these three people all the way here."

"As a result, he ran headlong into an encirclement set up by thirteen alien gods."

Chu Xiaoxiao paused, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

"Actually, I haven't figured it out yet."

"The mechanical deities I sent out to monitor Starfall, along with those Void Dream Spirits, were all wiped out by Starfall and his men."

"Logically speaking, those alien races should have completed their tactical encirclement and come to support these alien deities long ago."

But so far, they haven't moved an inch; they've remained stuck in the same spot.

"I knew that bastard couldn't be trusted!"

Bai Ye stepped forward, looking as if he had known everything, and began to take credit.

"Brother Lin Yuan, do you remember? Back on that spaceship heading to the Blood Pact Arena, I reminded you of something!"

He winked and made faces, reminiscing vividly.

"That guy looks decent enough, but he's full of bad intentions—a total green tea bitch! My intuition is always right!"

Su Yueying gripped the greatsword of judgment tightly in her hand, and flames reignited on the blade.

"He must be eliminated." Su Yueying gritted her teeth. "A disgrace to humanity."

Lin Yuan stared calmly at the red dot on the screen.

He wasn't surprised by Xingyun's betrayal.

In this blood pact arena, there is only one underlying logic.

Survive, seize resources.

Foreign races are resources, and so are traitors.

In places like the Blood Pact Arena, it doesn't matter if you're an alien or a human traitor; as long as you're on the opposite side, you're all labeled as resources.

"One of our own? It's just as easy to fleece them."

"Knowing the location is enough."

Lin Yuan yawned and turned to leave.

"I'll go first and take them out."

"You'll have to clean up the mess here yourselves."

Lin Yuan had just taken half a step when a pair of hands grabbed his thighs tightly.

"Brother Lin Yuan! God Yuan! Father!" Bai Ye cried with snot and tears streaming down his face, refusing to let go no matter what.

"Let's go and hunt down the traitor together, shall we! You've been such a hands-off manager, the next time we want to find you, we won't even be able to find a hair on your head!"

He pointed fearfully at the group of ferocious demons in the distance.

"This godforsaken place is full of perverts. Without your protection, my little body won't survive tonight!"

Lin Yuan was in a real bind.

I swung my legs twice, but I still couldn't shake off this stubborn piece of meat.

Before entering the Blood Pact Arena, I had actually promised to protect Bai Ye.

but……

He turned to look at the long string of alien gods around the tyrant's waist.

I'm in a hurry to find a quiet place to finish off this huge spoils of war; I don't have time to continue partying.

Just as Lin Yuan was pondering a way to escape.

In the distance, a ring of bubbles rose from the murky black pool.

Glug glug.

A colossal creature burst from the water and crashed heavily onto the shore.

On the back of the Kun fish.

Jiang Tai'a lay there, his hair a mess of knots.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and stood up unsteadily.

He spat out a mouthful of mud and sand.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey..."

Jiang Tai'a looked around blankly.

All that could be seen were bare rock formations and broken pieces of machinery.

Jiang Tai'a scratched his messy hair, his eyes falling on the figures in front of him.

Upon seeing Lin Yuan's face, he grinned, revealing two rows of large white teeth.

"Captain Lin! We finally caught up with you!"

Jiang Tai'a patted the Kun fish's bald head, gesturing for it to swim over.

Lin Yuan watched as Jiang Tai'a rode a bald-skinned giant fish onto the stage.

His gaze then swept over Chu Xiaoxiao, who was recalibrating the mechanical legion's data.

A sudden inspiration struck me.

I've got an idea.

Lin Yuan pulled his thigh out and kicked Bai Ye in the butt, telling him to get lost.

"Stop howling about being so sad."

Lin Yuan pointed to Jiang Tai'a, who was running over.

"You're short of combat power, and here comes the men."

Bai Ye got up from the ground, rubbing his bottom, and looked in the direction Lin Yuan was pointing.

A savage riding a bald fish, covered in mud, who looked even more wretched than himself.

It's this sleeping god, Jiang Tai'a.

"Him?" Bai Ye's eyes widened, his face clearly showing his disbelief.

Don't be picky.

Lin Yuan was too lazy to waste words.

"Jiang Tai'a, demigod seven times."

"The rudimentary form of divinity that this kid has grasped, along with his retinue, makes him a top-tier talent in the entire arena."

"Chu Xiaoxiao still has several mechanical deities in her possession."

"Plus Su Yueying and your Void Dream Spirits."

"The four of you as a team are more than enough to roam freely in this Blood Pact Arena."

He counted the costs for them on his fingers.

"After that battle, almost all the top-tier races among the myriad races were wiped out."

"The remaining scattered soldiers are no match for you."

Bai Ye was still somewhat hesitant, shrinking his neck and muttering, "What if... what if we really encounter a powerful enemy we can't defeat?"

Lin Yuan sighed helplessly.

With a flick of his wrist, a dark red longsword appeared in his palm.

At the hilt of the sword, a bloodshot eyeball rolled back and forth, exuding a fierce and bloodthirsty aura.

Lin Yuan casually tossed the longsword into Bai Ye's arms.

"Here you go."

"If you encounter a problem you can't handle, just pour divine power into the sword. I'll naturally rush over."

Bai Ye hurriedly grabbed Xue Jian.

The eyeball stared straight at him, its pupils filled with greed, as if it were ready to bite him at any moment.

Bai Ye swallowed hard, feeling like he'd just grabbed a hot potato.

"Does this thing... recognize an owner?"

Lin Yuan ignored his question, finished explaining everything, and then stepped into a dazzling display of starlight from his star-studded boots.

"Walk."

A single word, spoken with the force of a resounding bell.

The entire divine army was shaken.

The towering demons, thousands of meters tall, pulled their legs from the ground, unleashing a roar that shattered mountains and rivers.

The undead from the Void Abyss rode the Blood-Stained Bone Fish and turned around.

The flesh-and-blood pagoda contracted its tentacles, grinding blood-red corridors into the ground.

Calamity fire spirits danced across the sky, gathering the karmic flames.

As Lin Yuan left, the churning black clouds in the sky began to surge.

Deep within the clouds, rows of eerie blue mechanical eyeballs ceased to rotate.

The enormous black mist hand began to shrink, and the core rules of the natural disaster began to crumble.

One after another, enormous liquid gold crabs emerged from the black mist.

They rapidly shrank in size in mid-air, shedding their terrifying aura of calamity.

It was restored to its original form, with its dark gold armor and streamlined body.

This group of overlords has already completed racial advancement and is powerful enough to rival legendary beasts.

They're like a pack of obedient hunting dogs now.

They swung their long legs along the edge of the spatial rift, traversing the void as if it were flat ground, closely following behind Lin Yuan.

Now that their racial evolution is complete, they naturally no longer need to wander outside the realm of gods.

For them, the place where the deity resides is their only home.

The dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated as the liquid gold crab left.

The oppressive feeling that had been weighing on everyone for so long vanished in an instant.

The long-lost crimson light once again bathed the earth.

Apart from the rocky gullies and the receding silhouette of the giant beast, it was as if nothing had ever happened.

Bai Ye was slightly out of breath, feeling as if he had just escaped death.

He looked down at the blood-stained sword he was holding in his arms.

The crimson eye on the sword guard was looking at his face, its eyes revealing undisguised mockery.

The blade trembled slightly, as if it wanted to drain his blood dry.

Bai Ye shivered.

"Brother Lin Yuan's sword feels even more sinister than those of the alien races..."

He muttered under his breath and quickly used his divine power to wrap the blood sword tightly, afraid that he might be sucked dry by this thing.

Chu Xiaoxiao adjusted her glasses and quickly composed herself.

"Stop talking nonsense."

Chu Xiaoxiao made a decisive move and took over command of the team.

"Since Lin Yuan has taken on the task of suppressing the traitors, we can't just sit here and wait to die."

"Everyone, get ready and get moving!"

She drew afterimages on the light screen with her hands.

The highest-level command was issued.

The gears mesh, and the engine restarts.

The massive mechanical army quickly reorganized its formation and activated all its fire control radars.

Su Yueying raised the Judgment Greatsword, and the Dark Gold Angels spread their wings and took to the air in formation.

Everything was in perfect order.

Only Jiang Tai'a stood aside.

He scratched his messy, bird's-nest-like hair, glanced at the murderous Chu Xiaoxiao, and then at Bai Ye, who was holding a long sword.

"no."

Jiang Tai'a stared wide-eyed, his face etched with clear-eyed stupidity.

"Can anyone tell me what happened?"

"What about the gods?"

"Who are we going to deal with now?"

"And... why did Captain Lin disappear again after just one meeting?"