37: Chapter 37: A Frenzied Assault on War Faith, Crushing Shackles to Ascend to Demigodhood

Dark golden demigod fire expanded in the deepest part of the earth's veins.

Lin Yuan hovered in the sky. The red and green intertwined radiation storm swept past him, but could not shake him in the slightest.

Violent power of laws rampaged within his body, tearing his consciousness apart and reassembling it.

He did not distract himself by suppressing the pain, instead opening all his senses and letting the pressure of the divine fire sweep across the entire Wasteland.

At this moment, the buildings within the Wasteland Divine Domain had all completed their metamorphosis.

The hundreds-of-meters-tall radiation towers roared into operation, with eerie green toxic light shrouding the dome.

The Death Gladiator Cage spewed materialized killing gales.

The Abyssal Carrion Tree transformed into a metallic magic plant, its roots drawing nutrients from the sea of blood.

The environment's extreme resistance had been maxed out.

Lin Yuan's cold gaze turned toward the vast land below.

He looked at those Wasteland creatures that were trembling and yet trapped in extreme excitement during this upheaval.

"Environmental reshaping complete."

Lin Yuan's voice, without any inflection, echoed in every creature's mind.

"Now, begin culling the dross."

Boom!

Lin Yuan raised his hand, his divine power pouring down without reservation.

He forcibly activated the four monstrous-level buildings, coordinating with the demigod fire deep in the earth's veins.

He initiated the cruelest forced metamorphosis for all races within the Wasteland Divine Domain.

Dark red blood rain fell from the sky, mixed with high concentrations of radiation toxins, pouring into the Styx.

In just over ten minutes, the water level of the Styx surged.

The originally dark black acidic waters transformed completely into a scarlet sea of poison.

The bottom layer of the ecological chain was the first to react.

The Ash Spore Mushrooms scattered across the perimeter of the basin, after absorbing the blood rain and radiation toxic gas, experienced uncontrolled, frenzied growth.

The dark gray caps expanded rapidly, growing from the size of a fist to as huge as a millstone.

The spots on the surface of the caps transformed into dark red poison sacs.

A breeze blew, the poison sacs ruptured, spewing out thick, visible neurotoxic miasma.

Smelling this toxic gas, millions of corrupted cockroaches in the underground nests swarmed out.

They poured onto the ground, the swarm of cockroaches pouncing on the mutated Ash Spore Mushrooms, devouring them greedily.

The toxic miasma accumulated within their bodies, and the power of laws took effect on them.

Visibly, the cockroaches' originally rotting black shells rapidly hardened and metamorphosed, taking on a dark green metallic luster.

Their bodies surged to half a meter in length, and sawtooth-like metallic barbs grew in their mouthparts.

Having eaten all the mushrooms, this massive insect swarm began to turn its hungry fangs toward every living thing around.

In the sky, tens of thousands of Demonized Vultures were soaked by the blood rain.

The blood seeped through their feathers and into their flesh.

Under the baptism of the laws, the vultures' feathers quickly fell off, replaced by black metallic quills as sharp as knives.

Their wingspans exceeded three meters, and their eyes turned completely bloodthirsty crimson.

They no longer circled, no longer waited for corpses on the ground.

The vulture flock emitted shrill screeches, like tens of thousands of dive bombers, heading straight to slaughter the cockroach swarm on the ground.

At the same time, the swarms of blood-sucking poisonous bats hidden deep in the mine caves were also forced out of their nests by the radiation and the aura of slaughter.

The poisonous bats' bodies doubled in size, with sharp bone blades growing on the edges of their wings.

They opened their mouths, emitting infrasound waves with tangible lethality.

As the sound waves swept past, large swathes of flying vultures bled from their seven orifices in mid-air, losing their balance and crashing to the ground.

At the bottom of the Styx.

The Abyssal Swamp Crabs welcomed a carnival after the water quality mutated.

The energy of the sea of blood made their shells harder than alloy, and their two giant pincers evolved the function of high-frequency vibration.

Thousands of swamp crabs crawled out of the water, waving their giant pincers, mercilessly cutting the falling vultures and the cockroaches near the water's edge into two.

The water surface churned.

Schools of Bone-Rot Piranhas leaped out of the water.

They had absorbed the ultimate law of slaughter, and their gills mutated, allowing them to stay in the air briefly.

They were like darts breaking out of the water, opening their mouths filled with metallic sharp teeth.

They directly bit the low-flying poisonous bats, dragging them into the scarlet Styx to tear them apart madly.

The bottom-layer creatures all fell into extreme madness.

But the real main event was in the center of the basin.

The leader, "Tyrant," stood in the center of the blood pool that had turned into an abyssal sea of blood.

It raised its head, spread its arms, and let the sky-filling blood rain wash over its body.

The divine fire roasted underground, and the rolling energy of the sea of blood poured into its body.

Tyrant's height broke through the eight-meter mark with unstoppable force.

Its scale armor, originally covered in dark golden patterns, began to squirm violently.

A layer of deep black liquid metal seeped out from its pores, perfectly interweaving and solidifying with the scale armor.

It had turned into a true Demon God of slaughter.

With each breath, thick green toxic miasma spewed from its nose and mouth, instantly vaporizing the surrounding crystalline ground.

Its eyes were filled with extreme violence, and it slammed its right foot onto the ground.

Thud.

The crystalline crust within a hundred meters shattered, and the shockwave pulverized tens of thousands of nearby mutated cockroaches.

Behind Tyrant, the army of over forty thousand Goblins let out an earth-shaking roar.

Standing in the red and green intertwined radiation storm, the bone armor on their bodies all metamorphosed into living metal armor.

The weapons and armor in their hands, driven by their intent, also transformed into more lethal, more compatible heavy metal weapons.

Under the stimulation of the laws, the Goblin army was left with only the purest combat instinct.

The Gu-pot slaughter erupted in full force!

Lin Yuan did not need to issue any orders.

All the races within the Wasteland Divine Domain, driven by the divine fire and the four major buildings, were locked in mutual slaughter.

The vultures and poisonous bats in the sky were biting each other, and large swathes of metallic feathers and severed limbs fell like a rainstorm along with blood.

The cockroach swarm on the ground was like a black tsunami, crashing wave after wave against the Goblin army's formation.

The Goblins brandished their living metal heavy weapons, slashing madly through the insect swarm.

Sparks from metal collisions and green acidic body fluids splattered everywhere.

On the banks of the Styx, the swamp crabs and Piranhas were locked in a death struggle with the charging Goblin vanguard battalion.

The giant pincers snapped the Goblins' weapons, and the Goblins opened their mouths, using their mutated poisonous fangs to bite down hard on the crabs' compound eyes.

Water, land, and air were all entangled in every aspect.

There was no tactic to speak of; it was just the most primitive, most bloody hand-to-hand combat.

A Goblin was submerged by tens of thousands of cockroaches, and its living metal armor was corroded and pierced by the strong acid.

But at the moment of its death, [Acid Self-Destruct] triggered, and the violent explosion blasted all the surrounding cockroaches into pieces of meat filling the sky.

The surviving Goblins stepped on their companions' corpses, grabbing the cockroach meat and stuffing it directly into their mouths.

The wounds on the Goblins' bodies recovered in the blink of an eye under the squirming of the living metal.

Fight! Kill! Eat!

If you don't evolve, you die.

Only the victors could survive this natural disaster catastrophe and complete the ultimate metamorphosis.

Tyrant rampaged across the battlefield.

Its fists were the most terrifying siege hammers.

With one punch, hundreds of mutated swamp crabs were smashed into meat paste along with their shells.

It grabbed two diving Demonized Vultures, pulled hard with both hands, tore them in half, and roared to the sky while bathing in the scalding beast blood.

The slaughter continued.

Every second, thousands of creatures died, turning into nutrients for the sea of blood and the Abyssal Carrion Tree.

Lin Yuan crossed his arms over his chest, hovering in the sky, watching everything below with cold eyes.

The mountain of corpses and sea of blood did not make him waver in the slightest.

His pupils reflected the madness below, feeling the massive feedback from the battlefield.

The ultimate [War Faith].

The fifty thousand-strong army, plus the fanaticism, violence, despair, and killing intent erupted by millions of bottom-layer creatures between life and death.

Transformed into a dark golden torrent, crossing the distance of space, and poured into Lin Yuan's body.

This power of faith was too vast, vast enough to burst an ordinary Demigod.

But Lin Yuan's physical body and divine soul had long since been tempered through thousands of trials.

"Crack."

An extremely crisp cracking sound came from within Lin Yuan.

It was the final shackle of a divine creature in the awakening stage.

Under the overwhelming impact of the War Faith, this barrier shattered with a bang.

The dark golden divine fire deep in the earth's veins, following the mysterious connection, directly ignited Lin Yuan's divine soul.

Breakthrough, Demigod!

Lin Yuan closed his eyes.

At this moment, he felt his soul being lifted to an indescribable dimension.

Vast mental power expanded infinitely outward with him as the center.

His consciousness merged into one with the entire Wasteland Divine Domain.

Every tremor of the earth, every roll of the sea of blood, and even the microscopic trajectory of every Goblin brandishing its weapon were under the control of his divine sense.

This was no longer simple perception; it was more like a deity's domain of authority—

With just a single thought, he could extinguish the violent soul flames of tens of thousands of monsters through the mental link.

In the real world, inside an independent villa in the Spark Military District.

Lin Yuan's physical body, sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly erupted with terrifying pressure.

The air was directly displaced, and fine cracks appeared on the walls.

A very faint dark golden light flowed across the surface of his skin.

It was the Demigod power produced by the divine fire feeding back into his real physical body.

This divine power was no longer limited to void laws, but turned into liquid dark golden divine fluid, surging and roaring in his withered meridians.

Forcibly transforming and purifying his originally mortal flesh and blood into a higher-dimensional divine power source.

Lin Yuan opened his eyes.

His black and white eyes became as deep as an endless abyss, with a dangerous dark golden color dancing in the depths of his pupils.

Powerful mental energy overflowed uncontrollably, causing even the surrounding space to ripple slightly.

He did not stand up, but just casually raised his right hand and squeezed lightly at the air in front of him.

Bang!

The air in the center was crushed by his bare hand, producing a shrill sonic boom.

The violent airflow stirred up a hurricane in the room, overturning the chairs directly.

Accompanied by the sonic boom, the violent dark golden divine power crushed the agitated airflow into a vacuum.

More terrifyingly, the mental power attached to it directly locked the microscopic laws of this space, making all elements submit to his will.

"This is the power of a Demigod."

Lin Yuan looked at his palm, feeling the terrifying power within his body capable of destroying hills, the vast river of divine power in his meridians, and the deep, sea-like mental control in his mind.

A look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

His current foundation had long since surpassed simple physical brute force.

Added to the Wasteland laws contained in his divine soul, and the massive, all-encompassing mental pressure.

Even without using the Divine Domain army.

With just this real body alone, it was enough to kill ordinary Demigod-level deities with his bare hands, or even crush them at the soul level.