God-Tier Extraction Talent: Reincarnated in a Game-like World!

Chapter 589: The Dead God Remains

Gabriel stepped through the grand iron doors and entered the Core Suppressing Chamber.

As soon as his boots crossed the threshold, the heavy iron doors slowly swung shut behind him with a dull, echoing slam. The moment the gates closed, the air around him shifted.

The pressure in this inner chamber was ten times stronger than anything they had felt outside.

It was a physical force, invisible but incredibly heavy, pressing down on the space like a falling ocean. The air itself felt thick and hard to breathe, vibrating with a high pitched, electric hum that could easily turn a normal mage’s mana into empty dust in a fraction of a second.

If an ordinary cultivator had stepped into this room, their dantian would have ruptured instantly, their internal power violently ripped out of their pores to feed the room.

But Gabriel did not even flinch. The massive siphoning wave washed over his skin like a harmless breeze, completely unable to slow him down or drain his power.

Best of all, because the pressure inside this chamber was so astronomically high, the others had to stay behind. Liang, Evelyn Ares, Jack, Aria, and the survivors of Broken Dawn and Olympus were all left outside the grand iron doors, unable to even take a single step forward without collapsing.

In this towering, ancient cavern, Gabriel was completely alone. He was completely free to use his deepest secrets.

Gabriel slowly raised his head, his blue eyes scanning the massive, quiet chamber.

In the center of the cavern stood the towering Core Suppressing Spike.

It was a massive nail made of dark, unpolished black metal, easily thirty meters tall. Heavy, ancient black chains wrapped around the spike from all directions, anchoring it deeply to the stone walls and the ceiling. The surface of the giant nail was covered in complex geometric markings that glowed with a blinding, raw white light, humming with siphoning energy.

But as Gabriel walked closer, his eyes fell on the floor beneath the spike.

The ancient stone floor was semi translucent, like dark, foggy glass. Deep beneath the stone, a massive, dark crimson light was pulsing slowly. It looked like a giant, glowing vein of blood, expanding and contracting with a slow, heavy rhythm.

It was the beating heart of the sleeping god.

Every time the crimson light pulsed, a heavy vibration traveled through the mountain roots, telling Gabriel that the primordial beast buried beneath these rocks was still alive, kept in a perpetual state of slumber only by the siphoning nail above it.

Gabriel walked up to the base of the massive black spike. He reached out his hand, his fingers hovering just inches away from the cold, humming metal.

Hummmmm—

A screen of purple light appeared before his eyes, flashing with system notifications:

[Core Suppressing Spike]

[Target: Primordial Sealing Artifact (Siphon Type)

Status: Energy Reservoir Overloaded (120% Capacity)

Note: Due to the massive number of high level deaths and siphoned power from the surrounding area today, the spike’s internal energy reservoir is currently overflowing with raw, pure divine and physical energy.]

Gabriel’s lips curved into a cold smile beneath his white phantom mask.

The deaths of the Martial Palace disciples, the Holy Church knights, and the demonic cultivators had not been wasted. The siphoning spike had gorged itself on their high level power, filling its reservoir to the absolute brim.

And now, there was no one here to stop him from taking it.

Gabriel placed his right palm flat against the cold, vibrating metal of the Core Suppressing Spike. His eyes flashed with a cold, greedy light as he whispered a single, forbidden word:

“Extract.”

Ding!

A blinding, dark purple light exploded from his palm, wrapping around the massive black nail as a whopping 1000 EP Points were deducted and a system prompt appeared before him.

[Extraction Successful!]

[Ding! You have extracted the skill Gravity Domain Lv.1]

[Gravity Domain: Unleash a localized 1000 meter gravity field. You can freely control and manipulate the physical weight of all objects and enemies within this domain, increasing or decreasing gravity by up to 500%. Cooldown: 10 minutes. MP Cost: 200]

Without hesitation and because he still had skill slots left, Gabriel learned the skill on sight.

The power rushed up his arm like hot liquid fire, spreading through his veins, his bones, and his muscles. His physical body let out a series of small, popping sounds as his muscles became denser and his reflexes sharpened to a terrifying degree. The sheer physical density of his presence doubled, a dark, heavy gravitational aura beginning to swirl lazily around his boots.

He had siphoned the siphoned power of the empire’s seal, turning their sacrifice into his own personal strength.

Rumble! Rumble!

Suddenly, the entire cavern shook violently. Deep cracks split the stone walls, and massive chunks of rock crashed down from the ceiling, splashing into the dark pit below.

Right then, a massive, jagged crack split the stone floor directly beneath the base of the spike.

The crack was deep and wide, and as Gabriel looked down, his breath caught in his throat.

Exposed inside the deep fissure, lying just a few feet beneath the broken stone, was a massive, pulsing mass of pure crimson and gold energy. It was a giant, beating heart, covered in thick, crystalline veins that hummed with a terrifying, godlike power.

It was the actual remains of the sleeping Death God.

The sheer density of the divine energy radiating from the exposed heart was so immense that it physically distorted the light around it, creating a shimmering, boiling mirage in the air.

Gabriel’s eyes burned with an intense, manic excitement beneath his mask.

A god’s remains.

To a normal person, this was an object of absolute terror. But to Gabriel, who possessed the God Tier [Extraction] talent, this was the ultimate treasure in the entire universe. If he could extract from a god… his power would reach a level that defied the heavens.

Gabriel stepped to the edge of the deep crack.

He slowly knelt down, reaching his right hand into the fissure, his palm hovering just millimeters away from the pulsing, hot surface of the god’s beating heart. A familiar, dark purple glow began to swirl around his fingers as the system prompt prepared to trigger.

He opened his lips, ready to speak the final command