I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield - Chapter 368 - 330: The Demon King Descends

Chapter 368: Chapter 330: The Demon King Descends

Ten minutes ago​

In the wilderness, the Void Gate opened, and a figure stepped out. ​

Crack, crack—​

With the sound of bones cracking, Qin Tian stretched his body, the features of the adjutant faded away like a tide, returning to his own appearance.

As for the real adjutant of Yan Song, he had already been silently dealt with, his body thrown into the Spirit Space. ​

Through Soul Devourer, he extracted Yan Song’s habits from the adjutant’s memories—always drinking red tea before an important meeting.

This seemingly insignificant detail became the key to his breakthrough.

At this moment, the tea mixed with “Lock Spirit Powder” should be taking effect in Yan Song’s body. ​

This poison might not be lethal, but it acted like invisible chains binding the spiritual veins, leaving the Spiritualist exhausted.

Even a Tier Six Golden Bloodline would have to endure a few minutes of weakness—this short time window was enough for him to do what he needed to do. ​

Qin Tian placed a hand on his chest, and in the next moment, black scales emerged from beneath his skin, instantly covering his entire body. A long tail with bone spurs extended from his spine, and two streams of black mist burst from his shoulder blades as a pair of massive wings with a metallic sheen ruptured from his body, each feather’s tip gleaming with frigid light.

His face twisted and deformed, fangs pierced through his lips, and violent Demonic Qi surged within his ghostly green slit pupils, transforming him into the form of a Silver-winged Demon. ​

The air around him suddenly turned viscous, thick Demonic Qi rolled around him like ink, whipping up dust and stones, the low-level Demons nearby sensed this terrifying aura and were filled with abject terror, fleeing in all directions. ​

Qin Tian flapped his wings, his body slowly rising. He didn’t immediately charge toward his target but flew in circles in the sky.

The frequency of his wing flaps increased, forming a black whirlwind, surrounding sand and stones were swept into it, forming an ever-expanding sandstorm.

His speed continually increased as he circled, the sound of the wind changed from a whistle to a sharp whistle, sonic booms blasted repeatedly, echoing across the wilderness like dull thunder. ​

With each circle, his surrounding Demonic Qi thickened, and his aura rose step by step, as if absorbing the power of heaven and earth into himself.

The ground below was ripped to shreds by the air currents, and the nearby Demons had long since fled without a trace.

[Charge Gathering]

This was the purple Talent he acquired from the Silver-winged Demon, and this time, he intended to resolve Yan Song under everyone’s watchful eyes, as a Silver-winged Demon.

Meanwhile, the “Qin Tian” transformed by Li Qi was sitting beside Yan Song, perfectly clearing him of suspicion.

Woosh~ Woosh~

His speed increased further during flight, [Charge Gathering] increased speed by 250%, the Demon King’s Wings by 500%, and the Hunting Mark by 70%, the combined talents rendered his speed incomprehensibly fast, turning the surrounding Demonic Qi into a black storm.

Once the charge was complete, Qin Tian willed the Void Gate to open before him, and without hesitation, he dashed into the Void Gate.

The hum of spatial travel emanated from within, and the next second, the Void Gate opened a few dozen kilometers away from the Chijin Battlegroup headquarters in the barren plains, Qin Tian’s figure shot out from it. ​

He slightly lowered his head, his slit pupils locking onto the direction of the distant camp, his wings suddenly accelerating their flapping. ​

Whoosh—​

The wind tore at his ears, sonic boom clouds trailed down the path through the air, the surrounding Demonic Qi compressed into a sharp cone by the airflow, the entire figure turned into a meteor with a black tail flame, charging toward the Chijin Battlegroup’s camp with cataclysmic momentum.

…

“What is that!”​

The sentry on the watchtower barely managed to shout before his pupils were filled with the ink-like Demonic Qi surging from the horizon. It wasn’t a gradual spread but rather a dam-breaking black tide, rushing with cataclysmic force—the soldiers couldn’t even make out the figure shrouded within the Demonic Qi, their fingers just touching their weapon hilts before an invisible force wave knocked them to the ground. ​

“Quick…” The herald’s cry caught in his throat, and the next moment, the camp tents were seized by an invisible giant hand, the canvas lifting into the air with the sound of tearing, wooden poles and frames snapped with crackles, even the base of the main camp, half a foot deep, was uprooted and swirled into the sky by the surging airflow. ​

The terrifying pressure descended like a black cloud, the thick Demonic Qi flooded into everyone’s mouth and nose like slush mixed with ice shards.

Tier Three soldiers’ faces turned blue and purple, grasping at the gravel of the ground just to barely lift their heads; those below Tier Two simply collapsed, gasping as if their lungs were being crushed, even breathing became a luxury. ​

In the blink of an eye—​

“Crack!”​

The Rune Barrier covering the camp suddenly lit up with blinding white light, countless cryptic runes flowed across the light shield but shattered the instant they collided with the black streak of light.

The moment the Silver-winged Demon broke through the barrier, the shockwave lifted half the camp’s defenses into the air, the piercing screech of its metallic wings cutting through the air was more alarming than any siren.

It didn’t pause in the slightest, golden slit pupils locked onto the main camp in the center, wings twisting as it dove down like a meteor, tents, fences, and weapon racks shattered along its path, plowing a groove trailing black smoke across the ground.

The main camp was lifted away, the whirlwind dragging sand and stones inside, the wooden table long since disappeared, maps and documents whirled in the air, several commanders’ faces turned deathly pale, watching helplessly as the storm of Demonic Qi barrelled towards them.