I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield - Chapter 413 - 357: Faceless Men, Human Puppet Golem (2)

Chapter 413: Chapter 357: Faceless Men, Human Puppet Golem (2)

He entered a state of invisibility, suppressing his aura, skillfully avoiding all warning devices, and slipped into a very concealed entrance.

As he went deeper into the cave, the humid air carried faint “clack clack” sounds, like the friction of gears grinding, mixed with the “drip drip” of liquid flowing, resembling the workings of a precision machine.

With every step deeper, the four auras belonging to the masked men became increasingly distinct,

Qin Tian’s steps never faltered and before long, the scene before his eyes opened up dramatically.

This was a man-made underground cavern, with a complex metal machine placed at the center, its pipelines resembling a spider’s web connecting various bizarre instruments.

Meanwhile, Li Qi was firmly fixed onto the metal frame at the center of the machine, limbs chained by rune-engraved shackles, with seven transparent tubes inserted into his body, carrying dark red blood into a translucent diamond-shaped device, which filtered and then returned it to his body.

Qin Tian’s gaze suddenly turned cold—inside that diamond device, a thin layer of pale golden liquid was floating, and with the blood’s circulation, the amount of liquid was visibly increasing. Clearly, they were extracting some kind of golden substance from Li Qi’s blood, that was… the Origin Power of the Golden Bloodline!

At this moment, Li Qi’s eyes were tightly closed, his face as pale as paper, his lips chapped and cracked, his chest’s rise and fall so weak it was barely visible, and the once abundant aura of his bloodline had dwindled to the extreme, as if it could extinguish completely at any moment.

The four masked men stood beside Li Qi, quietly waiting for the machine to drain all of Li Qi’s Bloodline Power.

Courting death!

Seeing this scene, a murderous intent flashed coldly in Qin Tian’s eyes, released without reservation.

In an instant, the bodies of the four masked men trembled and they turned around abruptly, yet there was nothing in sight.

At this moment, a slight sound came from behind them.

When they turned around again, Li Qi was already gone, along with that blood filtering device.

Without hesitation, the four masked men rushed out of the underground cave and into the surface valley.

At this moment, a figure stood high above the valley, looking down at the four of them.

Boom!!

The four masked men simultaneously erupted with terrifying aura, Spiritual Energy burst forth like a volcano, scattering the demonic qi within the valley. Without a word, they launched a fierce assault on Qin Tian.

The leading masked man was a Soul Mage, the soul crystal atop his magic staff abruptly brightened, condensing pale blue soul power into three soul spikes, stabbing straight into Qin Tian’s Mind Sea, the sharp spiritual impact piercing through the air caused the rock walls to shake faintly.

The second masked man was a Poison User, releasing an ink-green poisonous mist from his sleeve that formed a scorpion upon hitting the ground, with claws and pincers splattering venom that corroded the stone surface into myriad tiny holes.

The third masked man was a Fire Mage, flames rising from his palm like a fiery waterfall, sweeping towards Qin Tian overwhelmingly.

The last masked man expanded amid the cracking of bones into a three-meter Beastman, mask still adorning his face, scales gleaming with metallic luster, the remnants of claws nearly tearing through space as he lunged first at Qin Tian.

Qin Tian quickly retreated a considerable distance, the devouring soul flame surged forth forming a black wall of fire.

The moment the soul spikes collided with the wall of fire, the pale blue soul power was fiercely burned, yet a thread of sharp pain still pierced into his mind, causing his vision to waver slightly.

Just then, the claws of the Beastman reached his face, Qin Tian flipped his wrist to reveal the Black Frost Blade, slicing through the air in a chilly arc, striking precisely at the opponent’s claw tips.

“Clang!”

The crisp sound of metal clashing against metal reverberated, causing the cave to hum, the Beastman masked man was shaken back half a step, while Qin Tian used the momentum to spin around, evading the encirclement of the poisonous scorpion while the Black Frost Blade countered towards the opponent’s waist and abdomen.

The Beastman responded extremely quickly, twisting his body and scraping his scales against the blade to cast a trail of sparks, his tail whipped like a steel lash towards Qin Tian’s head.

Qin Tian did not look back, planting his left foot and spinning to evade, maintaining his right hand’s sword momentum, and with a ghostly flash, the blade slashed diagonally at the Fire Mage’s face.

Boom!

A wall of flames suddenly rose before the Fire Mage, but was cleaved open by Qin Tian with a single stroke, yet taking the opportunity to swiftly retreat.

The Poison User, seeing Qin Tian handling the four’s siege with ease, sent more poison needles from his sleeve, forming a green line shooting towards Qin Tian’s throat.

As if he had eyes on his back, Qin Tian slightly tilted his head, the poison needle grazing his earlobe and embedding into the rock wall, exploding into a cloud of poison mist. The black aura around him flashed, activating the Poisonous Snake Body, the poison mist touching the aura was like water drops into the sea, not harming his skin at all.

In these brief moments of entanglement, Qin Tian had already seen through the four’s strengths: the Beastman was fast, with strong defense but slightly lacking agility; the Soul Mage had uncanny spiritual attacks but lacked close combat defense; the Poison User was sinister, but to face his Poisonous Snake Body was utterly futile; the Fire Mage had fierce attacks, but his flames were restrained by the devouring soul flame.

“This battle should end.”

Cold light flared in Qin Tian’s eyes, no longer holding back.

The Black Frost Blade suddenly surged with crackling thunder, the blade seemingly entwined with a small storm, releasing a domineering and unparalleled Sword Intent with abrupt ferocity.

The Beastman masked man charged once more, claws driving a tearing pressure.

Yet Qin Tian advanced instead of retreating, his figure suddenly turned into a fleeting shadow, almost twice as fast as before!

“Die!”

A thunderous low roar exploded within the cavern, the Black Frost Blade dragging dazzling lightning, slashing out as fast as lightning.

This strike combined the extreme speed of the Night Emperor’s bloodline, the rampage of thunder and lightning techniques, and the Armor-Breaking power of the dominant Sword Intent, at such an angle that the Beastman had nowhere to dodge.