I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield - Chapter 438 - 372: Turning Point, War’s End

Chapter 438: Chapter 372: Turning Point, War’s End

Dark Demon Realm

Millions of troops assembled into dense formations, the warriors still clad in blood-stained battle armor, clutching their worn weapons in their hands. A semi-circular formation of Spiritualists in the medical team spread out, their pale green healing light rippling out like a tide, covering a vast area. This was the most basic large-scale healing technique, unable to completely heal wounds, yet barely able to keep severely injured warriors alive.

The blood holes at the stumps of severed arms were temporarily sealed by Spiritual Energy, warriors with damaged internal organs were gently lifted by the soft light, their suppressed groans of pain lowly echoing amidst the hum of flowing Spiritual Energy in this dim space.

Despite the many wounded, everyone’s faces brimmed with relief at having survived, their eyes sparkling with the joy of escaping death.

The brutal memories of the battle to seal the space portal still lingered in their minds—the sky-covering giant hands of the Thousand-Hand Wooden Statue, the viciousness and brutality of the demons, the fearless valiance of their comrades—all now transformed into a searing warmth within their chests.

They stood silently in place, collectively looking up at the deep sky, as if bound by some unspoken agreement.

Suddenly, a ripple of space appeared mid-air, like a stone thrown into still water, spreading layers of light waves. Following this, a figure stepped out from the slowly opening Gate of Space, with the Demon King’s Wings with dark golden veins gently flapping behind, stirring a breeze that touched the hair of the soldiers below.

The battle armor on him was still smeared with drying dark blood, with a Black Frost Blade slung at his waist, and a faint smile at his lips, as if he was reveling in something.

“Captain Qin Tian!”

A voice called out, and the next moment, the scene erupted in thunderous applause and cheers, deafening shouts rolling like thunder across the open field.

“Qin Tian!” “Qin Tian!” The shouts rose and fell, eventually merging into a unified wave.

Some warriors with severed arms struggled to stand straight, desperately waving their arms; some injured mages tremulously waved their magic staffs, smiles on their faces; even the severely injured being lifted by Spiritual Energy managed to lift their heads, eyes gleaming with admiration.

Everyone knew how hard-won this victory was.

The greatest hero in this was indisputably Qin Tian.

Without Qin Tian’s space teleportation, they wouldn’t have been able to traverse several Demon Realms from the Infernal Demon Sea in just an hour, reaching the Dark Demon Realm before the demons’ massive invasion of the Cosmos.

Without Qin Tian’s treasure sealing, at the moment when the sealing scroll shattered, the entire battle would have collapsed, with the space portal expanding ever more under the nourishment of Demonic Qi.

Without Qin Tian’s final Gate of Space, millions of the United Army would have been hopelessly trapped in the demon’s encirclement, unable to break free.

From charging into battle to desperate counterattacks, from sealing the portals to full retreat, Qin Tian single-handedly altered the course of the battle.

At this moment, everyone was gazing at the figure high in the sky, their eyes filled with nothing but admiration and awe—not only was this overwhelming strength, but also the courage to turn the tide in a desperate situation.

Dongfang Yu stood at the front of the crowd, the blood stains on his green robe particularly clear in the faint glow of Spiritual Energy. He looked at Qin Tian, surrounded by cheers in the sky, his eyes devoid of jealousy, instead carrying a hint of admiration and a smile.

Qin Tian felt the fervent gaze from below, the smile on his face deepening. He said no more, simply raised his hand, opening another wide Gate of Space behind him.

“Comrades, it’s time for us…to go home.”

Hearing the words “go home,” the warriors’ visions blurred momentarily, their hearts flooded with countless emotions. The days in the Demon Suppression Abyss were like a long and cruel nightmare.

Many times, they watched helplessly as companions beside them fell, unable to reach out in time.

Some warriors recalled a new recruit who always followed behind them, chattering non-stop when they first entered the Demon Suppression Abyss, now long laid to rest in some unknown corner; some warriors touched the military medals on their chests, stained not only with their own sweat and blood, but also the warmth of brothers fighting side by side.

In the hardest moments, many didn’t dare to hope to leave alive, only wished to slay one more demon, to win a breath of respite for the homeland behind them.

And now, with the successful sealing of the space portal, the mission was fully complete. They could return with their hard-earned military honors to the home they longed for day and night.

Waiting there were their families, the warm lights, and the peace far from the flames of war.

“Home! Home!” Someone shouted these words first, and soon, more and more joined in, their shouts converging into a torrent, filled with excitement and joy.

The medical team hastily maintained the healing glow, escorting the severely injured to step through the Gate of Space first.

Though those severely injured moved with difficulty, their faces brimmed with happy smiles, their eyes sparkling with yearning for home.

…

In the starry sky outside the Demon Suppression Abyss, a fierce battle was raging.

The steel torrent formed by the Royal Fleet collided with the demon hordes, with energy beams intertwining like torrential rain, illuminating the dark space as if it were daylight.

Countless demon carcasses and wreckage of warships floated in the starry sky, some still burning with ghostly blue flames, others frozen into gigantic ice crystals.

The bow of a main battleship was punctured by a Tier Seven demon, creating a massive breach. The alarms were deafening, yet the commander on the bridge calmly issued counterattack orders.

After several hours of hard-fought battle, the fleet finally gradually regained the initiative.

Each ship reorganized into the prearranged formation, like a tightening giant net, dividing and encircling the demon hordes.

The external sealing team members took advantage of this gap, fully activating the sealing array under the cover of dozens of escort battleships, attempting to block the space passages of the second and third layers of the Demon Abyss.

Around the array, dozens of masters from the Dongfang Clan, clad in blue battle armor, formed a defensive formation, slaying approaching high-tier demons one by one.

However, the situation on the battlefield remained grim.

The Empire had many experts, but the number of demons was even more terrifying, continuously pouring out from the passages, entangling the strong and keeping them occupied. What’s more troublesome were those constantly splitting space rifts, like random traps, suddenly spitting out dark demons, either ambushing warships or tearing apart defensive formations, frequently disrupting the fleet’s deployment.

Inside the command ship, Dongfang Yue stared at the holo-map covered with dense red dots, his brow furrowed tightly.

On the map, three stable space passages were being gradually suppressed by the sealing array. Based on past experiences, as long as the sealing power was continuously applied, they could eventually be completely blocked.

But those newly appearing space passages were like persistent maladies, not only extremely unstable but also continuously splitting into more tiny rifts, with the number of rifts continuously increasing.

“General, the left flank’s defense line has been breached by demons rushing out of the rift!” The communication officer’s voice was filled with urgency, “The third squadron requests reinforcements!”

Dongfang Yue slammed a heavy fist onto the command console, saying in a deep voice, “Send in the reserves! Tell them to hold the line at all costs!”

He knew very well that if these rifts were allowed to keep splitting, no matter how many times the fleet’s numbers multiplied, they would eventually be overwhelmed by the endless demons.

But for the moment, he couldn’t think of any way to solve this problem.

Just then, the red dots representing the space rifts on the star map suddenly flashed violently.

The originally expanding rifts began to fluctuate irregularly, with the edges rippling with twisted space waves as if an invisible giant hand were violently tearing them apart.

Some demons trying to crawl out of the rifts were instantly torn into countless pieces before fully emerging, their dark green blood spreading in the starry sky.

Then, before the shocked eyes of all crew members, the troublesome space rifts vanished as if ice and snow melting away.

Some rifts turned into scattered starlight amidst intense spatial fluctuations, while others directly collapsed into a singularity, then were completely annihilated.

“The rifts… disappeared?” The communication officer’s eyes widened, hardly believing the data on the command panel.

A dead silence fell over the main command ship, which was soon followed by an earth-shaking cheer.

“Good! Excellent!”

Dongfang Yue’s tense nerves finally relaxed, he exhaled a deep breath, and looked at the star map area with only three stable red dots remaining, his eyes rekindling with the flames of victory.

As long as the constantly splitting rifts were dealt with, it was only a matter of time for the Royal Fleet to seal the remaining three space passages.

In space, the morale of the Empire’s fleet soared, and the attacks became more intense.

Energy beams poured down on the demons like floodwaters breaking a dam, and the light of the sealing group’s array grew even more magnificent.

The scales of victory finally began to tip in favor of humanity.