I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield - Chapter 487 - 403: The Curse of Fate, Suppressing Seventh Rank

Chapter 487: Chapter 403: The Curse of Fate, Suppressing Seventh Rank

“Nie Yunxing, what the hell did you do!!!”

Min Wenbing’s roar burst in the air like thunder above the street, making people’s eardrums ache.

The other guards stopped their actions one after another, their eyes full of anger and disbelief as they looked at Nie Yunxing. Xiao Yu even covered her mouth, her eyes turning red instantly—after spending many years together, the most trusted guard actually laid such a poisonous hand on the young lady!

But when everyone’s eyes focused on Nie Yunxing, they noticed something was wrong: he stood dumbfounded in place, his pupils flickering with eerie black light, his body trembling involuntarily, like a puppet without a shred of self-awareness.

“He’s being controlled.”

Qin Tian’s voice was calm but carried a trace of heaviness. He was about to step forward to break the control on Nie Yunxing when suddenly a cold and piercing aura locked onto him, as if a venomous snake had targeted its prey, making him tense instantly and instinctively turn his head to look.

“Even using the Heaven’s Curtain Barrier, you can’t solve a little girl. You’re truly a bunch of useless trash.”

A chilling voice came from the shadows on the ground, and then a figure slowly separated from the dark, emerging from the street’s shadows.

His face was obscured by dense black mist, his features unclear, completely enveloped in a wide black robe. With every step, a thin layer of Black Frost formed beneath his feet, and the eerie cold spread like a tide, causing the surrounding temperature to drop dramatically.

Before the black-robed man finished speaking, he violently made his move, his fingertips under the black robe emitting dense black mist that condensed in the air into countless dark chains, sweeping towards everyone present like venomous snakes—this was indiscriminate Dark Element Magic, targeting not only Qin Tian and the bodyguards but also the remaining killers!

With the magic activated, a terrifying pressure descended suddenly, causing the walls of the shops on both sides of the street to vibrate violently, bricks falling off, and with a loud crash, the roofs of two shops collapsed, sending dust swirling into the sky.

“Another Tier Seven powerhouse!” Min Wenbing’s expression changed instantly, feeling the pressure, his heart seemed to clutch tight.

Qin Tian’s eyes suddenly flashed with a dark light, a fearsome imperial pressure spreading from within him—the enemy was a Dark Spiritualist, which was precisely what hit his sore spot.

The black chains in the air suddenly trembled violently under the influence of the Night Emperor bloodline, as if subjects meeting their king, they began to twist and retract, uncontrollably by the black-robed man.

Two forces collided and battled, the black mist churning, even producing a “sizzling” sound.

The black mist on the black-robed man’s face fluctuated violently, clearly he detected the anomaly, showing a shocked expression.

What kind of bloodline ability is this, actually able to affect his released magic.

Qin Tian’s eyes quickly scanned Dongfang Mingyue—the knife wound from Nie Yunxing was deep, but Dongfang Mingyue possessed Holy Blood, which normally would heal rapidly from ordinary injuries.

Yet at this moment, her fair face showed a faint black aura, even the hair at her temples turning white visibly, lips showing a bluish-purple hue, consciousness fading, the dagger stained with eerie Power of Curse that even Holy Blood couldn’t suppress.

At this moment, Xiao Yu suddenly moved.

Her hands blossomed with gentle white light, softly pressing on the wound at Dongfang Mingyue’s abdomen. As the white light infused her, the black aura on Dongfang Mingyue’s face began to fade slowly, even her pale complexion recovering some color.

“Xiao Yu’s ability can actually counteract the curse?” Qin Tian’s eyes flashed with surprise, then he breathed a sigh of relief—since Dongfang Mingyue’s situation eased, he could focus on dealing with the black-robed man.

The black-robed man refused to accept his magic being continuously affected and controlled. Dark Spiritual Energy erupted, forming sharp black spikes shooting straight towards Dongfang Mingyue.

“Looking for death!”

Qin Tian’s eyes flashed with cold intent, facing a Tier Seven powerhouse of the Dark Element, he had every confidence.

The spatial fluctuations around him exploded abruptly, and the ground beneath the black-robed man’s feet suddenly emitted a layer of faint purple spatial ripples. Instantly, a half-meter-high Gate of Space appeared, a powerful Power of Space pouring out from within like an invisible big hand, firmly grasping the black-robed man.

After the Heaven’s Curtain Barrier dissipated, his Power of Space could finally be unleashed freely.

“What?!” The black-robed man’s face changed dramatically, wanting to break free, but it was too late.

The Power of Space exerted force suddenly, pushing the black-robed man towards the Gate of Space. As he struggled, half of his body was already drawn into the gate, leaving only an unwilling roar.

Qin Tian didn’t hesitate any longer, his figure moved, and he also dashed into the Gate of Space.

As they entered, the Gate of Space slowly closed, eventually disappearing, leaving behind the shocked crowd and Dongfang Mingyue still entangled in the curse and bright light.

The Gate of Space completely vanished into the air, the reverberation on the spot yet to dissipate as the slaughter on the other side of the battlefield reignited.

Without the constraint of the three peak Tier Six powerhouses, Jie La, Kazik, and Karsas were completely unleashed, launching a frenzied massacre on the remaining black-clad killers.

Jie La’s vines, like awakened serpents, burst from the ground. Some entwined the limbs of the killers, smashing them hard against the ground; others formed into sharp vine spikes, shooting towards the crowd like torrents, each piercing the spiritual defenses of the killers precisely.

Kazik relied on Void Flicker, appearing and disappearing among the killers, each swing of his scythe-like forelimbs taking a life, dark purple carapace splattered with blood, appearing even more hideous.