I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield - Chapter 744 - 530: Satellite City, Conflict_2
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Upon hearing this answer, the last trace of uncertainty in Unol’s eyes completely vanished. He nodded slightly, no longer paying attention to the soldier.
In the Beastman Empire, status determines power and the right to speak.
Since Qin Tian is inferior to Inzaghi Luoho, why not move a few trees?
The beastmen, having received tacit approval, became all the more reckless in uprooting trees.
Seeing this, the soldiers at Ice Extreme Pass and the barbarian warriors were utterly enraged. Protecting the Cold Tree was their duty. Even though the beastmen’s aura was terrifying, far beyond what they could resist, they certainly could not back down.
“Boom Boom Boom——”
The glow of spiritual energy flashed abruptly, while the barbarian warriors’ qi and blood shot up like smoke signals. Hundreds quickly formed a defensive formation, spears like a forest, blades glinting coldly, fixating their stare on the approaching beastmen.
Unol and the beastmen halted their actions, looking down from above at the ready human warriors, their eyes full of undisguised disdain.
“A group of despicable ants dare to provoke me?” Unol’s eyes flashed with cold light, his voice icy to the bone, as he gave the command with a wave of his hand: “Go, cripple them all!”
This place ultimately belongs to the Human Empire, one must act with caution.
Crippling and killing are two different matters. Here on Mingwang Planet, close to the human royal star, if he killed all these soldiers, things would escalate and might lead to diplomatic conflict between the two races. Even though he was born of the beastman royal family, it would cost a great price.
But just crippling them is a world apart in severity, with the backing of Inzaghi Luoho’s family, it can be easily suppressed.
“Roar——”
Upon receiving the order, the beastman warriors instantly showed ferocious faces, their brutal aura exploding like a tsunami, with several being especially terrifying, evidently Tier Six Powerhouses, whose presence crushed the human camp like something tangible.
Whereas the highest cultivation among the warriors at Ice Extreme Pass reached merely Tier Five—the gap between them like a chasm.
Even feeling the suffocating pressure, the human warriors gritted their teeth tightly, yet no one backed down, gripping their weapons firmly while issuing deep growls:
“For the Empire!”
“For Ice Extreme Pass!”
“Charge!”
In the midst of roars, both human and barbarian warriors rushed unwaveringly toward the beastman crowd despite the terrifying oppression.
Meanwhile, the beastmen charged with grim smiles, their figures rapidly approaching, as though the brutal clash would erupt in the next second.
Li Jingzhong stood his ground, watching the imminent conflict unfold between both sides, a subtle cold smile curling at his lips.
Fight, fight fiercely.
No matter the outcome, the enmity between Ice Extreme Pass and the Eternal Ice Silkworm Clan is decisively deadlocked.
However, just as the vanguards of both sides were about to close in
“Buzz——”
A cryptic spatial fluctuation suddenly spread from the void, initially just a weak tremor, but transformed in an instant into an overwhelming wave, like an invisible storm sweeping the entire scene!
Time seemed to have been paused, space frozen by divine power.
The humans and beastmen charging at the forefront suddenly stiffened in place, their raised weapons halting midair, fierce expressions petrifying on their faces, with warriors behind them also frozen.
Even those few terrifying Tier Six Beastmen seemed to have been cast with an immobilization spell, remaining in their forward charge posture, immobile.
In everyone’s eyes, anger and ferocity instantly faded, replaced by overwhelming shock.
The spatial fluctuation was too terrifying, exuding a soul-chilling pressure that made breathing difficult, as if, in the next moment, body and soul would be torn apart by the power of space.
Unol’s pupils contracted sharply. As a Beastman Royal Family member, a Tier Seven Beastman, his power was quite frightening, yet under the threat of this spatial power, his body felt slightly rigid, his spiritual energy restricted.
Li Jingzhong’s cold smile froze instantly, as a sense of panic rose within.
What is the situation?
Who made the move?
Amidst the silent shock, several figures suddenly emerged from spatial rifts, landing steadily in the scene.
The leading figure, dressed in a black military uniform, stood tall like a pine.
His gaze calmly swept across the scene, releasing not an ounce of spiritual energy, yet everyone present felt a reverence and fear emanating from the depths of their soul.
“Military Lord!”
“Military Lord!”
Cheers suddenly erupted, soldiers’ eyes were red-rimmed, voices filled with the thrill of surviving a disaster and extreme joy.
Military Lord!
The Military Lord has arrived!
That upright figure was the most solid support in the hearts of everyone, the stabilizing force of Ice Extreme Pass!
Li Jingzhong stared hard at that cold and unwavering face, his heart felt like it was tightly gripped by an invisible hand, suddenly it was up in his throat.
Qin Tian raised his hand and waved.
The invisible Power of Space burst forth instantly, transforming into a silent, yet powerful force that swept those Beastmen rooted in place, sending them flying backward dozens of meters before they landed heavily on the ground.
The space confinement engulfing the scene suddenly lifted at this moment, and the stilled time seemed to restart, everyone finally regained control of their bodies.
“Military Lord!”
Soldiers surged toward Qin Tian in waves, each with an excited expression, ready to report the recent upheaval, only to be interrupted by Qin Tian’s raised hand.
“I know.”
Qin Tian’s gaze slowly swept across the soldiers in front of him, falling on their resolute faces and the bodies of those comrades covered in frost.
Life force remained, indicating they were not dead.
He waved his hand, emitting a green light onto the wounded, which swiftly dissipated the frost on them; their pallid complexions regained color, and they awoke, quickly standing beside Qin Tian, saying excitedly.
“Thank you, Military Lord!”
Qin Tian slightly nodded, and then looked at the soldiers, his voice steady and solemn: “You have done well, defended your duties, not taking a step back; worthy of being Ice Extreme Pass soldiers.”
Upon hearing this, everyone felt their blood boil, their eyes heated, bodies trembling slightly with excitement.
Receiving the personal recognition of the Military Lord, this honor was a hundred times more precious than any military commendation or material reward, enough for them to remember for a lifetime!
At this moment, those Beastmen who were flung away staggered to their feet, quickly retreating to Unol’s side, each with a serious expression as hard as iron, and looking at Qin Tian with not only caution but a deep sense of dread and regret.
The Power of Space was truly terrifying, leaving them without a single thought of resistance.
“Who are you?”
Unol’s expression was tense, those icy eyes locked firmly on Qin Tian, asking in not-so-fluent Imperial language: “Who are you?”
Qin Tian met his gaze, eyes indifferent: “Guardian Envoy of Ice Extreme Pass, Qin Tian.”
Qin Tian.
He is Qin Tian!
Unol squinted, his mind echoed with Li Jingzhong’s words earlier.
Qin Tian, Guardian Envoy of Ice Extreme Pass, controller of this territory, and master of these Cold Trees!
“General Qin.”
At this moment, Li Jingzhong quickly stepped forward, bowed deeply with cupped hands, posture extremely low: “This is Mr. Unol, from the eternal ice silkworm lineage of Beastman Empire, here with the Beastman Delegation for an Empire exchange and inspection. Mr. Unol happened upon the Cold Tree, and has taken quite an interest. I wonder if General Qin could part with them, gifting these Cold Trees to Mr. Unol? Mr. Unol always understands the reciprocity principle and will surely reciprocate the gesture generously.”
Upon hearing these words, Unol turned to look at Li Jingzhong, expression slightly relaxed.
Truthfully, this was still human territory, and the display of spatial power by Qin Tian earlier also instilled fear.
If it could be peacefully resolved without conflict, even at the expense of some cost, he would happily accept.
At this point, Qin Tian looked at Li Jingzhong, his gaze indifferent but seemingly able to penetrate the heart: “You are one of Inzaghi Luoho’s men, aren’t you?”
Upon hearing this, Li Jingzhong’s body stiffened abruptly, the respectful smile on his face froze instantly, panic and guilt surged in his heart.
He didn’t expect Qin Tian could see through him at a glance.
Qin Tian remained composed, his tone still calm: “I originally didn’t want to deal with Inzaghi Luoho, but this guy is persistent, always causing trouble behind my back. Go back and tell him I’ll remember today’s grudge.”
Once the words fell, Qin Tian’s gaze returned to Unol, his voice steady yet with a chill: “Hurt my people and want to take my things, do you think this is your Beastman Empire?”
Listening to the unyielding words through the translator, Unol’s face instantly darkened.


