I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 1019: Chapter 652: Defeating the Enemy with Reflective Damage (2)

The magic array slowly rotated, and at its center, a pinpoint of pitch-black light grew increasingly bright, emanating a suffocating aura of decay.

"Feel true despair—[Abyssal Devour]!"

The Demon Energy Stele Demon roared, and the black light at the center of the array suddenly exploded. A massive pillar of demonic energy shot out, barreling towards Qin Tian!

The pillar’s diameter was several meters wide, and as it passed, even the chaotic lightning sea’s bolts were eroded and obliterated by the demonic energy, leaving a pitch-black vacuum trail.

The pillar contained destructive power; it was an all-out attack by the Demon Energy Stele Demon, one that would severely damage even a Tier Eight powerhouse if faced head-on.

Below, the hearts of all the warriors clenched.

They struggled against the crushing gravity, eyes glued to the battle high above.

When they saw the terrifying pillar of demonic energy hurtling towards Qin Tian, everyone’s expressions changed drastically.

From his actions moments ago, it was clear General Qin was skilled in attack strategies, capable of swiftly cutting down two Tier Eight Stele Demons as a Tier Seven Spiritualist—his attack ability was rare in this world.

But typically, those skilled in attack often have weak defenses.

Moreover, General Qin himself was only Tier Seven, so his physical strength and total spiritual energy were unlikely to reach Tier Eight levels.

If he were to get hit directly by this terrifying magic attack...

"General Qin! Dodge it, quickly!"

A warrior couldn’t help but shout, voice filled with urgency.

Zhuang Xian and Zhuang Sheng also struggled to stand, their faces heavy with concern.

As Tier Eight powerhouses, though heavily injured, they possessed senses far sharper than ordinary warriors.

They could keenly feel the terrifying power within the pillar of demonic energy—even at their peak, they wouldn’t dare to take such a hit head-on.

But in the next moment, Qin Tian’s action shocked everyone.

He didn’t gather spiritual energy to block, nor did he use his body technique to dodge; instead, he charged straight at the pillar of demonic energy.

It was as if he were courting death.

"What?!"

"General Qin!!"

The warriors cried out in shock, minds blank, as if their hearts had stopped beating.

They couldn’t understand why General Qin, who clearly had the power to cut down Tier Eight Stele Demons and could dodge this attack, would choose such a seemingly suicidal move.

The small figure was quickly swallowed by the terrifying pillar of demonic energy.

Like a stone thrown into the sea, it made no ripple whatsoever.

The purple-gold lightning was quickly extinguished within the pitch-black pillar, and Qin Tian’s figure vanished entirely into the sea of demonic energy.

Seeing this, everyone’s faces turned as pale as paper.

If something happened to General Qin... then they...

Fear surged like a tide into every warrior’s heart, and even the battle-hardened veterans couldn’t help but tremble slightly.

But at that moment, Zhuang Xian’s brow suddenly twitched.

As a Tier Eight powerhouse, his sensation was much sharper than that of other warriors.

In that pillar of demonic energy, he could clearly sense that Qin Tian’s aura hadn’t weakened significantly.

Instead, although there were fluctuations in the aura, it remained stable overall, indicating that the demonic energy’s erosion hadn’t caused him substantial harm.

Zhuang Xian’s brow slightly raised, murmuring, "What is that kid up to this time?"

Zhuang Ji also noticed the same situation, calmly saying, "Who is Qin Tian that he would do something irrational? Just watch."

On the other side, the Demon Energy Stele Demon watched as the pillar of demonic energy engulfed Qin Tian, a gleam of satisfaction flashing in its eyes.

It had expended most of its inner demonic energy to form the [Abyssal Devour], a strike that even Tier Eight powerhouses couldn’t escape unscathed.

No matter how strong that Tier Seven human was, he was still Tier Seven, and taking this hit head-on would leave him, if not dead, then seriously injured.

But in the next moment, its body suddenly stiffened.

An indescribable pain surged from deep within, as if something had simultaneously exploded in its sea of souls and body.

The Demon Energy Stele Demon looked down at its body, eyes full of terror.

"Bang bang bang!"

Cracks appeared out of nowhere on its body surface, with demonic energy leaking out like a deflating balloon.

The cracks seemed to be cut by an invisible blade, each deep enough to reach the bone, with black blood gushing from them.

"How... is this possible..."

The Demon Energy Stele Demon let out a raspy voice, its aura rapidly withering.

It hadn’t felt any attack, and that human had clearly been swallowed by its magic—why was its body suffering such severe damage?

Below, the warriors were dumbfounded.

They stared with wide eyes at the scene above, completely unable to understand what was happening.

General Qin hadn’t even touched the Stele Demon, so how was it suddenly so gravely injured?

"Could it be reflective damage?"

A warrior hesitantly guessed, uncertainty filling their voice.

"Did Qin Tian...reflect the enemy’s attack back at it? How could there be such a bizarre ability in the world?"

Zhuang Xian took a sharp breath, eyes filled with shock.

Indeed, within the [Abyssal Devour], Qin Tian was suspended unscathed, patterns resembling tortoise shells spreading across his skin.

Demon Pattern Armor: Consumes inner energy to form a turtle-shell shield, reflecting 40% of all damage (including physical, energy, spiritual attacks) back to the attacker, while temporarily boosting one’s defense power by 70%.

This was a purple talent, not high level, yet its reflective damage effect was extremely practical.

While boosting defense power, it reflected 40% of the damage back.

Just now, he had shed all defenses, using his body to endure the damage. While this increased self-harm, it also amplified the damage reflected back to the enemy.

The Demon Energy Stele Demon’s all-out attack, when reflected, became its own fatal blow.

And with his Immortal Sacred Body’s protection, injuries could quickly heal, making what seemed like a suicidal move actually secure a swift victory.

In the next instant, a figure suddenly appeared behind the Demon Energy Stele Demon.

At this moment, Qin Tian, with clothes tattered, exposed skin taut like sculpture, and shallow cuts glowing with faint light under the illumination of lightning.

The Demon King’s Wings unfurled behind him, their black-gold imperial patterns flowing ceaselessly, adding to his wildness and domineering aura.

He wielded the Black Frost Saber, lightning crackling wildly along the blade, as if cheering, roaring.

"Your turn."

Qin Tian’s voice was as icy as frost.

The Demon Energy Stele Demon trembled, eyes filled with terror and despair. It wished to dodge, but it was too late, only able to feel the long blade, entwined with purple-gold lightning, slicing toward it from behind.

"No—!!"

The blade flashed.

The purple-gold lightning blade cut the Demon Energy Stele Demon in half, black blood exploding into the air, instantly purified by the lightning.

The Demon Energy Stele Demon’s upper and lower halves separated, pitch-black demonic energy gushing from the severed ends, but before any reaction could occur, the raging lightning invaded its body, ravaging it from within.

"Aaaaah—!"

The shrill scream resounded through the sky, and the Demon Energy Stele Demon’s body disintegrated inch by inch in the lightning, the black demonic energy slowly purified by the purple-gold lightning, eventually turning to wisp of smoke, dissipating into the air.

Only a Tombstone Spirit Fragment remained, gently descending.

The third Tier Eight Stele Demon fell.

Qin Tian sheathed his saber and turned, the Demon King’s Wings lightly fluttering behind him. His gaze settled on the last Gravity Stele Demon.

At this point, the Gravity Stele Demon had completely lost its fighting spirit.

Among four companions, three were dead, leaving it alone.

And this Tier Seven human, not only unscathed, seemed to grow more vigorous with each battle.

Flee!

It must flee!

The Gravity Stele Demon let out a roar, compressing its gravity field to extremes, enveloping around Qin Tian, hoping to delay his pursuit.

At the same time, it turned to flee, accelerating to the utmost, the black demonic energy trailing a long path through the air.

Qin Tian watched the Gravity Stele Demon’s retreating figure, a slight smirk on his lips.

"Trying to run?"

In a flash of lightning, his figure instantly vanished from where he stood.

On site, a group of stupefied warriors remained, gazing fixedly into the distance, hearts filled with awe.