I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 1114: Chapter 689: All Stele Demons Eradicated, Seal Loosens

Hoo~

The sea of fire did not dissipate.

Orange-red flames surged and roared in the valley, illuminating the entire battlefield as if it were purgatory.

The scorching heat waves spread out in waves, making the air twist and blur, while distant rocks emitted tiny cracking sounds under the high temperature.

Outside the sea of fire, the remaining stele demons gathered densely between the charred ridges and rubble, their cold eyes fixated on the direction where the Beastman disappeared, with a hint of unwillingness and resentment in their gazes.

The prey at their lips, the flesh and blood containing enormous life energy, just flew away like that.

How hateful indeed.

Above the army of stele demons, three tier eight stele demons quietly surveyed the sea of fire below.

In the center stood a humanoid stele demon covered with dark purple demon patterns, its body slender and agile, black claws hanging like scythes at its sides, its narrow eyes blazing with ghostly green flames, exuding a strong aura of death.

To the left was a giant beast-like stele demon, resembling an ancient giant ape corrupted by demonic qi, with shoulders broad as mountains, covered in black keratin scales, its arms abnormally elongated, and a huge mouth filled with jagged fangs extending to the ears.

On the right was a semi-transparent ghostly stele demon, its form erratic, like a mass of humanoid mist compressed to the extreme, face indistinct, with only a pair of pale eyes occasionally visible in the demonic qi, radiating a chilling coldness that made souls shiver.

There were originally four tier eight stele demons besieging Amond, but under the terrifying explosive power of the Behemoth War God, one was torn to pieces within just a few rounds.

The ferocious battle scenes still left a deep sense of dread in the remaining three tier eight stele demons present.

Besides that madman, the other two were each more terrifying than the last. If those three beastmen, instead of worrying about their subordinates, had joined forces against them, they might have been blasted into smithereens long ago.

Now, although the beastmen had flown away, something was left on the battlefield.

Countless tombstone spirit fragments floated between the sea of fire and scorched earth, like fireflies in a summer night, slowly drifting through the air.

The leading dark purple humanoid stele demon raised its black claw, a ghostly green vortex of demonic qi forming in its palm, beginning to gather the fragments scattered across the battlefield.

The fragments, as if pulled by invisible threads, converged towards its palm.

For the stele demons, the more tombstone spirit fragments they absorbed, the more power they could obtain from the Demon God, further enhancing their strength.

The other stele demons watched as the tombstone spirit fragments were collected by the tier eight stele demon, their eyes full of envy and greed, yet none dared to act rashly. However, just at this moment.

Boom!

Several bolts of purple-gold celestial thunder suddenly descended from the sky, like roaring thunder dragons tearing through the sky, carrying destructive force, striking precisely at the three tier eight stele demons.

The thunder light illuminated the entire valley.

In an instant, the faces of the tier eight stele demons changed drastically, feeling the terrifying power contained within the lightning, a power so fearsome that it made their souls tremble.

Without time to think, instinct drove them to immediately conjure thick demon energy shields, enveloping themselves in layers.

Boom——!!!

The thunder dragons struck their demon energy shields, creating deafening roars.

The shields, condensed with extreme demon energy, fragmented quickly under the impact of the thunder light as if they were fragile glass.

The residual lightning struck them, causing intense turbulence in their demonic qi.

The giant beast-like stele demon let out a painful howl, its massive body trembling violently, and large charred scars appeared on it from the thunder burn.

The ghostly stele demon flickered continuously under the thunderlight, nearly dissipated by the strike.

Even the leading dark purple humanoid stele demon was forced back several feet by the blow, unprecedented fear appearing in its ghostly green eyes.

Immediately after, a figure appeared before the three tier eight stele demons.

Clad in black, with a stern face, holding a black longsword, surrounded by lightning, countless tiny arcs of thunder leapt and flickered around him, making him appear like the Thunder God descending to the world.

It was Qin Tian.

He regarded the three tier eight stele demons in front of him, his gaze calm and unruffled.

Tier eight stele demons—an ordinary tier eight golden bloodline might find it tough to gain the upper hand against them one-on-one. Only holy blood or beastman royal family members of the same tier could steadily suppress stele demons in direct confrontations.

For example, earlier, Amond could tear one apart within a short span even when facing four at once; the power of the Behemoth War God was indeed undeniable.

However, if it were him, dealing with the remaining three tier eight stele demons would be even easier than it was for Amond.

After all, his Thunder Ancestor Power inflicted up to twenty times extra damage on all dark element adversaries, including evil spirits, demons, and ghost spirits.

With his current strength approaching tier seven peak, coupled with that terrifying lightning enhancement, even tier eight stele demons would find it hard to withstand.

The three tier eight stele demons all sensed a strong threat from Qin Tian, and then the dark purple humanoid stele demon was the first to act, its body transforming into an afterimage, ghostly green flames igniting on its claws, launching a frontal assault on Qin Tian.

Its speed was close to the extreme, leaving a trail of blurred afterimages in the air, its claws aiming straight for Qin Tian’s throat.