I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 279: Chapter 267: Repaying Kindness with Help (2)

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Electric light shines

Xiong’s giant paw remains motionless, letting the stun baton burst with a dazzling blue light. High voltage current flows through its rough fur, yet it is like a clay ox entering the sea, not even making it frown.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound of metal twisting, the stun baton made of refined steel shatters like a biscuit in Xiong’s paw. The plastic casing flies off, the internal circuit board emits smoke, and parts scatter all over the ground.

The Star Thief’s face turns instantly pale. He instinctively steps back two paces but bumps into the icy wall of the cabin.

"You... you..."

Xiong’s massive body slowly leans forward, casting a shadow over him like a mountain.

The Star Thief’s pupils contract violently, and a strong sense of fear rises in his heart.

"What are you doing!"

Just then, a furious voice comes from behind.

Sibada walks over with a few subordinates, scanning the scene before speaking coldly:

"A group of lowly slaves, dare to rebel against heaven!"

"Captain!"

The Star Thief immediately finds a pillar of support, pointing at Qin Tian and Xiong while cursing:

"These two bastards are causing trouble."

Sibada looks at Qin Tian and Xiong, especially pausing on Xiong for two seconds, a trace of ghostly light flashing in his eyes.

His target was the Barbarian, unexpectedly involving this half beastman.

The half beastman was a high-end product he bought from the Slave Merchant at a great price. He believed that once they entered the base spaceship, the half beastman would shine brightly in the bloody arena, bringing considerable profit.

"Take both of them away!"

Sibada orders.

"Yes!"

The subordinates bypass Sibada, weapons already prepared in their hands, stun batons, hooks, sharp blades, spiritual energy bursts, all walking towards the two with cold smiles.

No matter how strong slaves were before, under the suppression of spiritual energy, merely physical strength couldn’t possibly be their match.

Moreover, the slave controller of the half beastman is still in the captain’s hand.

Xiong steps forward, like a mountain blocking Qin Tian, beast eyes staring straight at the Star Thieves, letting out a low growl.

"Hmph, this guy still needs training."

Sibada’s eyes flash coldly, taking out the controller from his pocket, aiming at Xiong’s chest, and pressing the switch forcefully.

"Beep——"

The piercing electronic sound rings out. At the moment the controller is activated, Xiong’s massive body suddenly convulses violently. It lets out a heart-rending howl, kneeling on the ground with a thud, its sharp claws scratching out five deep grooves on the steel plate, sparks flying.

"Roar——!!"

The painful roar shakes the cabin walls with a buzzing sound. Xiong’s eyes are filled with bloodshot veins; the fur on the back of its neck faintly reveals a coin-sized bulge—where a slave chip is embedded deep into the brainstem, now releasing high-frequency electricity, like thousands of red-hot steel needles piercing into the nervous system.

The bomb necklace is the key deciding slaves’ life and death, whereas the slave chip is the controller making them submit.

Seeing this scene, Qin Tian’s eyes flash with an extremely cold gleam.

"Sibada!!!"

Just then, Poisonous Widow hurriedly runs over upon hearing, her beautiful face rarely showing some panic.

Once her gaze passes through the crowd and she sees Qin Tian standing unharmed, her tense shoulders barely relax, exhaling a breath softly between her red lips.

Seeing the Poisonous Widow arrive, Sibada releases the controller.

With the cessation of electricity, Xiong’s huge body trembles violently once, the thick neck fluctuating, breathing heavily, saliva mixed with sweat dripping continuously from the corner of its mouth.

Its dense fur is drenched with sweat, under the cabin’s cold light, a faint white mist rises. The pair of ferocious beast eyes are now filled with bloodshot veins, the pupils contracting and expanding intermittently, clearly still enduring the leftover pain from electric shock.

"Sibada, you dare to touch my people!!!"

Poisonous Widow glares at Sibada, the palm emitting a faint purple energy.

"Your people? What, is this half beastman also your lover? Poisonous Widow, your taste is quite heavy now." Sibada sneers contemptuously.

Upon hearing, a violent killing intent flashes in Poisonous Widow’s eyes.

Just when everyone’s attention is drawn to Poisonous Widow and Sibada, Qin Tian places a hand on Xiong’s back—the healing power of Sovereign of the Verdant Wilds activates, like the gentlest stream in spring, silently seeping under Xiong’s fur.

Xiong suddenly opens its eyes wide, the scorching pain wreaking havoc in its brain unexpectedly dissolves when this green light flows through. The cool energy travels along nerve pathways, wherever it passes, the nerve endings burned by electricity unfold like receiving gentle rain, heavy breaths gradually steady, and the bloodstains in its pupils quickly fade.

He turns to look at Qin Tian, Qin Tian silently nods at him.

"What are you two doing?"

As Sibada and Poisonous Widow are in direct confrontation, a soft voice comes from the end of the metal corridor.

This voice is intensely soft to the point of eeriness, like a snake hissing as the tip of its tongue flicks. Everyone simultaneously turns their head and sees a slender figure slowly approaching.

The newcomer is dressed in a precisely tailored dark purple uniform, the collar adorned with a blood-dripping rose-shaped brooch. The most eye-catching is his pale face—under slender eyebrows, eyelids brushed with dark blue eyeshadow drowsily droop, as if perpetually unfazed, yet as he raises his eyes, everyone feels a chilling cold.

Sibada’s Adam’s apple visibly rolls, his previously arrogant spirit instantly vanishes. Poisonous Widow’s crimson nails unconsciously dig into her palm, yet she quickly releases, her face regaining a charming smile.

Both take a half-step back almost simultaneously, this subtle movement revealing their genuine inner dread.

Calais, nickname, Viper

Of the four procurement teams’ captains, the strongest one.

He is a Spiritualist of Tier Five, Eight Stars, carries Bronze Bloodline, appears soft and slim, yet Calais is actually the most sinister and ruthless among everyone, his methods, even the villains of the Star Thieves tremble when seen.

"Sibada, Poisonous Widow."

Calais wears a soft smile, "Is it because slaves are causing your dispute?"

"Calais, you judge."

Sibada snorts coldly, saying, "These two slaves are unruly, injured other slaves, tell me, should I teach them a lesson."

"My purchased slaves, what right do you have to teach them?" Poisonous Widow retorts, showing no weakness.

"Oh, so the matter is that simple~"

Calais raises his hand, fingertips glowing with a dim blue light, "Kill both of them that’ll settle it."

"No way!"

Poisonous Widow and Sibada say in unison.

Poisonous Widow naturally cannot tolerate Qin Tian suffering any harm.

While Sibada has spent a high price on the half beastman, expecting returns; disciplining is fine, killing him outright isn’t an acceptable option.

"You both are quite protective of them."

Calais’s mouth curls upward, "Since neither of them can die, let’s choose two others then, someone must be held accountable."

"Go, throw those two into the reactor."

"Yes"

Calais’s followers take action, lifting the unconscious Squeti and injured Borne, heading towards the reactor.

Borne knows what he faces, looking at Sibada with eyes full of terror, shouting:

"Lord Sibada, Lord Sibada, save me!"

"Lord Sibada, I’ve been following your instructions!"

"Lord Sibada!...Sibada!!! I won’t let you go even as a ghost."

Borne’s venomous hollers disappear at the end of the metal corridor. At this moment, everyone is watching Sibada. From Borne’s words, it’s evident Sibada played a disgraceful role in the matter.

"Sibada, so you are the one instigating!"

Poisonous Widow narrows her eyes, sneering coldly.

Sibada’s face turns unpleasant: "A slave’s desperate accusation, you actually believe?"

"Heh~"

Poisonous Widow’s red lips curl up; she sees the icy gleam in Qin Tian’s eyes.

She knows, Sibada is doomed

No one can save him.