I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 436: Chapter 371: Safe Retreat, Massive Explosion

The sealing of the space channel was declared a success, and the mission finally concluded. However, how to safely escape from the encirclement of tens of millions, even hundreds of millions of demons, remains a daunting challenge facing the United Army.

Dongfang Yu stood atop the Thousand-Hand Wooden Statue, his soul power like threads connecting to Qin Tian: "Qin Tian, the upcoming evacuation requires your full cooperation."

"Alright." Qin Tian’s response was brief and resolute.

For the million-strong army to leave the Dark Demon Realm safely, their ultimate reliance was still his spatial teleportation ability.

The moment the space channel disappeared, the demons, losing the traction of the cosmos aura, were plunged into a frenzy.

The life aura emitted by millions of humans now became the most nerve-stimulating bait. They surged towards the United Army with even more frenzied aggression, the harsh sound of claws scratching black stone ground converging into a terrifying sound wave.

"Contract the formation! Eliminate the remaining enemies on the flanks!" Dongfang Yu’s command was transmitted to the entire army via spiritual energy.

The United Army quickly consolidated the defensive line, systematically purging the low-level demons infiltrating the battle formation gaps.

At this moment, their goal was no longer to kill demons, nor to break out outward—demon nests were everywhere in the Dark Demon Realm, an impending doom no matter which direction they fled.

The only hope lay in Qin Tian’s spatial teleportation.

The battle instantly entered a fever pitch.

Xiong gripped a giant axe the size of a door panel with both hands, its blade intertwined with blood-colored spiritual energy. Each swing tore through the air with a howl. He spun and slashed downward forcefully, smashing the heads of three ghouls, the ax cleaving the black stone ground, flinging debris mixed with dark green foul blood into the sky.

His broad shoulders were torn open with deep wounds by bone claws, blood flowing down the gashes, yet he seemed oblivious, merely letting out a low, guttural growl.

Seeing a bone-clawed demon climbing up the ancient wooden barrier, he hurled the giant axe, its handle smashing precisely into the demon’s back skull, then strode forward to pull the weapon embedded in the stone ground and hacked the limp demon into mush, unleashing a thunderous roar from his chest.

Terreda wielded the Zhanshou saber in one hand, the blade reflecting an icy sheen amidst the demonic qi. The flame demon tattoo on his chest was scorching hot, as if it wanted to burn through his flesh and bones, the surging qi and blood pouring into the blade with every slash, trailing scarlet flames.

The shadow arrow shot by a Lich Mage crashed against the blade, instantly incinerated into ashes by the flames.

"Hold the breach! Buy the boss some time!"

He shouted in the barbarian tongue, spinning the saber into a fiery wheel, flames trailing the blade into long tongues of fire, severing a Tier Five demon in half and igniting surrounding low-level demons.

The Barbarian Army formed a flesh-and-blood barricade, their bare, tattooed torsos brimming with flame demon tattoos, facing demons head-on without spiritual energy, relying solely on steel bones and iron flesh. As their heavy hammers and giant axes swung, they bore the brute force of cracking stones, impacting the charging demons like a battering ram, forcing them back step by step.

A barbarian giant over two meters tall was simultaneously tackled by three night fiends, claws tearing his spine, fangs biting into his shoulder, yet he roared, embraced the most ferocious one, and slammed it hard into the ground, the wounds in his chest spewing hot blood foam.

Even with his throat pierced by claws, he used all his strength to smash the warhammer into another demon’s skull. As the red glow of the tattoo extinguished in his eyes, it exploded in a final wave of scorching qi.

Further away, a young barbarian warrior had his entire left arm bitten off by a demon, his left side drenched in blood jetting from the wound, yet he clenched his giant axe with his remaining right hand, hacking open a ghoul’s chest purely by force.

Another barbarian, blind in one eye, with a blood-soaked rag stuffed in the socket, relied on sound to pinpoint the demons, his warhammer accurately striking their joints with each hit.

Their wounds increased continuously, but their roars grew louder, pain only fueling their savagery.

Other battle formations were also fighting to the death.

The Spiritual Mage Army stood behind the formation, casting seals to conjure countless fireballs and ice spikes, raining down on the demon horde like meteors, the exploding energy ripples clearing vast sections; the martial artists formed a circular bastion, clad in heavy battle armor, wielding long knives and broad swords to slash nearby demons, the scratches on their armor growing denser, maintaining a tidy formation throughout.

A martial artist with a severed leg leaned against an ally, a short knife in one hand repeatedly stabbing demons squeezing through gaps, until exhaustion claimed him, his jaws clamped onto a ghoul’s neck as he fell.

At that moment, a tsunami-like wave of spiritual energy erupted around Qin Tian.

Silver spatial ripples spread outward from him, followed by the sudden appearance of two vast Void Gates, hundreds of meters wide, at the center of the United Army formation, the stars within swirling, exuding a stable spatial aura.

"Retreat!" Dongfang Yu’s shout boomed like a thunderclap.

The central battle group, prepped and ready, split into two teams, surging into the Void Gates like two torrents.

The Wind Element Mage Army released dozens of cyan wind belts again, lifting soldiers parallel into the two gates, maximizing the Gate of Space’s carrying efficiency.

The battle formations entered in sequence, the United Army’s lines contracting inward like a shrinking ring.

The demons grew increasingly frenzied, seemingly aware of the humans’ intentions, attacking with reckless abandon.