I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 627: Chapter 479: Crushing, Troublesome, Revival

Feather-like snowflakes were swept up by the fierce wind, whistling and spiraling around the icy mountains, each one like a blade of ice, stinging painfully against the skin.

Qin Tian and Karen stood twenty meters apart, locked in confrontation.

The former was surrounded by a chilling dark aura, with golden demon patterns appearing on his cheeks. The Black Frost Blade was held diagonally in his hand, reflecting the pervasive storm and exuding a murderous intent.

The latter held a blood-red Magic Staff, dark red blood light seeping out from the staff’s engravings, tinting the surrounding snow a faint red. The air was so thick with the smell of blood that even breathing felt acutely pungent.

The two auras clashed in the air, even displacing the falling snow with invisible force, creating a vacuum-like zone.

The wind paused for a moment, the snowflakes suspended mid-air, the tension so palpable as if it were about to explode in any second.

Karen was the first to break the stalemate, gripping the Magic Staff with both hands, frantically channeling Spiritual Energy into the blood-red crystal at the top, with dark red radiance instantly engulfing his figure.

Blood Spine Prison!

Boom——

The hundred-meter permafrost centered around Karen suddenly cracked, spewing out boiling blood mist. Dozens of dark red blood spines as thick as barrels shot skyward, their tips as sharp as a Zhama Saber, the surface flowing with viscous blood poison, closing in on Qin Tian like a nest of serpents.

In an instant, the blood spines woven into a tightly enclosed blood prison, trapping Qin Tian in the center, with blood poison dripping down the spines and corroding the ground into black pits.

Qin Tian’s eyes remained unchanged, as Spiritual Energy burst forth at his feet. His form ghostly slid back five meters, while the Black Frost Blade unsheathed, its blade wrapped in a layer of black flame.

Facing the oncoming blood spines, he swung his blade out.

The blade light, cloaked in black flames, sliced through the air like a crescent moon. The foremost blood spine was cleaved in two, the severed spine hissing as it continued to corrode the permafrost upon landing.

The remaining blood spines followed inexorably, yet Qin Tian remained unperturbed, his Swordsmanship as swift as lightning. Each slash precisely severed the joints of the blood spines, piling a mound of blood-red wreckage before him in moments.

"Indeed, you have some skills!" Karen’s face darkened, thrusting his Magic Staff fiercely toward the ground.

Endless Blood River!

From beneath the cracked ground, a rolling dark red "torrent" surged forth.

This was a blood river condensed from concentrated blood power, viscous as molten iron, emitting sizzling black smoke from its surface. Wherever it passed, the snow evaporated into white mist instantly, and the permafrost was gouged into half-meter deep ravines.

The blood river spread along the ground, sweeping toward Qin Tian, with faint, fragmented wails emanating from within, as if countless souls were struggling within.

Qin Tian leaped into the air, evading the blood river’s frontal assault, but the blood river transformed mid-air into a bloody tsunami, surging toward Qin Tian in the sky!

Qin Tian’s expression remained unchanged, the Black Frost Blade slashing horizontally, black flames furiously surging along the blade light. At the moment of collision with the blood-red pillar, the pillar ignited with black flames, sizzling into strands of black smoke, dissipating into the storm.

Seeing both moves thwarted, a harsh glint flashed in Karen’s eyes, pushing his Spiritual Energy to the utmost. The blood-red crystal atop his staff erupted with blinding red light.

High Tier Blood Spell — Blood Spirit Thousand Tides!

From within the red light, countless eerie screams echoed, as hundreds of blood spirits formed from blood power crawled out of the blood river wreckage.

These blood spirits bore sharp claws and fangs, surrounded by an indissoluble dense blood mist, each possessing the strength of a Tier Six, densely hovering around Karen, swarming towards Qin Tian like locusts.

Wherever the blood spirits passed, the air was corroded into distortion, and even the fluctuation of Spiritual Energy became chaotic.

Qin Tian took a deep breath, the Black Frost Blade weaving a flurry of blade flowers, black flames spreading along the blade light, forming a revolving fire curtain.

The pouncing blood spirits, upon contact with the fire curtain, had their bodies twisted and burnt, their ghastly screams rising successively. In mere moments, the hundreds of blood spirits vanished without a trace, leaving only a faint scorching smell in the air.

At this moment, Qin Tian slowly lowered the Black Frost Blade, looking at Karen with a calm gaze.

After a few exchanges, he had roughly gauged Karen’s depth, a Tier Six Eight-Star Vampire, absolutely dominant among Tier Six, but unfortunately for him, he encountered this cheat.

As long as they were not Tier Seven, no matter who in Tier Six, regardless of bloodline, could not be his opponent.

"Next, it’s my turn."

Even before the words finished, Qin Tian’s figure abruptly vanished from the original spot.

Night Emperor bloodline pushed to the extreme, speed breaking through visual limitations, leaving only a faint black afterimage.

Karen hadn’t yet reacted, Qin Tian had already appeared on his left side, the Black Frost Blade pointed straight at his neck — the blade wind carried a bone-chilling coldness, making Karen’s hair stand on end!

Karen hastily summoned blood power, forming a half-meter-thick blood crystal shield in front of him.

"Clang!"

The Black Frost Blade struck the shield, and the blood crystal shield instantly cracked with web-like patterns.

Karen hurriedly retreated, but Qin Tian, like a relentless shadow, followed closely, the blade light continuously targeting his vital spots — neck, chest, Magic Staff, wing roots, each strike with a tricky angle, power unmatched.

Karen could barely repel with the blood crystal shield and Magic Staff; his robe was soon slashed by the blade wind, and a shallow cut adorned his cheek, even the blood-red crystal atop the staff dulled slightly.

"Damn it!"

Karen roared, suddenly unfolding a pair of giant black wings behind him, stirring up dense blood mist with each flap, the hallmark of the Vladimir Clan’s "Blood Demon Wings"!

The moment his wings unfurled, his speed abruptly multiplied several times over, his form blurring to pull a ten-meter distance, intending to maintain distance with speed advantage to cast blood magic, executing a kiting strategy.