I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 874: Chapter 588: Shock and Massacre

Yagyu Jusaburo’s gaze was locked deathly tight on the Black Dragon Armament, the aura around him growing noticeably chaotic.

That suit of combat armor was domineering and awe‑inspiring, its pitch‑black shell giving off a matte sheen, exuding a chilling sense of intimidation; just standing there, it pressed down on people with a powerful sense of oppression.

He had seen many sets of combat armor before.

Within the Empire, the powered armor issued to regular elite soldiers could be seen everywhere. Paired with chain-swords, Explosive Bomb Guns, and intelligent combat-assist systems, their combat strength was enough to rival ordinary Tier Two or Tier Three Spiritualists, making them the mainstay equipment on Low Tier battlefields.

One grade higher would be the Stellar Armor.

This kind of armament used nano-level metal extension technology, able to rapidly transform from a slender belt into a full-body suit of armor, and its most prominent advantage was that it allowed the wearer to traverse the Cosmos.

Some top-tier models even came with spatial modules, capable of short- to mid-range spatial transfer, making them core equipment for interstellar warfare.

But even so, even the very best Stellar Armor in the Empire could at most withstand the combat intensity of a Tier Six Spiritualist.

Once a High Tier Spiritualist erupted with full power, that world‑shattering impact was something no existing armament could withstand; it would only be torn apart in an instant.

Yet in that previous head‑on clash, he could clearly feel the surging, majestic power flowing beneath this Black Dragon Armament.

It was a power utterly different from Spiritual Energy, a force carrying a cold metallic texture—pure technological might—yet so overwhelmingly strong it exceeded his understanding.

Since when had such a terrifying combat armor appeared within the Empire’s borders?

Gigantic waves crashed through Yagyu Jusaburo’s heart.

If this armament wasn’t a one‑off, but something that could be mass‑produced, then the Empire’s entire Spiritual Ability System and its current combat‑strength rules would be completely shattered by this armament and reshuffled from the ground up!

Whoosh—

Robert flicked his wrist, the Black Dragon Giant Sword slamming heavily into the ground with a muffled “clang,” shaking the surrounding snowfield so that the piled snow slid down in sheets.

At this moment, he wasn’t merely wearing an armament; he had completely fused with it.

He himself was a Silver Guard, born with the ability to devour all metals, Weapons, equipment, and technological products. Not only could he use the ultra‑powerful chips in his body to crack their technical cores, he could also rely on the plasticity of liquid silver to perfectly replicate and fuse the plundered Weapons and equipment.

During this period, by leveraging the channels of Ice Extreme Pass, and combined with his own top‑tier information retrieval and hacking skills, he had gathered large amounts of cutting‑edge tech data and physical samples. This Black Dragon Armament was his Great Success work.

It fused defensive Armor forged by master Artifact Refining specialists, the precision mechs of the Spirit Race, core technologies from multiple top‑tier Stellar Armors, and even incorporated remnants of Aux civilization technology, ultimately integrated into this ultimate armament form.

Without any extra nonsense, the faceplate of the Black Dragon Armament suddenly lit up, the pair of faintly red eyes blazing. Two scorching crimson rays tore through the air, carrying a might that could incinerate everything, shooting straight at Yagyu Jusaburo at an extreme speed, leaving no time to react.

Yagyu Jusaburo’s heart clenched. Spiritual Energy erupted beneath his feet, and his body instinctively tried to sidestep.

But at that exact moment, a terrifying gravity suddenly descended, like a ten‑thousand‑ton mountain slamming down onto him, making his movements instantly sluggish; the space around him also turned viscous and stagnant, like sinking into a muddy swamp. Every movement demanded tremendous effort.

That was the gravity distortion field carried by the Black Dragon Armament!

Unable to dodge, Yagyu Jusaburo could only grit his teeth, gathering all his Spiritual Energy and bringing his Katana up diagonally in front of him to forcibly withstand those two crimson rays.

Ssssss—

The rays struck the Spiritual Energy barrier coating the Katana’s surface, erupting at once with an ear‑piercing sizzle. Sparks flew as the Spiritual Energy barrier melted and dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye; a searing heat spread along the blade, scalding Yagyu Jusaburo’s palms numb.

Before he could recover his breath, Robert was already charging in with his sword. The Black Dragon Giant Sword erupted with raging, blazing black flames; wherever the black flames passed, even the air itself was scorched into distortion. Gripping the sword in both hands, he hacked down viciously at Yagyu Jusaburo’s head, the blow heavy and brutal, carrying an unmistakable killing intent.

Yagyu Jusaburo hastily raised his blade to block. With a deafening “clang—” of impact, a terrifyingly immense force crashed down along the blade. Yagyu Jusaburo felt his arms go numb as his whole body was shaken into a series of staggering retreats.

How is this possible!

His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

A single suit of combat armor could actually unleash power even more terrifying than his own, a Tier Seven Spirit Warrior of the Gold Bloodline? This completely overturned his understanding of technological armaments!

But this was far from over.

The chest of the Black Dragon Armament suddenly split open along a seam. Two cannon barrels slowly extended, and dense black Energy gathered at their muzzles. In the next second, two thick black beams roared out, striking Yagyu Jusaburo’s chest with pinpoint accuracy.

Boom!

A violent Explosion thundered, and a berserk Energy shockwave swept in all directions. Yagyu Jusaburo was blown away like a kite with its string cut, flung hundreds of meters back.

At this moment, his upper garment had already been scorched into tatters. The flesh on his chest was blackened, his skin split open, and the blood seeping out was instantly frozen into shards of ice. His face was pitch‑black with soot, his hair disheveled—a picture of utter misery—and the Spiritual Energy around him had become completely chaotic.

Robert gave Yagyu Jusaburo no chance to catch his breath. His figure blurred as he instantly closed the distance, the Black Dragon Giant Sword in his hands cleaving down ferociously. A black blade of light over ten meters long tore through the air with a razor‑sharp aura, slashing straight for Yagyu Jusaburo’s vital points.