I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 966: Chapter 628: Resolute Rescue (2)

Kesler’s expression didn’t change, cold air seeping from his body as he spoke in the same flat tone, "Raymond, think carefully about the consequences of making a move here."

Raymond clenched his fists so hard his knuckles whitened, scarlet light flickering in his eyes.

The matter of the clan’s Tier Eight elder being refined into a puppet was the greatest taboo and disgrace of the Purgatory White Tiger clan. Now that Kesler had exposed it in public, he wished he could tear this bastard in front of him to shreds on the spot.

But he also understood their current situation—this was human territory. If they started a big fight and caused large-scale casualties, even as a Beastman of the Royal Family, he would definitely pay a heavy price.

He wasn’t afraid of that human lord who had defeated Unol. Just a non–Holy Blood Tier Seven Spiritualist; only an idiot like Unol would lose to someone like that.

But when it came to human Holy Blood powerhouses, he had no choice but to be wary.

"Hmph, Kesler, let’s leave it at that for now."

The ferocity in Raymond’s eyes gradually faded. He said coldly, "But let me warn you—if you dare mention that matter again, I’ll rip your mouth to shreds."

Kesler gave him a faint glance and said nothing more. Just as the group was about to move on, a child’s crying suddenly came from nearby.

Earlier, even though the auras of the two Tier Seven Beastmen had been reined in as much as possible, the Evil Qi that leaked out still frightened a child not far away. That heartrending wail sounded especially shrill on the silent street.

"Waa—waa—"

The crying grew louder and louder. Raymond, already in a foul mood, felt his anger surge again. A trace of scarlet flashed in his eyes as he barked, "Go. Make that kid shut up!"

"Yes!" A Crimson Flame Tiger-man behind him responded and strode swiftly toward the source of the crying with agile steps. His tall frame radiated scorching heat, his eyes full of killing intent. Wherever he passed, pedestrians scattered in fear, terror filling their eyes; no one dared block his way.

Very soon, the Crimson Flame Tiger-man saw the source of the crying—a little girl around two years old, clutched tightly in the arms of a young mother. The child’s face was flushed red as she wailed her heart out.

The young mother’s face was deathly pale as she tried frantically to soothe the child, but the more she soothed, the harder the girl cried.

When the young mother saw the Crimson Flame Tiger-man walking toward her and spotted the cruelty and ferocity in his eyes, her whole body went rigid. She hurriedly clapped a hand over the child’s mouth, tears streaming down her face as she pleaded in a trembling voice, "Baby, don’t cry, please, mommy’s begging you, don’t cry..."

With her mouth covered, the child could only let out muffled whimpers. Her little face turned even redder from holding back her breath, a sight that tugged painfully at the heart.

But the Crimson Flame Tiger-man didn’t slow in the slightest. He continued to close in step by step, his pace quickening—His Highness had given the order to make the child shut up. The simplest way was to ensure she could never open her mouth again.

Under the sunlight, his towering figure cast a massive shadow that completely engulfed the mother and daughter.

The surrounding pedestrians wore looks of anguish. Those with a conscience wanted to rush forward to help, but the moment they thought of the terrifying aura of those two Beastmen of the Royal Family not far away, their feet felt like they were filled with lead, too heavy to move. They could only watch helplessly as tragedy was about to unfold.

Whoosh—

The Crimson Flame Tiger-man raised his furry, massive hand and reached straight for the little girl.

The young mother wrapped her child in her arms with all her strength. Staring at that great hand drawing ever closer, her eyes were filled with despair as her tears blurred her vision.

At the instant that scorching-hot hand was about to touch the woman, a streak of azure light suddenly shot in from the side, aiming straight at the Crimson Flame Tiger-man’s head.

The Tiger-man’s fur bristled. He instinctively raised a fist and smashed the azure light apart. But before he could react, a figure flashed past in front of him, and at the same time, the mother and daughter vanished into thin air right under his nose.

"Get out of here, now!"

Kennis gently set the mother and daughter down. With no time to offer even a word of comfort, he urged the young mother in an anxious rush to flee at once. He himself gripped his Battle Sword tightly, fixing his stare on the Crimson Flame Tiger-man as he planted himself between the mother and child and their attacker.

"Thank you! Thank you, sir!"

The young mother, eyes brimming with tears, bowed repeatedly to Kennis, then turned and ran with her child in her arms, wishing she could grow two more legs.

"That was close!"

"It’s a Royal Soldier! We’re saved!"

Seeing the captain’s rank on Kennis’s uniform, the onlookers all let out a long breath, then erupted into cheers. Hope rekindled in their eyes.

"Courting death!"

Seeing His Highness’s command ruined and the target already escaped, the Crimson Flame Tiger-man was enraged beyond measure, a savage light flaring in his eyes.

His body swelled slightly, and the violent Fire Element Spiritual Energy within him erupted without restraint. Scorching heat waves surged out like a tsunami, sweeping in all directions. Even the air was burned into wavering distortions, and even the light itself rippled.

His clawed hands, sharp as blades, suddenly lit up. Flames blazed around them like living things, firelight shooting skyward. Even from several zhang away, the searing temperature was enough to make a person’s skin sting.

The next second, his figure shot forward like an arrow leaving the bow, charging straight at Kennis with a world-shattering momentum. His flame-wreathed tiger claws slammed down hard, the claw wind razor-sharp. Wherever they passed, the air was torn apart with ear-piercing shrieks, as if this extreme heat and power were about to crush even space itself, intent on ripping Kennis to pieces on the spot.

Tier Six!

Kennis’s heart sank. From the aura alone, he could tell this Crimson Flame Tiger-man was a Tier Six Spiritualist, one tier higher than himself.

What’s more, for a Beastman whom the Royal Family brought along, at the very least he had a Silver Bloodline. His bloodline level was either equal to or far above Kennis’s.

His bloodline fell short, his level was crushed—what he had just done to save someone was without doubt asking for trouble, even seeking death. Yet Kennis felt no regret at all. As a Royal Soldier stationed in Hanshuo City, protecting the people was his duty.

Besides, even without this uniform, he could not stand by and watch an innocent mother and daughter be slaughtered.

With the scorching aura locking onto him, there was nowhere to dodge. Kennis clenched his teeth, tightened his grip on his Battle Sword, and Wind Spiritual Energy instantly coiled around the blade as he swung it fiercely up to meet the flaming tiger claws above his head.

"You don’t know how to write the word ’death’!"

Seeing that this weak human actually dared to take his attack head-on, a mocking glint flashed in the Crimson Flame Tiger-man’s eyes. The flames around him flared even hotter, his claw force growing stronger and stronger.

But just then, a streak of razor-sharp blade light suddenly slashed in from the side, cleaving straight at the Tiger-man’s back.

The blade light was keen and carried a bone-deep chill. The Crimson Flame Tiger-man’s fur stood on end as he clearly sensed that while this strike wouldn’t kill him, it was enough to injure him.

This wasn’t a battlefield; there was no need to fight to the death.

He instinctively pulled back his claws, turned, and shattered the blade light with a punch. Kennis seized the chance to change his move, his blade skimming lightly along the edge of the tiger claw as his body slipped back like a fish, quickly opening up a safe distance.

Swish—

With two swift bounds, Liang He arrived at Kennis’s side. Her gaze fell on his golden hair, which was faintly singed and curled. The rebuke that had reached her lips was forcibly swallowed when she saw the steadfast look in Kennis’s eyes.

This guy was still the same as ever—always so reckless, yet just as admirable.

"A He, I owe you a life."

Kennis kept his eyes locked on the Crimson Flame Tiger-man opposite them, his tone solemn.

"Cut the crap."

Liang He tightened her grip on her Battle Sword, her gaze sharp as she stared at the Crimson Flame Tiger-man and said in a deep voice, "Survive first!"

"Yeah!"

Kennis nodded heavily. His gaze swept around and he saw that the nearby civilians had already fled far away, and he finally allowed himself a slight breath of relief.

But a sliver of doubt also rose in his heart—by rights, the troops of the Azure Dragon Army should have arrived long ago. Why hadn’t they shown up yet?

This really made no sense.

......

High in the sky, twisted space completely concealed two figures, shutting out all aura from below. Xue Wuyang looked down at the tense chaos brewing beneath, his brows tightly furrowed as he asked in a low voice, "Military Lord, we’re still not making a move?"

"No rush."

Qin Tian raised a hand, motioning for him to be patient. His gaze focused on Kennis and Liang He standing side by side below, a glint of appreciation flashing in his eyes. "Let’s watch a bit longer."