I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 924: Chapter 610: The Might of the Sword Immortal, the Blessing of the Immortal Soldier (2)

But at the moment, facing the joint assault of three Tier Eight powerhouses, being able to maneuver in the crevices and preserve himself was already the limit; attempting to counterattack and claim victory was still too difficult.

Qin Tian stealthily glanced to the side with the corner of his eye.

That was Robert’s battlefield.

Robert was clad in Black Dragon Armored Armor, grasping a wide-bladed giant sword in one hand, with a chilling gleam, while the other hand held the Soul Cutter—one of the Ten Great Guns that had just slain a Tier Seven Ice Beast.

His opponents were five Tier Seven Human Puppet Golems.

The dense onslaught of attacks was overwhelming, and the pressure Robert endured was no less than his own.

But fortunately, since his return, Qin Tian had taken fixed time every day to use [Soldier Immortal] talent to enhance Robert, which continually elevated Robert’s combat power.

Meanwhile, various restriction-type weapons and Spirit Race mechs traded from Athena at the Mythical Society were all absorbed by Robert, enriching and empowering his arsenal, further elevating his combat strength.

In battle, Robert unleashed a variety of weapons consecutively, completely disrupting the attack rhythm of the five Tier Seven Human Puppet Golems. The situation of passive defense gradually reversed as the battle progressed, with Robert not only stabilizing his footing but also subtly gaining the upper hand.

The key to all of this lay in the Soul Cutter in his hands.

The most terrifying aspect of the Soul Cutter was its ability to fire bullets that directly targeted the soul, causing the Human Puppet Golems to become momentarily stiff with each shot.

Robert seized this fatal weakness—the Human Puppet Golems, refined by Spiritualists, might not have significantly weakened soul strength, but their intelligence had long been suppressed, even mostly obliterated, turning them into war weapons that only knew how to obey orders.

Possessing a strong body and Spiritual Energy but lacking control intelligence, they were like a million troops without a commanding general, riddled with weaknesses.

After identifying the weaknesses, Robert immediately adjusted his tactics, using the Soul Cutter as the main offensive method, combined with various Soul Shock-type weapon modules, stacking damage layer by layer.

The once perilous situation gradually tilted in his favor.

Seeing this scene, the heart that Qin Tian was holding up slightly relaxed.

However, he knew very well that no matter Robert’s final victory or defeat, it could not determine the ultimate outcome of this battle.

The actual turning point of victory or defeat always rested with Yang Ling and that Tier Eight Purgatory White Tiger.

With a thought, Qin Tian’s Soul Power silently spread out like invisible threads, instantly enveloping the entire icy plain, clearly ”reflecting” the battle between Yang Ling and the Purgatory White Tiger in his Sea of Consciousness.

The battlefield on that side had long lost its original icy plain appearance; the destructive power was terrifying, far surpassing the entanglement between Qin Tian and the three Tier Eight powerhouses, like the heavenly collapse and earth split.

The Purgatory White Tiger’s eyes were blood-red, with dark red energy surging around it like a volcano, each pounce and swipe carried cataclysmic power, seemingly aiming to completely shred the entire icy plain.

A mighty tiger’s paw struck the air, and the massive power smashed onto the ice surface.

”Boom——”

A loud bang

The entire icy plain trembled violently, the ice surface instantly shattered, and hideous cracks spread madly like giant serpents, extending over a dozen kilometers, with accumulated snow cascading down, forming a sky filled with snow mist.

Facing the Purgatory White Tiger’s ferocious onslaught, Yang Ling remained unflustered, with Sword Qi radiating around him like the Nine Heavens Sword Immortal descending.

The Azure Longsword in his hand seemed to come alive, each swing carrying the transcendental Sword Dao Mysteries, with no superfluous moves, yet each strike was deadly.