I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 387: Chapter 342: Heavenly Thunder Annihilates the Demon Horde (2)

Even if he teamed up with Zhou Ming, trying to slay a Tier Six great flame demon would at least require a tough battle, costing several wounds in the process.

But what about Qin Tian?

He just moved his finger.

This level of efficiency in killing far exceeded their imagination and even overturned their perception of Spiritualist combat.

Chang Sheng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found his throat dry and painful, only able to emit a hoarse gasping sound.

He looked down at the wound on his left shoulder and then up at the unassuming black sniper rifle in Qin Tian’s hand, feeling a chill from his feet to his skull—if that shot had been aimed at him, there probably wouldn’t even be a trace left.

Xia Qi’s gaze was fixed intently on the “Shadowstrike” in Qin Tian’s hand. The body of the gun was black, without any extra decoration, looking like a modified standard sniper rifle, yet the power unleashed by that shot just now sent a chilling feeling even to a Tier Six expert like him.

This is definitely one of the Ten Great Guns!

Xia Qi was convinced in his heart that only the legendary Ten Great Guns could possess such terrifying penetration and accuracy, able to pierce through the defense of a Tier Six great flame demon from over ten kilometers away, ignoring the interference of demonic qi.

He even subconsciously touched his head, an uncontrollable thought emerging in his mind: if that shot were aimed at him, with his speed and reflexes, could he dodge it?

The answer was no.

This realization caused Xia Qi’s heart to contract sharply, and the gaze he directed at Qin Tian changed from shock to a deep wariness.

This new leader of the Chijin Battlegroup, holding what was clearly a life-and-death deciding weapon of mass destruction instead of just a gun!

Qin Tian slowly lowered the gun, his eyes calm and unruffled, as if he had just crushed an ant. He turned to glance at the crowd beside him, who were all staring, dumbfounded, with a faint smile on his face:

“It seems that the demonic qi in this place doesn’t affect my gun much.”

After [Master of Arms] evolved into [Divine Weapon Emperor], he nurtured several pieces of weaponry daily. Over the past few days, Shadowstrike’s basic performance has doubled, and it’s far from its limit, with the Ghost Gun Spirit also becoming more solidified, clearly having evolved again.

Now, even without using [Celestial Destiny Critical Strike], Shadowstrike’s sharpness alone is deadly enough to threaten Tier Six demons. If combined with the power of [Celestial Destiny Critical Strike], very few Tier Six beings in the Infernal Demon Sea could withstand a shot.

As his words fell, the demon group below finally reacted from their stupor.

Instead of scattering due to the loss of their leader, they fell into even greater frenzy from seeing their leader’s tragic death. More importantly, they keenly sensed the human scent from high above—the fresh, warm aroma ignited their deep-rooted craving and greed for life, completely suppressing their dread over the great flame demon’s demise.

“Roar——!”

A deafening roar suddenly erupted, and thousands of demons, like an agitated swarm of bees, collectively pivoted, locking their blood-red eyes on Qin Tian and the others on the high ground.

Some were on all fours, digging deep furrows into the red earth as they charged madly towards the high ground; others stood still, opening their mouths wide to spew ghostly blue fireballs and scarlet magma bombs, raining down a barrage of long-range attacks onto the rock platform like a fiery storm.

Xia Qi’s eyes flashed sharply as he instinctively activated his spiritual energy defense. Zhou Ming’s battle sword gleamed coldly, Lin Rui held his long saber horizontally, and Chang Sheng and others conjured their Spirit Shields. They were seasoned warriors, skilled enough to withstand these attacks without much harm.

Qin Tian watched the surging demon tide below, a cold smile playing on his lips as he tapped lightly with his foot, propelling his form into the sky like an arrow, his attire flapping in the fierce winds.

“Boom——!”

As Qin Tian ascended to a hundred meters in the air, dazzling dark purple lightning erupted around him.

The previously gray sky was instantly shrouded in dark clouds, thunder rolling in waves, with dark purple lightning snakes weaving, rolling, and sizzling within the cloud layer.

Qin Tian hovered beneath the stormy clouds, surrounded by countless tiny purple electric serpents, exuding the overwhelming pressure of a thunder god descended upon the earth.

“Heaven’s Wrath!”

Qin Tian uttered a soft yet resonant call, his voice echoing with the laws of heaven and earth.

With his words, the stormy clouds grew even more violent, with dark purple lightning as thick as barrels tearing through the clouds, descending with destructive might, crashing down on the demon horde like a torrential downpour!

“Crackle——!”

The first bolt of lightning struck with precision, hitting a red flame demon charging in the forefront. It let out a shrill scream, and before it had a chance to resist, the demon was reduced to a pile of charred ashes, leaving not a trace.

Subsequently, the second, third… countless lightning bolts continued to fall like dense rain.

Each bolt struck a demon precisely, whether a thick-skinned fire salamander or a ghostly blue flame burning little flame demon—all were as fragile as straw before these dark purple bolts, being struck into ashes with some not even having time to scream.

The lightning created a vast net of death, enveloping the entire demon group.

The initially surging demon tide dwindled rapidly under the lightning’s onslaught, turning the red earth a ghostly purple, permeated by the pungent odor of charred remains.

On the high ground, Xia Qi, Zhou Ming, and others stood staring in shock, their expressions even more intense than when Qin Tian shot a great flame demon in the head.

They widened their eyes, fixating intensely on Qin Tian in the sky resembling a thunder god, and the terrifying dark purple lightning.

“What… what kind of thunder skill is this? How can it be so powerful!” Zhou Ming muttered, his voice filled with disbelief. He had never seen such domineering lightning, a true nemesis of demons, capable of incinerating them into ash, leaving no trace behind.

Lin Rui was also utterly astounded. He took a deep breath, speaking with difficulty: “I’ve seen other Tier Six Thunder Element Spiritualists, but their lightning is far less formidable than Commander Qin’s!”

Chang Sheng’s gaze was locked tightly on Qin Tian. He keenly felt the spiritual energy fluctuations radiating from Qin Tian, and his expression grew even richer.

After a long while, he finally exclaimed, “Incredible! It’s too unbelievable! Commander Qin… he hasn’t even broken through to Tier Six yet!”

What!

Upon hearing this, everyone’s attention converged on Qin Tian’s spiritual energy fluctuations, indeed sensing a rather condensed but still Tier Five aura.

This discovery plunged them into deeper shock, looking at Qin Tian with disbelief.

If Qin Tian were a Tier Six expert, wielding such apocalyptic thunder skill would be surprising but understandable since Tier Six powerhouses should have battlefield-shaking power.

But Qin Tian, while still at Tier Five, displayed such terrifying battlefield destruction ability, a performance totally beyond their understanding.

Among them, only Xia Qi knew of Qin Tian’s true prowess. Although his spiritual ability level was not high at Tier Five Four Stars, Qin Tian could, through sheer force, turn the tide against Tier Six silver-winged demons in direct combat.

Initially, he thought Qin Tian might rely on certain tricks or weaponry to challenge beyond his tier, but now it seemed he had underestimated Qin Tian.

This formidable lightning would be overwhelming even for Tier Six demons.

With such an ally, the Xingyuan Battle Group could finally catch their breath and enjoy a well-deserved rest.