I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield Chapter 1106 - 685: Assassination Target_3

Just as Kesler was silently speculating

Hiss~

Broden, in the midst of slaughtering the Stele Demon, suddenly felt his whole body tighten.

The sensation was extremely subtle, like an invisible needle quietly piercing his spine, causing his cicada wings to contract slightly, his muscles involuntarily tense.

An immense sense of crisis descended without any warning, making his breath become slightly more rapid, his brain frantically issuing warnings.

He instinctively activated Spiritual Body Protection, simultaneously urging Ice Silk to shield his body—

However, it was all too late.

"Bang—"

A muffled explosive sound erupted.

Broden’s head, like a watermelon struck by an invisible giant hammer, instantly shattered into pieces.

This...

The surrounding warriors widened their eyes in horror, hardly daring to believe what they saw.

Tier Seven Eternal Ice Silkworm Lineage, the noble Prince Broden was just blown away?

No one saw where the attack came from.

It seemed as though only a strand of purple-golden light flashed in the air, and then Broden was dead.

He made his move!

He made his move!!!

Kesler’s heart was shouting, euphoria almost overwhelmed him.

He saw it clearly—that was a bullet, suddenly shot from the void behind Broden, carrying terrifying penetrating power and the blessing of purple-golden thunder, blasting his head in a moment when Broden had no time to react.

Qin Tian, you really did it.

Thank you.

Next, you can go peacefully to your death.

Among the crowd, Vilute, who had been as calm as an ice sculpture, suddenly turned his gaze sharp and cold.

Broden was dead.

This genius who the clan had high hopes for, ranking among the top three in the succession lineup, had his head blown off right under his eyes.

Unprecedented anger surged within Vilute’s heart.

Boom—

In an instant, a figure descended from the sky.

A black long blade raised overhead, purple-golden lightning wildly entwined upon the blade, like a judgmental thunder, bringing a mighty force slashing towards Vilute.

It’s him!

Vilute instantly recognized Qin Tian—the core target of this assassination.

He moved.

Ice Wings suddenly flapped, a terrifying cold stream shot up from the ground like the breath of a frost dragon, sweeping towards Qin Tian.

Simultaneously, invisible ice silk flew from Vilute’s body, like an invisible blade, silently slicing towards Qin Tian.

Everyone immediately turned their heads, watching this scene, eyes filled with anger, anticipation, and shock.

Qin Tian, it really is him!

Their eyes widened, waiting for the result of Vilute the Elder and Qin Tian’s first direct confrontation.

In their imagination, it was surely a collision of titans.

However, contrary to Vilute’s expectations, and everyone else’s expectations—

The figure descending like lightning vanished just before it touched the ice silk.

Without any warning, the figure disappeared into thin air.

The next moment, a short scream echoed from the crowd:

"Save..."

Before the words were finished, the voice abruptly stopped.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a figure being forcibly dragged into a spatial black hole that opened out of nowhere, disappearing without a trace.

That person was...

Kesler.

The spatial black hole closed, and the valley returned to its previous dimness.

Vilute stood in place, the ice silk quickly retracting into his body, for the first time showing an undeniable anger on his face that resembled a tranquil ice lake.