I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield Chapter 640 - 483: Entering the Treasury, Puppets, A Great Haul (Part 2)

At last, following one more round of savage demon assaults, the airborne runes and the ice monument achieved perfect synchronization!

The icy blue radiance surged to its maximum, merging seamlessly into the ice monument, which promptly caused a fissure to split open on the ground ahead of the quartet, unveiling a gradually materializing circular spatial whirlpool.

Starting as small as a fist, the whirlpool swiftly grew larger thanks to the energy pouring from the ice monument, expanding to two meters across in mere moments. Its core held profound blackness, from which an ancient presence vaguely seeped out—the gateway to the treasure vault!

"Roar——!"

The demons appeared to detect the treasure vault's aura, as nearly half deserted their assault on the Triad Formation, surging wildly toward the spatial whirlpool in a desperate bid to invade the vault.

"Now’s the time!"

A sharp glint sparked in Qin Tian’s gaze, and he wasted no more time.

With a swift gesture, spatial power wrapped around the four while he simultaneously stored the ice monument in his spirit space.

The next instant saw the quartet pulled by spatial force, darting directly into the still-forming spatial whirlpool.

Right upon entry, Qin Tian flipped and unleashed void power, brutally cutting off the whirlpool's link to the outer world.

"Buzz——"

The spatial whirlpool suddenly shrank back, its growth halted abruptly, sealing shut rapidly amid the furious howls of countless demons until it vanished completely from the icy plain.

Tens of thousands of raging demons were left whirling chaotically in place, bellowing and slamming at empty ground, their dark energy orbs exploding wildly, yet failing to locate the treasure vault's entrance.

…

"Snap——"

A foot sole thudded solidly onto the frozen floor, its surface firm and sleek.

The four quickly scanned their surroundings, discovering a staggeringly immense chamber, floored with dark gray stone tiles from whose fissures a subtle chill still emanated, enduring after millennia.

Straight ahead loomed a hundred steel golems arrayed in perfect order, resembling an ancient guard legion for the treasure vault.

Five meters high each, the golems were crafted from frigid iron, their armor etched with Ice God Race's ancient runes that gleamed with icy metallic sheen, wielding a frost-laced spear in one hand and hefting a massive shield in the other, locked in vigilant defensive stances.

Most unsettling were their helmets, lacking mouths or noses, featuring only two blue crystals the size of fists embedded like frigid stars, emitting a soft azure glow in the shadowy expanse.

Beyond the golem ranks rose a sealed stone door against the rock face, inscribed with runes matching those on the ice monument, evidently the path into the treasure vault.

And between the quartet and the golems stretched a thin white solid line on the ground, akin to an unseen barrier dividing the areas.

"It seems this treasury is not so easy to enter."

Zhuge Yu swept his eyes over the hundred golems, spun his fingers, and produced four gleaming green elixirs, offering them to the trio. "These are Replenishing Pills, which can quickly adjust the aura and replenish spiritual energy, restore your state before the challenge."

Qin Tian and the others accepted the elixirs, swallowing them down; the refreshing medicinal essence flowed into their throats, turning into cozy currents that coursed through their frames, swiftly refilling the spiritual energy depleted in the demon clash, while strained nerves relaxed a bit.

"I just observed," Zhuge Yu stroked the array plate in his grasp, "As long as we don’t cross the solid line on the ground, these golems shouldn’t react."

"Since we’ve come, there’s no reason to go back." Taishi Feng clenched the Heaven-piercing Halberd tighter, bloodstains fresh on his armor, yet his gaze resolute as he advanced. "I’ll pave the way, you all stay alert."

True to his bold and fearless character, he always took the vanguard, particularly since these hundred golems looked long-dormant, maybe mere decorations.

Qin Tian and the rest held back from intervening, just remaining vigilant for any aid needed.

Taishi Feng drew a deep breath, raised his left foot deliberately, and gently stepped beyond the pale white solid line on the ground.

The moment his foot touched down—

"Buzz——!"

The blue crystal eyes in the helmets of the hundred steel golems flared with brilliant azure brilliance, as if two hundred blue stars blazed to life at once, flooding the whole area with light.

Followed by

"Boom boom boom——!"

From deep inside the golems burst forth horrifying surges of spiritual energy, resembling unleashed torrents that ravaged the battlefield, causing the ground to quiver faintly from the force, the atmosphere to thicken, rendering breaths labored and heavy.

Faces of Qin Tian and his companions shifted in stark alarm, their eyes filling with shared shock at the same instant!

"They’re all... Tier Six?!" Huo Yuansheng clutched his longsword with a fierce grip, his tone laced with a subtle, almost imperceptible quiver.

Each golem's radiating aura firmly attained Tier Six strength, numerous ones edging toward mid-Tier Six or even high-tier peaks, their energy pulses powerful and unwavering, betraying no hint of decline.

Taishi Feng's heart plunged deeper into dread, an overwhelming pressure crashing down on him like the unblinking stare of a hundred mechanical killers, chills of sweat erupting across his spine.

He had assumed these golems, buried in dormancy for millennia, would've drained their power reserves ages ago; even as constructs, they should have corroded or failed by now, yet shockingly, they stood flawless and ready to unleash devastating might!

"They’re all Tier Six Puppets! A full hundred of them!" Zhuge Yu's pupils shrank sharply. Despite the four being elite Tier Six experts, confronting a hundred indomitable steel golems devoid of pain or terror posed extreme peril.

Moreover, no path for escape existed here—either annihilate the golems entirely or fall to their onslaught.