I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield Chapter 690 - 505: Flesh and Bone Fusion, Grotesque Demon_2

The snow monkey and squid vanished rapidly, their forms dissolving. From the snow monkey, a bone of pure ice emerged, while a pulsing mass of dark flesh detached from the squid. In the air, these two components were drawn together, entwining and merging.

The black flesh covered the icy bone, growing over it with astonishing speed. Within mere moments, a nascent form of an even more formidable demonic entity began to materialize in the frigid depths.

This new creature was a true 'monstrous fusion,' bearing the lean torso of the snow monkey, now twice its original size. Veins bulged beneath its pale skin, etched with sinister, dark markings.

Its ape-like arms had elongated into limbs tipped with claws forged from black iron, glinting ominously.

From the waist down, it was entirely transformed into a squid-like form. Eight tentacles, as thick as ancient trees and covered in sharp barbs, replaced its legs. These tentacles exuded a chilling aura, seamlessly complementing the snow monkey's ice-aligned abilities.

Its head was the stuff of nightmares. The snow monkey's face was largely obscured by the encroaching dark flesh, revealing only a single, blood-red eye and razor-sharp fangs. The other side sported the squid's multifaceted eyes, dozens of smaller eyes swiveling independently, fixing on Qin Tian and his companions with overt malice.

"Roar——!" The demon creature’s cry pierced the air, a ghastly blend of the snow monkey's shriek and the squid's resonant groan, sending ice shards raining down from the cavern walls.

The demonic Qi surrounding it intensified, its power surging from the seventh tier's early stage directly to its middle stage. Even the surrounding icy winds began to churn, forming miniature vortexes of darkness.

"It can still fuse..." Qin Tian's brow furrowed, a disquieting weight settling in his chest.

He shuddered to contemplate the consequences if numerous such bones and flesh existed within the vault. Would even more terrifying beings of the eighth, ninth, or even higher tiers emerge? In such a scenario, not just their group of four, but all the Holy Blood geniuses combined would be compelled to flee, seeking aid from the Empire's most powerful cultivators.

"Attack now! We cannot allow it time to acclimate to its new form!"

Without a second thought, Qin Tian drew his Black Frost Saber. Arcs of purple-gold lightning crackled vibrantly along its edge, alive with energy.

He lunged forward like a released arrow. His saber whirled, the lightning concentrating into a blade of light several meters long, resembling a bolt of silken violet fabric, cleaving towards the creature with a sharp tearing sound.

The demon creature reacted with startling speed. Four of its tentacles swept out with a low hum, aimed at Qin Tian, while the other four lashed out like massive whips towards Zhuge Yu and the others, attempting to drive them back.

Qin Tian's eyes narrowed, his swordsmanship technique shifting abruptly. He unleashed the ultimate move of the Golden Level swordsmanship, "Thunder Tribulation Reincarnation Saber"—the Reincarnation Prison Strike!

The blade light expanded to encompass dozens of meters, a spectral image of reincarnation swirling within the lightning. A terrifying pressure emanated from the strike, eliciting a flicker of intense vigilance in the creature's eyes.

It made a swift decision, retracting the tentacles aimed at Zhuge Yu and the others. All eight tentacles rose above its head, forming a dense, black barrier.

"Boom!"

The lightning-infused blade struck the magical barrier with immense force. The barrier shattered instantly, but the blade light pressed onward, striking the demon creature's face with devastating impact. The Black Frost Saber buried itself into the bone, nearly bisecting its head.

"Sizzle——"

Lightning surged into the creature's body through the embedded saber, eliciting a howl of agony. A tentacle whipped towards Qin Tian's back like a steel scourge.

Qin Tian deftly retracted his saber, narrowly evading the strike. The tentacle impacted the ice, sending shards flying in all directions.

Upon closer inspection, the wound on the demon creature's face was mending with incredible speed. The dark flesh writhed and flowed, covering the injury, even seeming to absorb the residual lightning.

"It truly possesses regenerative capabilities."

Qin Tian's gaze turned cold. He advanced once more, saber held ready. He moved with lightning speed, each strike precisely aimed at the creature's vulnerable joints.

"Clang! Clang!"

The sound of saber meeting tentacle echoed continuously. Qin Tian used the force of impact to maintain his evasion, always finding the openings within the creature's onslaught.

Suddenly, a spark of electricity flashed in his eyes. He condensed a thread of thunderous Qi at his fingertips, detonating the Celestial Punishment Mark just as his saber struck the creature's torso.

"Boom!"

A blinding burst of lightning erupted from the creature, accompanied by a piercing SHRIEK of pain.

Celestial Punishment Judgment: Upon impact, a layer of [Celestial Punishment Mark] is applied. Reaching five layers triggers an automatic detonation, inflicting damage equivalent to 50% of the target’s depleted life force. Concurrently, a [Lightning Prison Field] materializes at the target's location for 5 seconds, unleashing continuous lightning strikes upon any foes within its confines.

Without pause, Qin Tian unleashed a relentless barrage with his saber, each swing embedding a fresh Celestial Punishment Mark and Dominant Sword Intent. As soon as the marks reached the requisite count, he promptly initiated their detonation.

The rapid succession of peculiar thunder energy and sword intent proved too swift for the creature's regenerative capacities to counteract, leading to escalating injuries and a swift decline in its aura.

Zhuge Yu and the others had long since retreated dozens of meters, observing the unfolding spectacle with intricate emotions.

Taishi Feng clenched the Heaven-piercing Halberd, a murmur escaping his lips, "Qin Tian's thunder... why does it possess a more commanding presence than even the Thunder Element Holy Blood of the Odinson lineage? Furthermore, his thunder appears to exert a peculiar inhibitory effect on these abominations."

Zhuge Yu tightened his grip on his Array Plate, his narrowed eyes reflecting deep contemplation.

Within the fray, Qin Tian's offensive tempo suddenly intensified. The Black Frost Saber carved through the air, leaving an afterimage as arcs of lightning coalesced on the blade, forming a tangible purple-gold thunder dragon. Just as the creature swung its tentacles to intercept, Qin Tian's eyes blazed with an incandescent surge of lightning.

"Thunder Eyes Soul Lock!"

Two concentrated beams of thunder erupted from his pupils, striking the creature squarely.

"Crack!"

The creature's body abruptly froze, its eight tentacles suspended motionless in mid-air.

This was the [Thunder Bind] effect of the Thunder Eyes Soul Lock. Despite the creature being at mid Tier Seven, it found itself forcefully immobilized.

Qin Tian seized this fleeting moment, moving with the speed of lightning. The Black Frost Saber, imbued with the force of mountainsplitting power, descended in a fierce slash towards the creature's neck.

"Splurt——" The blade sliced deep, unleashing a violent torrent of lightning that surged along its length, liquefying the flesh and bone at the creature's neck.

With a sharp report, the creature's head, a grotesque fusion of snow monkey and squid traits, tumbled with a resounding boom across the ice, finally coming to rest at Zhuge Yu’s feet, its solitary crimson eye gradually fading.

The creature's body did not disintegrate immediately upon decapitation; rampant lightning ravaged its interior, consuming the lingering demonic Qi until it was severely depleted.

Yet, in the subsequent second, its eight tentacles thrashed wildly, whistling through the air in a frenzied, uncoordinated assault against Qin Tian.

It resembled a cornered beast driven to utter madness, recklessly abandoning all semblance of defense.

"The conclusion of this battle is imminent."

Huo Yuansheng, cradling his longsword, declared with conviction.

He observed clearly that despite the creature's ferocious onslaught, it lacked its former precision and potency; each tentacle strike landed in a position riddled with exploitable weaknesses.

Taishi Feng and Zhuge Yu nodded in unison. Qin Tian's Thunder Element abilities had utterly subjugated the creature, reducing this chaotic backlash to its final, futile struggle.

True to expectation, Qin Tian effortlessly evaded the wildly flailing tentacles.

He raised his hand, sheathing his saber, the purple-gold arcs of lightning encircling him surging with dramatic intensity.

"Chaos Thunder Domain, activate!"

With a low incantation, a ten-meter diameter thunder net unfurled beneath his feet. Countless purple-gold bolts of lightning emanated from it, converging to form a churning vortex of electricity.

Within this maelstrom, each lightning strike delivered 'true damage', bypassing all resistances and descending like a torrential downpour upon the creature's form.

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

Lightning pierced the creature's being, dismantling its flesh and bone incrementally.

The tentacles' movements grew progressively slower, eventually drooping lifelessly. The colossal body rapidly disintegrated within the lightning sea, dissolving into splatters of black mire.

As the lightning subsided, only a palm-sized residue remained upon the ice—the fused remnants of the snow monkey's bone and the squid's flesh. Now, the flesh was desiccated and blackened, while the white bone was webbed with fine cracks, appearing on the verge of crumbling to dust.

Qin Tian advanced deliberately, his gaze fixed on the remaining substance, a slight frown creasing his brow.

This entity's capacity for fusion was unnervingly bizarre; had it not been for the potent suppression granted by his Thunder Ancestor's power, the engagement would not have concluded so readily.

Zhuge Yu and the others converged, their gazes fixated on the fractured white bone.