I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield Chapter 755 - 536: Ascension by Dispersal, Full Army Mobilization

The blizzard raged with increasing ferocity, the biting wind carrying ice shards like a frenzied beast that rampaged across the desolate land, striking with such force that opening one's eyes became impossible.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The radiant Spiritual Energy from over a hundred Mages erupted within the tempest, akin to sparks shattering the encroaching darkness, instantly illuminating the sky that was previously obscured by the swarm of snow bats.

Massive bolts of purple lightning rent the clouds, accompanied by a searing electric crackle. They precisely struck the dense throng of snow bats, incinerating a significant portion of them instantly; the remnants of scorched flesh and blood rained down.

Innumerable sharp, cyan Wind Blades materialized, intertwining like a vast net of spinning edges that slashed upwards. The wings of the snow bats were sliced with ease; losing their aerial stability, they emitted piercing shrieks, descending like kites with severed strings, impacting the frozen earth with dull thuds.

Other Mages formed sharp ice lances. These icy projectiles shot forth like a relentless downpour, impaling the snow bats and pinning them within the snow and ice.

The sonorous calls of Spiritual Abilities, the desperate cries of the snow bats, and the howling of the wind and snow melded into a chaotic symphony. The dark cloud of bats, which had once obscured the heavens, was rapidly torn apart, with vast numbers plummeting like dumplings into a boiling pot, their once fierce assault effectively neutralized.

On the ground, a thick carpet of snow bat carcasses rapidly accumulated; some still twitched weakly, soon to be entombed beneath the continuous snowfall.

Just as the Mage squad contained the aerial threat, the ground assault siren already blared!

Xiong clutched his crimson great axe with both hands, his Spiritual Energy swirling around him. He resembled a berserk, primordial giant, leading the charge with heavy, earth-shattering strides.

As the great axe swung, it whipped up a violent gust; even before he engaged, several Frostmen at the forefront were sent reeling in disarray.

Terreda followed closely, his Zhanshou saber gleaming with a cold luminescence, a potent aura of Qi and Blood swirling around him.

He and Xiong, advancing on the left and right respectively, were like a pair of razor-sharp arrowheads, piercing directly into the beast horde.

Three thousand soldiers advanced in their wake, forming a tightly packed wedge formation.

The Barbarian Race's shield-bearers formed the vanguard, with spearmen directly behind. Saber-and-axe wielders fanned out to the flanks, while other Warriors remained within the formation, their roars echoing, their morale soaring to the heavens.

On both wings, soldiers from the First and Second Battalions held their ground. Gripping their weapons tightly, their bodies shielded by Spiritual Energy, their eyes burned with an intense battle fervor.

Viewed from above, this military unit appeared as a cone of steel, its entirety shimmering with cold light, surging forward with an indomitable momentum, thrusting directly into the sky-obscuring tide of snow beasts!

"Kill—!"

The earth-shattering war cry sliced through the wind and snow, fully igniting the Warriors' fighting spirit.

The impact of the wedge formation was devastating. The shield-bearers at the very front slammed into a towering Frostman, the immense force staggering it backward. The spearmen immediately following exploited the opening, their spears lunging forth in succession like venomous vipers, instantly perforating the Frostman like a sieve; the surging Qi and Blood power shattered its icy core, and its colossal form crashed to the ground.

Xiong's great axe seemed unstoppable. With a single cleave, he bisected a Tier Six snow lion, its warm blood splashing onto the snow and instantly melting small depressions within it.

Terreda's Zhanshou saber was impossibly sharp; each arc of his blade precisely struck a Snow Beast's vulnerable point. The ice armor of the ice lizards shattered like thin paper beneath his Great Saber, easily broken through.

The Snow Beast tide, caught completely unaware by this sudden assault, began to react due to their sheer numbers. They swiftly adjusted, hurling themselves with frenzied intensity at the wedge formation.

The Frostmen brought their massive fists down upon the shields, while the ice lizards unleashed volleys of ice lances at the soldiers. The snow lions maneuvered to the flanks, attempting to tear open the formation's sides.

The wind and snow intensified, and the encompassing embrace of the Snow Beast tide tightened like an iron band, ensnaring the wedge formation.

The heavy fists of the Frostmen relentlessly pounded the shields, causing a dull thudding and numbing the hands of the front-rank shield-bearers. The ice lances from the ice lizards descended like a torrential storm. Many soldiers, unable to evade in time, had their armor pierced by the lances, forcing them to stumble back several steps, their Qi and Blood turbulent. The snow lions gnawed and clawed ferociously at the formation's edges, striving to create an opening.

The charging momentum of the regiment visibly faltered, their advance becoming increasingly arduous, with every step forward demanding a heavy toll.

At this pivotal juncture, two silhouettes in the sky simultaneously stirred!

Karsas suspended himself in the air, his delicate, articulated digits gently unfurling the ancient Soul Scripture. As the pages turned, a bone-chilling, deathly aura instantly permeated the surroundings.

"Arise!"

With a hoarse, low cry, an eerie green luminescence ignited the pages of the Soul Scripture. Countless Ghost Souls, glowing with otherworldly green light, surged forth from between the leaves like malevolent spirits escaping a prison, emitting piercing shrieks.

These Ghost Souls were the very essence of Soul Bodies and Soul fragments Karsas had painstakingly gathered across numerous campaigns. After years of cultivation within the Soul Scripture, they had evolved into Death Soul Soldiers, utterly devoted to his command.

Their sheer multitude descended upon the Snow Beast horde. Some launched themselves at the Snow Beasts like famished wolves, their phantom claws savagely rending their flesh. Others remained aloft, unleashing streams of eerie green Soul Shock from their mouths. Wherever these invisible waves washed over, the Snow Beasts cried out in torment, their movements growing sluggish and their eyes becoming vacant and unfocused.

The tightly knit encirclement assault, so formidable moments before, was plunged into disarray by this sudden influx of the Soul Army.

The Snow Beasts were compelled to divert a significant portion of their focus to contend with the Ghost Souls swarming them, thereby alleviating the intense pressure on the wedge formation.

Almost concurrently with Karsas's movement, Kazik also initiated his action!