I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield Chapter 936 - 615: Elemental Empress

Boom——

Thunder rumbled and exploded in the sky.

The entire mountain range was shrouded by dark clouds like ink, with silver-white thunder dragons darting through the sky. A terrifying pressure crashed down, forcing countless creatures in the forest to prostrate themselves, shivering in fear.

The short-haired man and Old Xie turned as pale as paper instantly, a terror from the depth of their souls spreading wildly, causing their bodies to tremble uncontrollably.

Is this a Tier Seven Spiritualist?

Impossible.

There are several Tier Seven experts stationed at the base, but even the strongest among them has nowhere near this earth-shattering power.

This red-haired woman... is Tier Eight!

"So... so powerful!"

Xue Yong and a group of children stood beside Catherine. Although they weren’t directly enveloped by the heavy pressure, the awe-inspiring scene of the changing skies and raging thunder, along with her presence like a god of thunder descending to the world, deeply shocked their spirits.

At this moment, standing beside them was not a mere mortal but a god walking the earth!

Boom boom boom——

Suddenly, several figures burst from the ground with mighty momentum, wrapped in a terrifying wave of Spiritual Energy.

They said nothing, their eyes locked onto Catherine, who held a magic staff, with the utmost seriousness.

"Blood Demon Cult scum, are you ready to die?"

Not waiting for them to speak, Catherine coldly said.

Upon hearing these words, the experts of the Blood Demon Cult felt a chill in their hearts, understanding their identity was exposed.

The opponents were clearly here for them, with no room left for negotiation.

"She’s a Tier Eight Spiritualist, not easy to deal with, bring out the golems!" The thin man in front spoke harshly through soul transmission, his voice hoarse and piercing.

"Yes!"

At the sound of the command, another batch of figures emerged from the ground and aligned themselves in the Blood Demon Cult formation.

They wore matching black robes, each with different appearances, but their expressions were uniformly void and lifeless, yet their presence was exceptionally sharp.

"Wow, so many Tier Seven experts."

Behind Catherine, the bald Johnson couldn’t help but exclaim.

In the opposing formation, there were more than ten people revealing Tier Seven aura, far outnumbering their side.

However...

"Something feels off."

Johnson narrowed his eyes, examining the opposition closely.

The newly appeared figures, though sharp in aura and mostly above Tier Six, had lifeless faces and hollow eyes, not at all like living beings, but rather — puppets.

Exactly, they’re puppets!

Johnson frowned deeply.

The Blood Demon Cult can refine Tier Six and Tier Seven Spiritualists into puppets?

Their means have become this terrifying?

"Fusion!"

The golems all appeared as the thin man ordered again harshly.

Direct fusion!

The rest of the Blood Demon Cult members stiffened at the word.

Once the golems fuse, the various bloodlines would intertwine and amplify each other, greatly increasing their combat power. However, the cost is extremely severe.

This fusion, although it allows for various bloodlines to complement and amplify each other in the short term, will eventually cause all the golems to explode and perish.

But at this point, only by activating the golem fusion do they have a slim chance of resisting this red-haired Tier Eight expert.

Boom!

The bodies of five Tier Seven golems trembled violently, their surfaces melting like candle wax, turning into viscous flesh that streamed madly into the body of the central golem.

The fused golem let out a heart-wrenching scream, its eyes turning blood-red instantly, and hideous tumors bulged grotesquely on its back, with two scarlet eyeballs bursting abruptly out of the tumors, grotesque and disgusting.

"What the hell is this!!!"

Behind Catherine, the mercenaries of the Iron Wall Mercenary Corps exclaimed.

Living Spiritualists melting into others’ body tumors, such an evil sight brought an extreme visual shock, even battle-hardened mercenaries couldn’t help but feel their stomachs turn.

Yet the transformation was not over. As the back tumors bulged further, the central golem’s power surged like a volcano, Tier Seven, Tier Seven Peak...

Briefly paused as it touched the Tier Eight threshold, the next instant, it broke through!

A terrifying pressure swept in all directions, the dark Spiritual Energy erupted violently. Upon close inspection, one could see gold, cyan, red, purple, and other differently colored Spirit Threads within the dark glow, but all were swallowed and covered by the intense dark Spiritual Energy.

Catherine remained standing, coldly watching the entire fusion process, with no intention of intervening. The mercenaries behind her weren’t surprised at all, instead, after the initial shock, they quickly composed themselves, looking at the opposite side with eyes full of ridicule, as if watching a bunch of clowns.

Thinking a stitched-together monstrous hybrid could challenge their boss?

A bit too naive.

Moments later, the golem fusion was fully complete. The fusion’s body expanded, with five massive tumors on its back, its posture hunching and twisting, yet it emitted suffocating powerful energy, standing under the thunderclouds like a sinister Evil Spirit challenging the God of Thunder.

"Attack!"

The thin man’s eyes glimmered eerily, giving a harsh order.

The fused golem roared to the sky, its body suddenly expanding over three meters tall, its skin shimmering with radiant gold, as if made of pure gold, hard and heavy — a bloodline from the Golden Clan, its physical power and defense were top-tier, once activated, it was like a god of invincibility.

It bent its knees slightly, then sprang into the air, with lightning bursting underfoot, moving so fast it became nothing but a golden blur, charging straight towards Catherine.

Clearly, it determined that Catherine took the Spirit Mage path, and the biggest weakness of a mage was the fear of hand-to-hand combat with a peer expert.