Purple Lightning Bloodline

The sudden turn of events left the scene deathly silent.

No one had expected Yang Ling, who had been slaughtering enemies moments ago, to have his heart pierced in the blink of an eye.

Strength rapidly drained from his body. Yang Ling knew he would not survive, and a resolute, determined look appeared on his face.

"Blood Burn!"

His voice was low and unwavering.

Boom!!!

In an instant, Thunder Light erupted from Yang Ling's body.

Sensing that something was wrong, the Shadow Spirit Cat immediately tried to pull away and flee.

However, Lightning traveled at an astonishing speed. The Shadow Spirit Cat only felt its body stiffen before being completely engulfed by Thunder Light.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle~~~

Before his death, Yang Ling burned away his Bloodline Power, multiplying the Lightning's power several times over and unleashing it all at once.

The violent current pierced through the psionic defense.

The Shadow Spirit Cat convulsed violently, black smoke rising from its fur as it let out a shrill scream.

Yang Ling clutched the Shadow Catman tightly. His skin cracked apart inch by inch, like a glass figure about to shatter, yet there was no regret or fear in his eyes—only the calm of one who embraced death.

Watching the tragic scene before them, everyone present felt their hearts grow heavy.

After a long while—

Thud~~~

Yang Ling dropped to his knees. Not a single patch of skin on his body remained intact. His body had shriveled severely, flesh clinging to bone, while the armor that had once fit him now hung loosely from his frame.

His blood had nearly burned away completely.

The Shadow Catman hunched over, supporting himself on all fours. Strands of black smoke drifted from his body, and he twitched from time to time.

"He's not dead yet!"

Xiao Yunlong clenched his fists. A surge of hot blood rushed to his head as he found himself unable to accept that a hero's final desperate strike might end in failure.

Even if the powerful Shadow Catman still had strength left, even if he was a Fourth Order Beast Spirit Warrior, even if rushing forward meant risking his life—

He still wanted to deliver the final blow for Yang Ling.

Just as Xiao Yunlong was about to take his first step, a gunshot suddenly rang out beside his ear.

Bang!!!

The Armor-Piercing High-Burn Bullet spun rapidly against the rifling, tearing through the scorching air.

The Shadow Catman sensed the approaching danger. Under normal circumstances, he could have easily dodged the bullet, but he had just endured the baptism of Lightning and his body was still numb.

Left with no choice, he could only summon the last trace of psionic energy he had left to shield his head.

The bullet struck the Psionic Shield. Driven by a mysterious force, the Armor-Piercing Bullet tore through everything and burrowed into his brain.

Bang!!!

His head exploded, and High-Burn Gas burst into fierce flames.

Qin Tian slowly lowered his rifle, watching two deep-blue, nearly purple light orbs fly into his body and cover the pale-blue Talent Orbs of [Shadow Muscle and Bone] and [Shadow Leap].

Whoosh~~~

A gentle breeze swept past.

Everyone's gaze at the scene focused on Qin Tian.

Xiao Yunlong turned toward Qin Tian excitedly.

Qin Dadi and Liu Zhaozhao stared in shock. The Dragon Falcon Rifle had previously been Huang Xun's weapon, and they knew very well the maximum power of this gun.

At the right range and with special ammunition, it could pierce a Second Order Psionic Shield. Against Third Order and above, it had no chance at all.

Although the Shadow Catman had been heavily injured and was nearly out of psionic energy, Fourth Order was still Fourth Order.

Under normal circumstances, even if Qin Tian had switched to Armor-Piercing High-Burn Bullets, he should not have been able to penetrate the Psionic Shield.

Yet Qin Tian had done it.

They were both shocked and utterly baffled.

"Lucky."

Qin Tian slowly put away his rifle.

He had used [Ember Critical Strike] just now and had been lucky enough to trigger a high critical damage bonus, allowing him to blow the Shadow Catman's head apart with a single shot.

There really had been an element of luck involved.

"He's that Sharpshooter!"

"Wow, he actually blew the Shadow Catman's head apart with one shot."

"He even shattered the Psionic Shield. Could he be using a Rune Gun?"

Nearby soldiers murmured among themselves, their eyes filled with awe and curiosity.

"Eh, where's he going?"

At that moment, everyone watched Qin Tian walk toward the Bloodline Warrior.

Riiip~~

Qin Tian tore off a large piece of cloth from the tent and gently covered the Bloodline Warrior's body. His face remained largely expressionless, and he did not say a word, yet everyone could see the respect he held for a hero.

For a moment, everyone fell silent and deeply bowed to Yang Ling.

"Qin Tian."

The three members of the Earth Dragon Squad walked over, their eyes carrying complicated emotions, along with a trace of relief.

As they spent more time together, they had seen more and more "humanity" in Qin Tian.

Compared to a cold, emotionless war machine, they would rather have a comrade who possessed warmth, loyalty, and feelings.

"Mm."

Qin Tian nodded. The scene of Yang Ling resolutely dragging the Shadow Catman down with him had deeply moved him. On the battlefield, even a Fourth Order Bloodline Warrior could still be easily killed by the enemy.

He fully realized that the growth and progress he had achieved so far were simply not worth mentioning before true experts.

Covering the Bloodline Warrior's body was both an act of respect for a hero, granting him his final dignity, and a way for Qin Tian to seek a little personal gain.

[Name] Purple Lightning Bloodline (Blue)

[Type] Passive Talent

[Description] Those with the Purple Lightning Bloodline are born with a powerful affinity for the Lightning Element. They can absorb psionic energy to condense purple lightning. Damage against evil and dark creatures increases by 200%, while Lightning resistance increases by 300%. During the process of condensing purple lightning, the body will also be tempered.

A mysterious power flowed through his body. Qin Tian raised his head and vaguely seemed to see Lightning particles dancing through the air.

This feeling was very familiar to him.

When he had obtained [Shadow Muscle and Bone], he had also been able to sense the ever-present dark particles.

However, because he lacked a Psionic Cultivation technique, he had been unable to absorb those particles into his body.

Looks like I need to put finding a Psionic Cultivation technique on the agenda, Qin Tian thought silently.

Yang Ling and the Shadow Catman were both Fourth Order experts and possessed Bronze Rank bloodlines.

In terms of talent, the Shadow Catman had one more ability than Yang Ling: [Shadow Leap].

But in terms of skill, the Shadow Catman's crude, instinct-driven fighting style was clearly no match for Yang Ling's Agile Gun Art.

Overall, Beast Spirit Warriors possessed superior physical talents, while Human Psionic Users held an absolute advantage in technique. Each had their own strengths.

After the Shadow Catman died, the area where Qin Tian was stationed had returned to calm. However, flames still blazed throughout the rest of the barracks, and fighting continued without pause.

Some soldiers received orders and immediately rushed off to provide support.

Meanwhile, the Earth Dragon Squad was ordered to remain where they were and guard the safety of the logistical supplies.

Just as everyone thought the chaos would continue for a long time, a streak of light suddenly flew in from the horizon, carving a blazing white trail through the sky before coming to a steady stop directly above the barracks.

The next moment, the light flared brilliantly. A massive sphere of light slowly rose, like a sun descending upon the world, illuminating everything within several kilometers as brightly as day.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle~~~

The blazing light shone upon the shadow cats, Spirit Cats, and Shadow Catmen like splashed acid, causing their fur to peel away in layers and expose large patches of bloody skin. The pain made the Orcs howl miserably as they rolled across the ground.

In contrast, the human soldiers looked revitalized, and some of their injuries rapidly recovered.

"This is... a High-Rank Psionic Mage."

Xiao Yunlong stared excitedly at the sky.

A Psionic Mage~

Qin Tian raised his head and gazed at the dazzling sphere of light overhead. Deep within his heart, his desire for psionic power reached its peak.