I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 550: Chapter 448: Interrogation and Illusion Infiltration (Double Chapter) (2)

The old Ghost retracted his Soul Power, a hint of contemplation flashing in his eyes. This battle group is not weak; a frontal assault might lead to casualties on our side.

Fortunately, the team includes Li Qi, a master of assassination. He believes that Li Qi can arrange a meticulous ambush plan.

……

In the snow, a man with a bluish-purple complexion and bulging veins all over his body rolled frantically, his piercing screams slicing through the wind and snow, but they only brought more intense pain:

“Spare me! I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything! Please… make it stop!”

“It’s too late.”

The Poisonous Widow stood aside, the pale purple mist around her fingertips slowly dissipating. Her beautiful eyes remained indifferent, calmly observing the man’s gruesome situation.

“Ahhh — I was wrong! I was really wrong! I’ll talk! I’ll say it all!”

The man’s screams grew hoarser, and dark purple welts began appearing on his skin, deepening and expanding at a visible pace. The edges even started to fester, emitting a pungent stench.

Even in the biting wind, the stench lingered, invading the nostrils of everyone present.

Witnessing this, even the battle-hardened Barbarian Warriors and the notoriously cold-hearted assassins of The Shadow Division grasped their weapons tightly, a barely noticeable flash of fear in their eyes.

“Let me die… let me die!”

The man gradually lost the strength to struggle, his voice weakening to a mosquito-like hum, his consciousness beginning to blur, yet the longing for death remained in his eyes.

Only then did the Poisonous Widow slowly raise her hand, letting a wisp of pale purple poison coalesce at her fingertips before gently flicking it into the man’s nostrils.

The man’s body convulsed violently, his once vacant eyes regaining some clarity, yet now they also bore a numbness from being poisoned.

“Ask your questions, you have only ten minutes,” the Poisonous Widow turned to a member of The Shadow Division behind her.

“Yes!”

The member quickly bowed, stepped forward, and started interrogating rapidly.

Under the influence of the poison, the man offered no resistance, divulging everything he knew.

When the final question was answered, the man’s body abruptly stiffened, his head tilting to one side, finally freed from his agony.

The Poisonous Widow swiftly relayed the gathered intelligence to Li Qi. Meanwhile, the old Ghost had also completed his interrogation, and the three groups’ resources were consolidated.

Li Qi quickly organized all the intelligence, opened a virtual light screen, marking the Xue Dao Battle Group’s camp location, defense setup, key personnel combat capabilities, and a series of other information, swiftly formulating a detailed battle plan and sending it to the other two combat groups.

The plan was clear, concise, with duties well-defined, leaving every group fully aware of their assignments.

“Action!”

Li Qi sent the command, then tore off the cold-weather combat gear from Yasan, wiping its bloodstains with snow. Abruptly, his body shook, his face squirming before quickly morphing into another face.

None other than Yasan’s.

Simultaneously, other members of The Shadow Division stripped the combat gear from the corpses, suited up, and swiftly transformed just like Li Qi. Their appearances and physiques were identical to those on the ground.

…

The wind and snow continued to swirl wildly; the sky on Mingwang Planet had only just dimmed slightly, still over twenty hours away from polar night, but the cold had already dropped several degrees below daytime warmth.

The fierce wind, laden with ice particles, lashed against the masks like countless needles, causing even the specially equipped cold-weather System Spiritualists to instinctively shrink their necks, pulling their collars tighter.

The Xue Dao Battle Group’s over six hundred warriors were huddled in several large temporary igloos crafted by ice System Spiritualists, taking a break.

The igloo walls were several meters thick, faint blue spiritual energy shimmering across their surfaces, barring the harsh cold and snow outside.

Inside, a few spiritual energy lamps cast a dim yellow glow onto the warriors’ weary faces. Some leaned against ice walls meditating, while others bowed their heads to polish weapons, the air mingling lightly with odors of sweat and metal, savoring a rare moment of tranquility.

Outside, the battle group leader Karon stood alone amidst the wind and snow, clad in a suit of silver-white spiritual Armor, its edges crusted with fine ice crystals. This Tier Six, Seven Stars, Silver Bloodline System Spiritualist was gazing at the distant, dimly silhouetted ice mountains, his brows furrowed with worry.

Military Lord Inzaghi Luoho had assigned him three tasks. Apart from demolishing three safe houses— a trivial matter he accomplished effortlessly— the remaining two tasks weighed on his heart like mountains, leaving him breathless.

The first task was to find the Ice Crystal Phoenix.

The last time his subordinates had a chance glimpse of that icy blue figure was pure luck. Now, with the Ice Crystal Phoenix vanished, and the vast ice fields stretching endlessly, finding it again is like searching for a needle in a haystack.

But the Military Lord issued a strict order: the Phoenix must be tracked down by the end of the month, or the whole Xue Dao Battle Group would be punished, with him, the leader, bearing the brunt.

The second task was equally daunting.

Recently, a patrol detected traces of an iron-eating ice lizard deep in the ice fields.

These lizards feed on metallic ores and usually dwell on the peripheries of such veins; its presence nearly guaranteed the vicinity held rich cold iron veins.

Yet, despite leading teams to the area and scouring the ice fields within tens of miles, not a shadow of a mineral was found. Even expanding the search yielded no leads, as though the lizard had appeared and disappeared into thin air.

These two tasks left him restless, with the Military Lord’s urgings growing increasingly stern— implicitly stating if these tasks weren’t fulfilled, another would replace him as leader of the Xue Dao Battle Group.

With no options, Karon had to split his forces: leading one squad personally to trace the Ice Crystal Phoenix while the deputy leader continued seeking hints of the cold iron veins.

But another half month had passed with no progress on either front. If things continued this way, his self-established Xue Dao Battle Group might soon be handed to another.

As Karon grew anxious, he sensed someone approaching nearby.

The wind and snow masked their forms, but soon they became visible.

“Captain, we are back.”

’Yasan’ jumped down from the Snow Beast, quickly approaching Karon, with the others trailing behind.

“Good, well done. Go inside and rest,”

Karon patted ’Yasan’s’ shoulder. Destroying the safe houses seemed trivial to him, confident all three groups could efficiently complete their missions without further inquiry.

“Yes!”

’Yasan’ entered one igloo, while the others headed towards different ones.

Upon entering, crammed with dozens of men, the air inside felt stuffy, but ’Yasan’ appeared untouched, his gaze swiftly scanning the room, making an initial assessment. At the same time, he shook off the ice shards from his body, the white ice dust falling softly, melting swiftly on the ground.

Unnoticed, the stifling igloo subtly grew refreshingly crisp, but no one was keen on such details then.

’Yasan’ stood up, walking out to the igloo entrance, facing Karon, reporting swiftly.

“Captain, I’m going to relieve myself.”

Karon waved his hand dismissively.

’Yasan’ nodded, moving towards the area beyond the igloos, with his accompanying individuals following suit.

Karon noted this, but didn’t care much.

However, shortly after they left, an urgent cry erupted from inside:

“Something’s wrong, the air is poisoned!”

What, poisoned!

Karon’s pupils constricted, swiftly raising his hand to smash the igloo door to pieces.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The members of the Xue Dao Battle Group frantically fled from the iglo_a, gulping the cold air outside in giant breaths. Yet looking back inside, numerous bodies lay strewn, lifeless, clearly succumbing to the toxins.

Facing this, Karon suddenly recalled ’Yasan’s’ earlier oddities, realizing something, his face changing drastically as he shouted:

“Enemy attack, be on guard!!!”

However, he was still a step behind.

In the wind and snow, several explosive iron balls just buried nearby emitted a faint red glow, followed immediately by—

A deafening explosion!