Death Train: SSS-level talent right from the start!

Wang Ze increased the pressure of gravity on the Mirror Guards, and the cracked armor on their bodies began to crumble inch by inch.

As he increased his gravitational suppression of the border guards, the gravitational force exerted on the seven or eight people who wanted to steal the monster also intensified, making it difficult for them to move within the gravitational field.

They stopped about five meters away from the Iron Rod Mirror Guards, not because they didn't want to rush forward, but because they simply couldn't move forward.

Wang Ze's gravitational field pinned them firmly to their spot.

Xia Yan's attack rhythm suddenly accelerated.

Two daggers pierced through the neck of the Iron Rod Mirror Guard from both sides, penetrating the entire neck, with the tips emerging from the other side.

The Iron Rod Mirror Guard's body stiffened abruptly, the iron rod slipping from his hand and crashing to the ground with a dull metallic clang. His silver-white body swayed twice before collapsing to the ground with a thud.

Above Xia Yan's head, a silver-white six-pointed star cursor slowly appeared.

Her figure flashed from behind the Iron Rod Mirror Guard to Wang Ze's side, twirling the two daggers twice in her hands before sheathing them back into the leather sheath at her waist.

Wang Ze removed the gravity field.

The bodies of the seven or eight people suddenly felt light. Some staggered a few steps before regaining their balance, while others almost fell over due to their weak legs.

Wang Ze brought Xia Yan back to Jiang Ning's team.

Jiang Ning glanced at Xia Yan, nodded slightly, and said nothing.

Immediately afterward, Su Jin and Lei Xing finished their battle, successfully obtaining survival marks for their team members. Only Chen Ye's team remained to fight.

All eyes turned to Chen Ye.

Chen Ye's side is not finished yet; to be precise, Wang Shuo and Li Zheng's side is not finished yet.

Chen Ye and Zhao Hai continued to hold down the double-hammered mirror guard tightly, their arms locking the guard's arms like iron clamps, pinning it firmly to the ground.

The Mirror Guard struggled several times, but each struggle was futile in the face of Chen Ye and Zhao Hai's strength. Its silvery-white body twisted a few times on the ground before finally giving up the fight.

Wang Shuo and Li Zheng continued to tirelessly tap on the Mirror Guard's helmet.

Axes and daggers fell alternately, their clanging sounds ringing out incessantly.

The problem is, the sound has been going on for almost five minutes.

Wang Shuo raised his axe high and chopped down again.

"clang--!"

The axe blade struck the crack in the Mirror Guard's helmet, which had already been hit hundreds of times. Silvery-white liquid gushed out from the crack and splashed all over his face.

He wiped his face, his hands covered in silvery-white slime.

"Li Zheng, at least use a little more force!"

Wang Shuo shouted at Li Zheng.

Li Zheng's short sword followed closely behind, the tip striking the same spot.

"clang--!"

The tip of the dagger left a deeper mark on the crack, but it still couldn't break through the Mirror Guard's helmet.

"Damn it, I've used every ounce of strength I have."

His voice carried a deep sense of helplessness and exhaustion.

"With so many people watching, how embarrassing!"

Wang Shuo raised his axe again and chopped down hard.

"You know it's shameful, so why don't you put in some effort!"

Li Zheng's short sword followed with a slash, the tip striking the same spot.

The two men had been hammering at the Mirror Guard's helmet for almost five minutes, putting all their strength into every axe and every blow, but their attack power was simply too low.

At level 6, with only a talent that deals double damage and no powerful skills, their attacks are barely enough to break through the defense of a two-star elite monster, let alone kill it.

All the surrounding teams have finished their battles.

Dozens of people stood still, all their eyes fixed on Chen Ye's direction.

Those who hadn't obtained the survival mark were actually quite envious of Wang Shuo and Li Zheng, who were both level seven or eight when they arrived here.

Neither of them got the survival mark, but one of these two gua sha players is about to get the survival mark.

Zhao Hai sighed softly. He pressed on the mirror guard's arm, glanced at Wang Shuo and Li Zheng, then looked at the surrounding gazes, and frowned slightly.

He knew things couldn't continue like this.

This is only the second-star trial. What will happen to these two underlings in the more difficult trials to come?

The team can't keep babysitting them forever.

These two men were with him; they weren't any particularly strong members, but they were his brothers.

He felt he was dragging the team down, leading two teammates who couldn't even defeat two-star elite monsters. Even if Chen Ye didn't say anything, he felt guilty if things continued like this, but he couldn't kick Wang Shuo and Li Zheng out of the team.

Zhao Hai withdrew his gaze from Wang Shuo and Li Zheng, and turned to look at Chen Ye.

The moment their eyes met, Chen Ye understood the complex meaning in his eyes.

"It's alright, as long as I have a skill, even a C-rank skill can double the damage."

Chen Ye didn't offer any words of comfort; he was simply stating a fact.

Wang Shuo and Li Zheng's current problem is that their attack power is too low, but if they could get a skill book, even if it's only a C-level one, the situation would be completely different.

Zhao Hai nodded, his voice a little hoarse: "Thank you."

He didn't say much, but those two words contained far more than just their literal meaning.

Whether Wang Shuo and Li Zheng heard Chen Ye's words or not, their attack continued.

As Wang Shuo brought down his axe.

"Snap—!"

The Mirror Guard's helmet finally split open in the middle.

Cracks spread from the point where the axe blade struck to both sides, from the top of the head to the back of the head, and from the left to the right. The entire helmet shattered like a broken eggshell, revealing the face without features inside.

Silvery-white liquid gushed from the crack and flowed down that smooth face.

Wang Shuo's axe was embedded in the Mirror Guard's skull. He was panting heavily, and his hands were trembling violently.

He paused for a moment, then slowly smiled.

Li Zheng's short sword stopped in mid-air, instead of falling, he slowly withdrew it: "You're the one who cleaved it, so you can keep this mark."

Wang Shuo nodded without making any excuses.

The axe was pulled from the Mirror Guard's head, raised again, and chopped down once more.

The axe blade sliced ​​into the faceless one, piercing through the entire skull.

Above Wang Shuo's head, a silver-white six-pointed star cursor slowly appeared.

Chen Ye and Zhao Hai released their grip at the same time.

Both of them shook their arms, saying that they were honestly not even this tired from fighting monsters.

At this point, all twelve Mirror Guards had been killed. The team that obtained the most Survival Marks was Jiang Ning's team, with a total of four.

Chen Ye's team got three, while Su Jin and Lei Xing's teams each got two.

The last one was taken away by the man in black, and we don't know if he's alive or dead now.

Jiang Ning then led his team away first, and the other teams followed suit. For a team of four level 10 players to try and steal their mark would be suicidal.

Only Chen Ye, Su Jin, and Lei Xing's team remained.

Su Jin and Lei Xing led their team toward Chen Ye.

The three teams reunited.