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

Su Jin turned her gaze from the arriving passengers to Chen Ye's face: "There are already seventy people in the square. That should be enough, right?"

Chen Ye withdrew his gaze and looked back at the system chat panel: "That BOSS is probably targeting Gu Qinghuan now. I've already had her bring the BOSS over, and it should be on its way now."

Lei Xing walked up from the side, crossing his arms over his chest: "Gu Qinghuan is indeed strong. She's been chased by the BOSS for so long and she's still alright."

Li Tianran nodded: "She is indeed ridiculously strong. If it were me, I would probably be done for already."

"The numbers on the mirror have started jumping again."

Wen Ning's voice suddenly broke in.

Chen Ye suddenly looked up at the numbers on the large mirror.

[94/100]

[93/100]

[92/100]

The numbers started dropping again.

Chen Ye frowned deeply. Could it be that even Gu Qinghuan had been killed?

Just then, a black figure darted out from the street on the south side of the square.

It's Gu Qinghuan.

Her figure burst out from the street corner, as fast as a cannonball, with six throwing knives still hovering beside her.

She rushed to Chen Ye's side and suddenly stopped.

Her forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, a few strands of hair clung to her skin, the collar of her black tracksuit was soaked with sweat, and her chest was heaving violently.

Gu Qinghuan glanced at Chen Ye and said, "That three-headed, six-armed monster teleported away after chasing me for about ten minutes."

Chen Ye's gaze lingered on her for a moment before he looked away.

He noticed that Gu Qinghuan had no wounds on her clothes and no bloodstains on her body. She had survived the pursuit of the Mirror Master for so long and was still able to run to the square unscathed. This woman's strength was indeed formidable.

If even Gu Qinghuan is killed, he will have to reassess the strength of that BOSS.

But she didn't.

She is still alive.

Chen Ye nodded slightly: "Now, including you, there are 71 people here with the Survival Mark. As long as we get together, it's not impossible for us to kill that BOSS."

Gu Qinghuan nodded slightly, then looked up at the line of silver-white numbers above the mirror.

The numbers were still dropping.

At times, the number drops by one every few seconds; at other times, it takes one or two minutes to drop one number, but the downward trend has not stopped.

Each throb signifies the death of a person with a mark of survival.

Those people failed to reach the central square.

They died on the road.

Or they died in some secluded alley, in some corner they thought was safe.

Gu Qinghuan frowned slightly as she looked at the numbers that kept changing on the mirror.

She held off the BOSS for so long, which bought time for those still on their way, but whether they survived ultimately depended on their own choices and luck.

Su Jin's gaze lingered on Gu Qinghuan for a moment before returning to the mirror: "There are now 71 passengers with survival marks gathered in the square. After deducting those that the BOSS has already killed, there aren't many left who haven't arrived yet."

Lei Xing's gaze was also fixed on the line of numbers that kept jumping above the mirror. With each jump, his brows furrowed a little more.

"At this rate of fall, it won't be long before all those who haven't arrived yet are dead. Once they're all dead, that thing should come back here."

His voice was deep, carrying a sense of suppressed urgency.

"It's either it dies, or we die. Only by defeating that boss can we pass this survival trial. We have no choice but to fight to the death!"

Chen Ye looked up at the mirror.

The numbers on the mirror continued to jump downwards, without stopping.

[76/100]

[75/100]

[74/100]

Each jump felt like a dull thud on the chest of everyone present.

Those numbers are not just cold symbols; they represent lives that are slipping away.

"It's coming soon."

Chen Ye's voice was calm as he held the Demon-Slaying Halberd in his hand, the blue light band on the spear slowly flowing in the night.

No sooner had he finished speaking than two figures darted out from the alleyway on the east side of the square.

They were a young couple, with a silver-white six-pointed star cursor hovering above their heads.

They ran fast, panting heavily. The woman's steps were unsteady, and the man's hand gripped her wrist tightly, almost dragging her forward.

"Xiaoying, we've arrived! We'll be safe once we meet up with them!"

The man's voice carried a sense of relief at surviving a disaster.

He rushed out of the alley and glanced at the crowd gathered in the square.

He glanced over those people with six-pointed stars above their heads, and saw Chen Ye, Su Jin, Lei Xing, and those faces whose names he couldn't recall but which looked incredibly familiar at that moment.

"Um!"

The woman nodded, her expression shifting from tense to relaxed.

The two of them ran anxiously for nearly an hour before finally arriving at the central square without any major incident.

Chen Ye's gaze swept over the couple in the square, then quickly shifted away, sweeping towards the street behind them and every corner around the square.

The BOSS is not anywhere.

But it will come.

"Prepare for battle."

Chen Ye raised his voice and lifted the Demon-Slaying Halberd from his side.

As soon as he finished speaking, the silver-white body with three heads and six arms appeared out of thin air in front of the couple hundreds of meters away.

The eight-meter-tall body stood there like a mountain, blocking the couple's view and their hope of survival.

The silver-white armor gleamed with a cold metallic luster in the night, and the three full-face helmets all bowed down, looking down at the two ants in front of them.

The man's pupils shrank to pinpoints, and his mouth opened, but fear locked his voice in his throat, preventing him from uttering a single word.

The woman's reaction was more direct. Her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground, looking up at the eight-meter-tall silver-white body. Her pupils were unfocused, and her lips trembled violently.

The mirror master gave them no time to react.

Six arms were raised at the same time, and six weapons fell at the same time.

The blade cleaved into the man's shoulder, the sword pierced through the woman's chest, the spear tip pierced the man's abdomen, the axe blade sliced ​​open the woman's neck, the hammer smashed the man's skull, and the fork lifted the woman's body.

Dark red blood splattered in all directions, spreading across a large area of ​​the mirrored floor tiles.

There were no screams.

Because there simply wasn't enough time.

The two bodies were instantly dismembered by the six weapons, and fragments of flesh and bone were scattered all over the ground. The two survival marks quickly shattered and turned into two streams of light that entered the six-pointed star cursor on the Mirror Master's chest.

The numbers above the mirror started jumping again.

[72/100]

[71/100]

The square was deathly silent.

The remaining 71 passengers who had obtained the survival mark gathered in the center of the square. Even Jiang Ning brought his team over, but Li Jiahao and Hu Jie were not in the team.

All 71 people's eyes were focused on that eight-meter-tall, silver-white body.