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

The mirror owner slowly turned around.

Its three heads turned, scanning in different directions. The left one looked towards the west side of the square, the middle one looked towards the front of the square, and the right one looked towards the south side of the square.

It saw the seventy-one people with six-pointed stars on their heads gathered in the center of the square, and also saw the few people with empty heads at the edge of the square.

Those few people without survival marks were scattered around the square, standing at the very edge, keeping a sufficient distance from the people with marks.

Li Jiahao stood beside a low wall in the northwest corner of the square, looking at the eight-meter-tall silver-white figure. Judging from the current situation, this BOSS's target was those who obtained the mark.

Hu Jie stood on the south edge of the square, leaning against the mirrored wall. His expression was more varied than Li Jiahao's, with a faint smile playing on his lips.

The other four unmarked people stood in different corners.

The Mirror Master's three heads paused briefly on each of the unmarked individuals before moving away.

Instead of teleporting to those without the Survival Mark, it strode toward the 71 people gathered in the center of the square who had received the Survival Mark.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Each step caused the ground to tremble slightly, the mirrored floor tiles shattered beneath its feet, and cracks spread outwards. Six arms stretched out on either side of its body, the tips of six weapons pointing towards the crowd.

It's not the kind of teleportation that appears out of nowhere.

It's coming from the front.

It no longer needs to take them down one by one, because all the surviving prey have gathered in one place.

Now all it needs to do is walk over and dismember those who have acquired the mark of survival one by one; this is its mission as the lord of Mirror City.

Chen Ye, standing in the center of the square, watched as the Mirror Master walked towards the square step by step, his expression not relaxed.

This boss's strength is clearly beyond the scope of the game.

Although he didn't know the exact levels of the couple he just met, and the two people the BOSS had killed earlier, anyone who could survive in Mirror City until now and obtain the Survival Mark must be at least level 7 or higher.

But when faced with this BOSS, they didn't even have time to react before being instantly killed.

A level 8 passenger might not even last a single move against this boss. A level 9 passenger probably wouldn't last two minutes either.

Right now, there are probably only five people in the square who have reached level 10, or rather, only him and Gu Qinghuan.

Gu Qinghuan single-handedly held off the BOSS for more than ten minutes, so her strength goes without saying. As for Su Jin, Lei Xing, and Li Tianran, their combat power probably wouldn't be that strong if they didn't have any trump cards.

"How do we fight?"

Su Jin's voice came from the side. His silver-white longsword was already drawn, and his gaze was fixed on the silver-white figure that was approaching.

The distance is less than eighty meters.

The Mirror Master's eight-meter-tall body was extremely imposing, like a moving mountain. Six arms were outstretched at his sides, and the tips of six weapons gleamed coldly in the night.

"What else can we do but fight them head-on?" Chen Ye gripped the Demon-Slaying Halberd tightly, his gaze sweeping over the people around him. "Only the five of us level 10s are in front. Those level 8 and 9 A-grade talents will likely be killed in one hit. Let them find opportunities to deal damage from behind."

Lei Xing walked up from the side: "I'll take the lead. I have the S-rank talent [Titan Soul] which is based on constitution. When the talent is activated, I have three times the base constitution. Also, I have all my points allocated to the entire body, so my current constitution is 51. I should be able to hold out for a while."

"As for killing it, I'll leave that to you. My skill damage is only twice the base damage, so it probably won't do much damage to a monster of this strength."

His voice was much lower than usual. He didn't know if he could handle it, but if even he couldn't handle it, then no one else could.

Chen Ye nodded slightly.

He has 51 points in physique, which is slightly higher than his.

His current physique is 50 points, but that's a five-fold increase from his SSS-level talent; he hasn't added any free attribute points to his physique.

Lei Xing allocates all attribute points to Constitution, putting all free attribute points into it at each level. With the triple bonus from his talent, he can reach 51 points in Constitution at this level.

This is a tank that is pure to the extreme.

"Okay, then you can be in front."

As soon as Chen Ye finished speaking, the Mirror Master was already less than fifty meters away from the center of the square.

The eight-meter-tall, silvery-white body cast a huge shadow in the night, and the mirrored floor tiles shattered at its feet, with cracks spreading outwards like a spider web.

With each step, the ground trembled slightly.

"It's in!"

Without saying a word, Lei Xing rushed out. The instant he rushed out, his skin turned black, as if it were coated with a layer of black metal.

Chen Ye charged out with the Demon-Slaying Halberd in hand, dragging it behind him, its tip carving a trench in the ground.

He was much faster than Lei Xing, and the explosive power brought by his 21 points of agility allowed him to catch up with Lei Xing in just a few seconds.

Immediately afterward, Su Jin, Zhao Hai, and Li Tianran also rushed out.

Su Jin's silver-white longsword trailed in an arc at her side as she moved with light and swift steps.

Zhao Hai's fists were completely metallic, with a silver-gray sheen spreading from his fingertips to his forearms, and tiger-fist buckles were already on his hands.

Li Tianran twirled his two daggers in his hands, positioned at the far back, between Su Jin and Zhao Hai, ready to cut in or retreat at any moment.

The five people formed an irregular fan shape and went to greet the Mirror Master.

Gu Qinghuan stood still, with six silver-white throwing knives hovering beside her, vibrating at an extremely high frequency and emitting a faint buzzing sound.

Five of the throwing knives suddenly stopped vibrating at high speed, landed in her hand, and were then put back into her storage space.

The vibration frequency of the remaining throwing knife suddenly increased several times, the buzzing sound changed from low to high, and the silver luster on the blade became dazzling.

Gu Qinghuan needed to use all her mental energy to control this throwing knife in order to achieve the most precise control and the greatest damage.

Wen Ning stood slightly to the left behind Gu Qinghuan, her hands swirling with black mist that spread from her palms to her forearms. Her gaze was fixed on the approaching BOSS, the huge silver-white figure reflected in her pupils.

Jiang Ning stood on the right edge of the crowd.

The longbow was fully drawn, the arrow, enveloped in a pale blue light, was nocked, its arrowhead aimed at the Mirror Master. But his fingers did not loosen, and the arrow did not fly.

His gaze, passing through the fletching of the arrow, locked onto the mirror master, moving with it.

Wang Ze and Xia Yan stood behind Jiang Ning.

Wang Ze's right hand rested on the hilt of his sword, but he didn't draw it. He sensed that his gravitational field would have very limited effect on the boss in front of him.

Xia Yan stood beside him, her two daggers already in her hands, ready to go into battle at any moment.

The remaining ranged attackers were all preparing to launch their own attacks.

Those with level 8 melee skills dared not step forward, because they had all witnessed how the man and woman had died.

In a single encounter, without even time to react, he was dismembered by six weapons.

They would suffer the same fate if they went up against that level of attack; they wouldn't even have time to scream.

But they didn't dare to run away.

Because they didn't know if the BOSS would teleport directly to them if they left the square, and then find and kill them one by one, just like it had hunted down the people from before.

They could only stand there, gripping their weapons, holding their breath, waiting for the five level 10s to create a miracle.