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

The crowd reacted the instant the frost knights approached. A flurry of colorful skill lights flashed within the ice palace as arrows, energy projectiles, ice spears, and fireballs rained down on the oncoming frost knights.

The attacks made a series of dense, muffled impacts when they touched the Frost Knight's armor. Arrows left only a faint white mark on the breastplate before bouncing off, while fireballs exploded in a burst of light on the shoulder armor.

The Frost Knights at the forefront barely slowed down; their steps maintained that even, heavy rhythm.

Chen Ye slammed his right foot down, causing cracks to appear on the ice beneath his feet. His speed exploded instantly, so fast that the air behind him was torn into a blurry white line.

His target was the Frost Knight at the very front, who had just taken his third step, raised his ice crystal longsword, and was only halfway through his slash.

Chen Ye's spear tip had already arrived.

Extradition to the underworld has been initiated.

Thick black mist swirled from the gun barrel, and the tip pierced precisely into the Frost Knight's helmet.

The dragon-scale halberd pierced through the front of the helmet and exited from the back of the head. The icy blue light beneath the visor flickered intensely for half a second before going out completely.

The Frost Knight's body suddenly froze, his right arm holding the sword still hanging in mid-air, but all his movements stopped at the same moment.

Its knees bent, and its massive body began to lean forward.

"boom--!"

The three-meter-tall body crashed onto the ice, sending up a ring of broken ice.

[Defeat the Frost Knight (Elite), score +200]

The system notification flashed by quickly.

From the start of the battle to the Frost Knight's fall, less than three seconds elapsed.

On the light screen above the main hall, the temperature jumped from -30℃ to -29.9℃.

Zhao Hai followed closely behind.

His right arm was completely metallic, and his silver-white tiger-fingers gleamed coldly in the darkness. The crimson flames of the falling star burned to their peak the moment he took to the air.

He plummeted down like a meteorite, his fist slamming heavily into the center of a knight's shoulder armor.

A crimson shockwave exploded, scattering ice crystals everywhere. The knight's right shoulder armor, along with a large portion of his chest cavity, was blasted apart, and his body tilted to one side.

Wen Ning stood at the back of the group, her hands raised high, and the Sword of Judgment condensed and took shape directly above her.

A golden lightsaber, imbued with pure light, fell from above and precisely embedded itself in the center of a knight's helmet, the blade piercing through to the bottom.

Zhou Yating stood behind Wen Ning, and the Thousand Flames Rain fell in a clustered area on the right side of the main hall.

The crimson flames continued to scorch the surface of the Frost Knights' armor, noticeably slowing their movements, and the joints between the armor plates emitted a faint "crackling" sound under the high temperature.

Qin Zhaoyang drew his bow and nocked an arrow. The white light of the armor-piercing arrow shone on the bowstring. The arrow left the bow and accurately pierced the knee joint of an ice knight. Ice crystal fragments shattered, and the ice knight's steps suddenly faltered.

Gu Qinghuan stood about fifteen meters behind Chen Ye, and six silver-white throwing knives shot out.

Two throwing knives sliced ​​through the neck joint of a knight from the side, precisely weaving into the gaps in the ice crystal armor, completely crushing the frost structure at the joint.

The knight's head was tilted to one side, and the icy blue light inside the mask flickered twice before going out.

The other four throwing knives split into two lines, running parallel to each other, simultaneously slashing into the weak points of the armor of the two Frost Knights from both the left and right flanks.

The blade made a fine, continuous, crisp sound as it cut into the gaps between the ice crystal armor plates.

The frost knights, who were originally moving at high speed, transformed at the same moment and were forced to turn to defend, but the speed of the throwing knives was much faster than their turning speed.

Zhong Xiu, Lu Qingchuan, and other high-combat-power passengers also did their best to kill the Frost Knights. Although there were many of these Frost Knights, they were only elite-level monsters.

Each of Zhongxiu's flashes was accompanied by a burst of golden light.

Lu Qingchuan's giant axe shadow continued to cleave down.

One by one, the Frost Knights fell, and the temperature in the hall slowly rose.

On the other side of the main hall.

Cao Bing's black greatsword, wreathed in crimson flames, met head-on with an ice knight charging straight at him.

The moment the blade collided with the ice crystal longsword, a muffled, loud bang exploded in the hall, and the shockwave sent surrounding ice shards and fragments flying several meters away.

He took a half step back with his right foot to steady himself. Crimson flames spread along the blade to the tip. He exerted force with both hands, and the greatsword slashed upwards at an angle, breaking the knight's ice crystal longsword in half. With its remaining force, it sliced ​​through the knight's breastplate, splitting him in two from shoulder to waist.

Shi Jian's group was on the right side of the hall. His body was covered with a diamond-like substance, so the Frost Knight's attacks had no effect on him.

Each of his punches was accompanied by a dull whistling sound, leaving deep dents in the knight's armor.

His punching frequency wasn't high, but each punch carried enough weight, and the knight, who was hit several times in a row, moved noticeably slower.

In this chaotic battlefield, Cao Yan was in the most dire situation.

He stood in the middle to the back of the group. Although he was still firing his longbow, the speed and accuracy of his arrows were far worse than usual.

His breathing was rapid, and his fingers trembled slightly as he drew the bowstring. The flaming arrows struck the knight's plate armor and exploded in a burst of fire, but the damage was limited.

The three members of Cao Bing's team did not give Cao Yan any special consideration. They were only focused on their own battle, and they even thought that Shi Jian's words made a lot of sense. It would be better if Cao Yan, this scourge, died as soon as possible.

A Frost Knight suddenly emerged from the flank. It bypassed Shi Jian's defensive zone, cutting through the gaps in the crowd. Its icy longsword swept out, slicing two passengers in front of it in half at the waist. The blood spurting from the cuts solidified into dark red ice beads in mid-air, striking the ice surface with a soft crackling sound.

Then the Frost Knight's gaze locked onto Cao Yan.

Cao Yan had just drawn his bowstring taut, but the arrow had not yet left the bow.

The moment he caught sight of that blue and white figure out of the corner of his eye, his pupils contracted sharply.

The frost knight was less than ten meters away from him, and his icy longsword was slashing down from above, the cold air around the blade making the air whistle sharply.

"elder brother--!"

Cao Yan's voice had a distorted sharpness, which was particularly jarring amidst the chaos of the battle.

He stepped back, but his feet slipped on the ice, and he staggered. The arrow flew out of his hand and landed crookedly on the knight's shoulder armor, with hardly any ice chips breaking off.

The knight's longsword did not pause, continuing to slash along the predetermined trajectory.

Cao Bing moved the instant he heard the shout.

He forcefully pushed off the ice with his right leg, extricating himself from the fight with an ice knight. As he turned, his black greatsword slashed horizontally, forcing the knight in front of him back several steps.

He covered nearly twenty meters at an astonishing speed. Just as the ice crystal sword was less than half a meter from Cao Yan's head, Cao Bing's body crashed in from the side, the giant sword held horizontally above Cao Yan's head.

"clang--!"

The icy longsword struck the blade of the black greatsword, and a deafening clang of metal clashing resounded throughout the hall.

Cao Bing's arm remained motionless under the impact. He twisted his wrist, and crimson flames spread from the blade to the tip, forcefully pushing aside the ice crystal longsword pressing down on him.

The greatsword changed its attack accordingly, slashing down diagonally and precisely cutting between the knight's helmet and neck armor.

"Click—"

The Frost Knight's helmet was severed from its neck, its body stiffened, then it tilted forward, crashing onto the ice and sending up a ring of shattered ice.

Cao Bing sheathed his greatsword and glanced at Cao Yan: "Retreat to the very back."

Cao Yan's chest heaved violently, and his lips trembled slightly.

He glanced at the beheaded knight on the ground, then at his brother's back, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he silently stepped back, standing a little further away.