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

"She's already injured, let's all go at her and fight her to the death! I refuse to believe we can't kill her!"

Lu Qingchuan's voice was deep and resolute.

He gripped the giant axe tightly, his gaze fixed on the still-standing ice-blue figure dozens of meters away.

Although the Ice Queen's aura was clearly weakened, her icy blue eyes remained open, calmly gazing ahead.

Shi Jian straightened up from beside the icicle, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. Although the diamond armor covering his body was full of cracks, it was not completely broken. He clenched his fist: "We have no choice but to fight. After holding on until now, no one has a way out."

Zhong Xiu didn't speak. She adjusted her posture in mid-air, and the golden light on her right fist condensed again.

The three had made up their minds and were preparing to launch a second all-out attack.

Just as Shi Jian and Lu Qingchuan were about to take a step, Jiang Ning's voice came from the very edge of the hall: "Don't go over there. Your attacks will still be reflected by the ice mirror. It's useless. Even if you break through the ice mirror's protection, once the Extreme Cold Ice Lord touches your bodies, you will disintegrate instantly like Cao Bing."

Lu Qingchuan abruptly stopped in his tracks.

Shi Jian suddenly turned around: "Then what do we do? We can't just wait to die!"

His voice was filled with anxiety and barely suppressed urgency.

The Ice Lord remained standing before the throne. Although his aura was gradually weakening, the oppressive feeling that he could launch another fatal attack at any moment still enveloped the entire hall.

"Jiang Ning is right." Gu Qinghuan's voice came from the side: "You guys hold off on close combat. The Ice Lord hasn't continued to attack us, probably because he doesn't want to leave the protective range of the Ice Mirror."

"I just noticed that after we retreated, she didn't leave the area in front of the throne, and the ice mirror protective array was constantly operating around her."

She paused for a moment, her gaze falling on the ice mirror: "The method of attack determines the outcome. The three of you all have a style of attacking with one blow to decide the outcome. The more you go all out, the more concentrated your power is, and the more deadly the rebound damage will be. Jiang Ning and I use long-range precision strikes, which gives us more opportunities to pass through the gaps in those ice mirrors."

She slowly raised her right hand, and five silver-white throwing knives emerged from her storage space at the same moment, hovering beside her.

The blade no longer vibrated at a high frequency as before, but instead trembled slightly at a very low frequency.

"Jiang Ning and I forced the Ice Lord out, making her leave the protective range of the Ice Mirror. After she leaves the protective array of the Ice Mirror, the three of you can work together to attack her."

As Gu Qinghuan spoke, her gaze lingered for a moment on Chen Ye, who was frozen in ice.

Both Cao Bing and Chen Ye were hit head-on by the Extreme Cold Ice Lord. Cao Bing shattered into ice shards, while Chen Ye was merely frozen. He didn't believe that Chen Ye was trapped like that.

Lu Qingchuan's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded, tightened his grip on the giant axe, and did not insist on charging forward again.

Shi Jian slowly loosened his fist, took half a step back, and stood side by side with Lu Qingchuan.

Zhong Xiu retracted her light wings in the air and landed behind Shi Jian and Lu Qingchuan.

Jiang Ning stood at the very edge of the main hall, the ice crystal longbow already fully drawn again.

The arrowhead was aimed directly at the gap left by the shattered ice mirror in front of it. A swirling vortex of air had already formed around the arrow, emitting a faint hissing sound.

His gaze, penetrating the fletching of the arrow, precisely locked onto the icy blue figure before the throne.

Gu Qinghuan's five throwing knives were launched at the same time.

Instead of spinning at high speed as before, they dispersed into five extremely fine silver lines, cutting into the center of the hall from different heights and angles, like five swimming silver snakes drawing their own independent arcs in mid-air.

The moment the Ice Lord in front saw the five silver lines, the ice mirror protective array around her began to rotate rapidly, and the edges of the ice mirrors almost became a blurry light curtain as they spun at high speed.

However, Gu Qinghuan's throwing knife did not hit the mirror surfaces head-on.

They darted through the gaps in the ice mirror with extremely precise angles, sometimes rising, sometimes diving, sometimes cutting sideways, like a flock of agile swallows navigating between high-density obstacles.

As one of the throwing knives passed through the gap between the third and fourth ice mirrors, the tip of the knife lightly grazed the edge of the mirror, making a very soft scraping sound, before continuing to cut forward, the blade precisely slicing across the arm of the Ice Lord hanging at his side.

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A faint tearing sound was heard, and a very shallow white mark appeared on the ice-blue skin. There was no bleeding, but the appearance of that mark indicated that the throwing knife had indeed pierced through the defense.

The Ice Lord's eyes flickered slightly.

She raised her right hand and gently waved it towards the throwing knife. A frosty white aura shot out from her palm, forcing the throwing knife back.

But as the throwing knife was forced back, it changed its angle, rising half a meter to the side and then cutting in again from another angle.

The blade flew very close to the ice surface, skimming along it and avoiding the ice mirror's direct defense.

At the same moment that Gu Qinghuan's flying knife forced back the Ice Lord, Jiang Ning's arrow from behind pierced the air.

The arrow, carrying a swirling airflow, pierced precisely through the broken gap in the ice mirror's protective array and struck the Ice Lord of Extreme Cold in the chest.

The Ice Queen dodged to the side, the arrow grazing her shoulder and tearing a new gash in her ice-blue dress.

She did not pursue or take a step. She remained standing in front of the throne, her feet not moving an inch. Instead, she released increasingly more cold energy around herself, deflecting or blasting away the approaching flying knives and arrows.

However, Gu Qinghuan and Jiang Ning's attack frequency did not decrease.

Throwing knives slashed in wave after wave, and arrows shot in one after another, maintaining a continuous and uninterrupted offensive.

That broken ice mirror remained a gap in the protective array. No matter how the array rotated, that gap always existed, and the Ice Lord could not fill it.

A throwing knife once again pierced through the gap, leaving a faint white mark as it grazed her shoulder.

The Ice Lord frowned slightly.

Another throwing knife cut in from another angle, its tip grazing her side.

The frequency of the cold air release has increased significantly, from once every few seconds to once every one or two seconds.

The icy blue chill formed rings of white frost around her, and the ice on the ground was repeatedly frozen and shattered.

Jiang Ning's talent base is only twice that of the Ice Lord, so even with S-rank skills, she cannot inflict fatal damage on him.

Gu Qinghuan's mental energy was also dispersed among the five throwing knives, greatly reducing their power.

However, their purpose was merely to harass the Ice Lord, forcing her to leave the Ice Mirror Defense Formation and giving Lu Qingchuan, Zhong Xiu, and Shi Jian a better chance to kill her.