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

Chen Ye's eyebrows twitched slightly.

indeed.

There were no SOS messages in the group chat.

Those who entered the house were as if they had been completely erased from this world, leaving not a single word behind.

Jiang Ning shook her head slightly: "No, it might be too late, or it might be that the house can't produce it."

"Based on the information we have, we can only assume that there are some kind of rules in the house that are unfavorable to us. We must not go in. As for what those things are, we will only find out when they come out of the house."

Chen Ye looked up at the sky. There were no clouds or sun on the gray-white sky, only a uniform gray-white expanse.

The gray area was darkening at a visible speed; dusk was coming sooner than expected.

"It looks like it's getting dark."

Zhao Hai's voice came from the side, carrying a tense vigilance.

Chen Ye glanced at the time.

5:40 PM.

People in the square stood up, gripped their weapons, and waited for the things hidden in the houses to come out on their own.

It sounds like a foolish decision, but nobody offered a better solution, and they had nowhere else to hide.

The pale light of daylight began to fade at a visible speed. One second you could barely make out the outlines of the buildings across the street, and the next second the entire city was swallowed up by darkness.

The streetlights lit up at the same time, their orange flames flickering inside the glass lampshades.

The lampposts are spaced twenty meters apart, stretching along both sides of the street to the horizon, like two glowing snakes swimming into the depths of darkness.

Behind those deep red velvet curtains, the gaze that had been faintly visible became clear.

"They're coming out."

Chen Ye drew a cleaver from his waist.

Zhao Hai stood to Chen Ye's right, his fists now completely metallic.

Wang Shuo lifted the fire axe from the ground, gripped the handle with both hands, and positioned the blade facing outwards.

Li Zheng had already drawn his butcher knife from his waist, and the veins on his temples were bulging and throbbing.

Qin Zhaoyang retreated to the very back of the line, leaning against the base of the statue.

With the crossbow in hand, three short arrows were already loaded and aimed at the white villa with its doors wide open on the north side of the square.

Zhou Yating stood slightly behind and to the left of Chen Ye, her ice arrow technique ready to be unleashed, tiny ice crystals condensing around her fingertips.

"They're here."

As soon as Chen Ye finished speaking, a pale hand reached out from the open door of the house.

The fingers are longer than normal, and the nails are black, not painted black, but more like the black color that comes from the nails themselves rotting and decaying.

His fingers gripped the door frame, his nails digging into the wooden frame, and then his whole body squeezed out of the darkness.

The thing was about the same height as an adult human male, but its proportions were extremely skewed.

Its legs are ridiculously long, like those of a crawling arthropod.

Its face is a human face, with all the facial features.

The person had an exaggerated smile on their face, with the corners of their mouth turned up to the extreme.

Then, more monsters emerged from the other houses with their doors open.

They come in various shapes and sizes.

Some are as thin as bamboo poles, over 2.5 meters tall, while others are as round as meatballs, without limbs, only a large mouth split horizontally.

Some have multiple limbs like spiders, but their torsos are still human-shaped. They are clinging to the wall, their heads rotated a full 180 degrees, and their human faces are hanging upside down.

But they all have one thing in common: their faces are all human faces, and every face is smiling.

That kind of laughter wasn't the excitement a creature feels when facing its prey; it was more like a mechanical expression.

A thought flashed through Chen Ye's mind: these things used to be people.

He didn't have time to think deeply.

The first monster, crawling on all fours like a lizard, had already reached the edge of the plaza.

It was much faster than the gray-skinned monsters of the Corpse City, and it took it less than two seconds to travel the distance from the door frame to the edge of the square, which was about fifty meters.

Zhao Hai was the first to move, taking two steps to the side. The moment the thing lunged at him, he threw his right fist upwards.

The metallic fist struck the monster's jaw, unleashing three times the force in that instant.

"boom--!"

The thing's head snapped upwards like a baseball being hit by a bat, and its whole body continued to lurch forward due to inertia, but its head had stopped, and a series of teeth-grinding cracking sounds came from its cervical spine.

Its body flipped one and a half times in the air, crashed heavily to the ground, and then remained motionless.

The smile was still on that person's face, but their eyes were closed.

Zhao Hai was taken aback: "These things don't seem to be very strong."

"That's not very challenging for your S-rank talent. This is a long battle, so be careful to conserve your energy."

Chen Ye's voice came from behind, and he had already drawn his cleaver from his waist.

More monsters have arrived.

More than a dozen came rushing in from different directions at the same time.

There were fleshy blobs with gaping mouths, skinny people as thin as bamboo poles, and multi-limbed monsters that clung to the walls like spiders.

Wang Shuo met the fleshy ball.

The way the fleshy ball moves is peculiar. It doesn't roll, but rather moves forward by wriggling along the folds of flesh at the bottom of its body. It's not fast, but the sense of pressure is extremely strong.

The gaping maw opened and closed with a "snap snap snap" sound, like a hydraulic press testing its bite force.

Wang Shuo gripped the fire axe with both hands, pushed off with his right foot, rotated his waist and hips, and put all his strength into the axe.

The axe blade struck the top of the fleshy ball as if it had chopped into a lump of rubber.

The flesh of that thing caved in under the axe blade, but it didn't break; instead, it clamped the axe blade between its skin and flesh.

Wang Shuo's pupils contracted slightly. He tried to pull the axe out, but the blade was clamped tightly and wouldn't budge.

The meatball's large mouth suddenly opened and bit down on Wang Shuo's waist.

"Bang--!"

A gunshot-like explosion rang out in the square as an ice arrow pierced precisely into the open mouth of the fleshy ball.

The ice arrow exploded inside the mouth, and sharp ice crystals tore through the tough skin from the inside.

The ball of flesh stiffened abruptly, and the force with which it was closing its mouth instantly weakened by more than half.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wang Shuo pulled out the fire axe, and this time the axe blade brought out a large chunk of viscous liquid like asphalt.

Thanks!

Wang Shuo called out in Zhou Yating's direction.

Zhou Yating did not respond; she had already fired her second ice arrow, targeting a crawling monster that was lunging from the left.

The ice arrow pierced the creature's side, ice crystals exploded at the wound, and black liquid spurted out, noticeably slowing its speed.

Li Zheng delivered a finishing blow from the side, stabbing the pig-slaughtering knife into its eye socket, the entire blade disappearing inside except for the hilt.

The thing's body twitched twice and then stopped moving.

But monsters are still pouring out of those houses.

The speed is getting faster and faster, and the quantity is increasing.

The square descended into complete chaos.

More than a hundred people were scattered in and around the square, each working independently in their own small groups.

Some people cooperated well, while others had already started to back down.