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

"It can be broken!" Zhao Hai's eyes lit up. "Continue!"

Without hesitation, Chen Ye unleashed another devastating cannon shot.

Pale gold and silver-gray light exploded alternately on the barrier, and the cracks multiplied from one to three, then to more than a dozen, spreading across the transparent barrier like a spider web.

Zhou Yating behind her also opened her eyes. The first thing she did upon waking was to drink the last remaining energy potion to fully restore her energy level.

"Ice Arrow!"

Tiny ice crystals condensed at Zhou Yating's fingertips, and a translucent ice arrow shot out, precisely striking the most densely cracked part of the barrier.

"Snap—!"

The ice arrows exploded on the barrier's surface, sharp ice crystals embedding themselves in the cracks, widening them like wedges. The barrier trembled even more violently than before, and the cracks spread outwards at a visible speed.

After Zhou Yating woke up, Li Zheng and Wang Shuo opened their eyes almost simultaneously.

The two exchanged a glance, but did not exchange any further words.

Wang Shuo grabbed a fire axe, and Li Zheng took out the short knife he had obtained while sweeping the floor. The two rushed towards the barrier from both sides at the same time.

Zhao Hai's iron fist never stopped.

Chen Ye unleashed a powerful punch every few seconds.

Zhou Yating's ice arrows exploded into ice flowers on the barrier.

When Wang Ze opened his eyes, this was the first scene he saw.

The moment his consciousness returned, that feeling of weakness struck him again. He staggered a couple of steps and steadied himself by leaning against the wall.

Xia Yan, who was standing nearby, also woke up and was about to go up and help Wang Ze up.

Wang Ze waved his hand: "I'm fine, go help them."

Xia Yan's figure vanished from her spot and reappeared on one side of the barrier the next second, stabbing fiercely with a pair of daggers.

"Click—click click click—!"

The cracks in the barrier expanded rapidly under the pressure of gravity.

"The final blow!"

Chen Ye's voice boomed through the hall.

On his right fist, the pale golden aura of a thousand-pound cannon burned to its extreme, and his entire right arm was enveloped in that golden light.

Zhao Hai pulled his right fist back at the same time, and the silver-gray metallic luster spread from his fingertips to his shoulder joint, making his entire right arm completely metallic.

The speed of Gu Qinghuan's throwing knife suddenly increased several times the instant her mental power erupted.

The sound of the wind generated by the spinning blade changed from a low hum to a sharp hiss, like three turbo engines pushed to their limits.

The three throwing knives simultaneously advanced half a meter.

It was this half meter that tore through the monster's last line of defense of mental power.

The monster's completely black eyes widened suddenly, and the black surface of its eyeballs seemed to have been pierced from the inside by something, revealing fine, spiderweb-like cracks.

It's now!

Chen Ye and Zhao Hai simultaneously threw punches.

"boom--!!!"

The barrier shattered, and countless transparent fragments flew in all directions, turning into tiny specks of light in the air and dissipating.

The moment the barrier shattered, Chen Ye, Zhao Hai, and Gu Qinghuan continued their attack without pause, heading straight for the monster's head.

The pale gold fist of the cannon slammed into the monster's left temple.

Zhao Hai's silver-gray iron fist slammed into the monster's right temple.

Gu Qinghuan's three throwing knives pierced the monster's forehead, left eye, and right eye from the front, with the blades completely submerged, leaving only the three hilts sticking out.

The monster's body suddenly stiffened.

Under the combined action of three forces, the enormous head was first squeezed from both sides towards the middle, then expanded from the inside out, and then exploded with a "bang!"

Grayish-white brain matter and transparent liquid splattered all over the ground, some of it splashing onto Chen Ye and Zhao Hai's clothes. It was sticky, cold, and had a fishy smell.

The head, which was three times the size of a normal person's, is now only half remaining; the jaw is still attached to the neck, while the upper half of the head has completely disappeared.

The monster's body twitched, then it collapsed to the ground and remained motionless.

[Defeat the Dreamweaver (Elite), score +200]

The system notification flashed before Chen Ye's eyes.

Chen Ye stood there, panting heavily.

Zhao Hai wasn't much better off; he sat down on the ground.

Gu Qinghuan slid down against the wall.

Her face was as white as paper, her lips were bloodless, her forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, and a few strands of hair clung to her skin.

The three throwing knives flew back from the monster's remains, spun slowly twice beside her, and then landed quietly on the floor next to her.

The others also sat down to rest.

Next to the monster's corpse, a familiar light shield appeared; it was the protective shield for priority looting.

A hemispherical transparent protective cover was placed on the ground, inside which lay an exquisite little silver box.

The box is small, about the size of a palm, with intricate embossed patterns on its surface, reflecting a subtle luster under the dim light of the wall lamp.

Chen Ye didn't pick it up right away.

He walked to the wall, slid down against it, and then let out a long breath.

Zhao Hai also sat down, right next to him, with less than half a meter between their shoulders.

"You jumped off a building too?"

Chen Ye glanced at Zhao Hai.

Zhao Hai smiled, a smile that showed exhaustion, but even more so, a sense of relief at surviving a close call: "You jumped. I even saw you fall to your death, you died a horrible death, your brains splattered all over the ground, there were a lot of people around, some called the police, some took pictures, and some posted on their WeChat Moments."

Chen Ye's lips twitched slightly.

"But then again, your method really worked. I woke up the moment I jumped down, and the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was you there, hammering at that invisible wall."

Unbeknownst to him, Zhao Hai had developed a high level of trust in Chen Ye.

Chen Ye nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the other people in the hall who were gradually waking up.

Qin Zhaoyang glanced around the dimly lit hall, somewhat bewildered, before finally fixing his gaze on Chen Ye: "Brother Ye, am I dead or alive?"

Chen Ye rolled his eyes at him: "What do you mean 'die'? We killed that monster, and the illusion automatically dissipated."

When Wang Shuo saw that Qin Zhaoyang had woken up, he teased, "Zhaoyang, you're really no good. Zhou Yating jumped, and you're not even as good as a girl."

"I...I'm afraid of heights, I really don't dare to jump."

Qin Zhaoyang's face turned bright red. He was genuinely afraid of heights. When he stood on the edge of the rooftop and looked down, his legs went weak, and he couldn't take that step at all.

Jiang Ning also woke up.

His consciousness detached from the illusion faster than anyone else's; he opened his eyes almost the instant the Dream Weaver died.

Those eyes swept around the dimly lit hall, landing precisely on Chen Ye, pausing for a second, and then looking away.

Jian Lan followed behind him.

Jiang Ning's four teammates also woke up one after another. Some were confused, some were alert, and some subconsciously reached for their weapons.

The last to wake up was Goryeo.

Just then, a deep rumble exploded in the hall.

"Thump thump—thump thump—thump thump thump—!"

That's the sound of the Emperor's engine.

Everyone turned their heads at the same time.

Jiang Ning stood there, a pale red halo emerging from within his body, the thin layer of blood mist appearing particularly eerie in the dim light.

His gaze was fixed intently on Goryeo.

Before Goryeo could even focus his gaze, Jiang Ning's body was launched from the spot.

The speed was so fast that Gao Li didn't even have time to react before Jiang Ning's right fist slammed into her nose.