Snow White lunged toward Lin Zhong. Strangely, no bloody footprints marked the ground as she ran.

Lin Zhong caught her firmly, cradling her in his arms. Her cute little face rubbed back and forth against his chest.

"Daddy! Daddy! Did Snow White do well?"

Her soft, fluffy voice carried a hint of joy. Her adorable face was practically begging for praise.

Did well?

Aester’s face twitched slightly. Had this abandoned subway station turned into a ‘soccer field’? She couldn’t believe this came from the cute little girl.

But seeing was believing. She had to accept the truth.

"Well done!"

Lin Zhong gently stroked Snow White’s little head. Her white beast ears and tail wagged nonstop, clearly showing her delight.

So cute!

Aester ignored the hellish slaughterhouse behind her. She focused on the incredibly adorable creature in Lin Zhong’s arms. Forget it—cuteness is justice!

"Good girl, come to Mommy~"

Su Han held out her arms. Snow White obediently left Lin Zhong’s embrace and leaped into Su Han’s.

"Such a good girl!"

Su Han gently patted her head and walked toward the exit.

"Hmm, we should seal this place off."

After Su Han left, Lin Zhong looked back at the hellish scene.

"Sigh, no choice."

Aester shook her head with a smile. This place was truly terrifying. Since it was the boss’s lair, those creatures would surely return soon.

If they saw this, panic would spread. News would quickly reach the other bosses, making the situation even more chaotic.

Ice Wall.

A mist of ice gathered before Lin Zhong, forming a wall. Unlike his usual transparent ice walls, this one was murky, obscuring the view inside.

A leader’s death causes panic among followers. But with multiple leaders, it ignites vengeful riots, making criminals even more frenzied.

Making them believe the leader’s whereabouts are unknown is the best solution. Like Lin Zhong’s Starburst technique that turned bodies to ash—they’d panic.

Yet they’d search for their leader. Throughout history, in games or reality, leaders are crucial for morale.

Leaderless, they’d descend into chaos. But without a body, they wouldn’t easily pledge to other bosses.

Having a master versus being masterless—two different concepts. Lin Zhong didn’t want to strengthen the remaining bosses.

"Can it be broken?"

Aester eyed the ice wall uneasily. If broken, it would cause trouble.

"See for yourself."

Lin Zhong smiled and followed Sebastian and Charlotte up the stairs. Holy light enveloped Aester’s eyes.

When she fully saw it, she felt a trace of shock.

Yes, Lin Zhong had sealed it off—the entire abandoned subway station. Even with heavy weapons, those criminals couldn’t break through easily.

Seriously.

Aester sighed and walked toward the exit.

Everyone waited at the platform. Outside was quiet; no strange occurrences. The criminals hadn’t returned yet.

"Move on?"

Aester glanced at Lin Zhong. The last boss should be nearby. They could go directly, but Lin Zhong didn’t respond, staring straight ahead.

"Aester, look. Isn’t that boss up ahead?"

Lin Zhong pointed. Aester hurriedly looked. Indeed, countless enemies, like a swarm of ants, approached.

Among them, in the center, stood a man completely unlike the area’s criminals. He wasn’t ragged; his attire was lavish.

Dressed in a burgundy suit, gold rings on his fingers, around forty years old. Unlike the previous ugly bosses, he was handsome.

His broad suit couldn’t hide his muscular build. His face wore a kind smile, a cigar resting between his fingers.

Beside him walked another man, resembling him but in a blue suit, holding a blue Great Sword.

Surrounding them were people—hundreds? No, thousands, or more!

"Alice, prepare the Forbidden Spell! Su Han, Aester, Charlotte, protect Alice! Sebastian, use sword energy from afar to clear left-side minions! Snow White, transform into Werewolf!"

Lin Zhong skipped any training talk. With such overwhelming force, he had no patience for drills. Ignoring this number would mean a wipeout.

Everyone nodded. Su Han set down Snow White. She obediently grew from a cute girl into a majestic, giant werewolf.

Alice planted Sage Thousand Thoughts into the ground; its pages began flipping. Aester and Su Han flanked Alice protectively.

Sebastian gripped the Great Sword at his waist.

"Ready."

Meanwhile, Lilianne stared down the empty road. They’d defeated the second boss, but the path to the third was suspiciously clear.

Not a single minion in sight. Even after the explosion from Lin Zhong’s side, there had been some minions. But now, none.

When Lilianne reached the third boss’s location, she stopped.

Nothing. Not a soul in the area.

"I remember it should be here."

Lilianne recalled Aester’s directions. This was the right place. But no one was here. What was going on?

An ominous thought crept into her mind.

"No good!!"