Reborn with Infinite System Points, I Gathered All SSS Classes!

In an instant, the players across the entire field surged toward John like a tidal wave.

Mage and archer players immediately unleashed all kinds of long-range attacks from where they stood, blasting them toward John.

Warrior players, meanwhile, used every Flash-type skill they had as much as possible, chasing after John with murderous intent.

Seeing this scene, John’s gaze shifted slightly.

"Perfect timing."

The next moment, two scepters appeared in his hands.

"Berserk Dragonflame."

"Light of Death."

In an instant, two terrifying elemental auras surged out from the two scepters in John’s hands.

The two streams of power formed a ring of light and fused into one.

At a glance, it was as dazzling as the sun.

Yet it exuded an overwhelming aura of death.

At that exact moment, countless attacks landed on John’s body as well.

However, every single one of them displayed the same result—

miss.

Invalid attacks.

Seeing this, all the players were stunned.

They could hardly believe that their damage had landed on John, yet had produced absolutely no effect.

This was especially true for the archer and mage players. They could not believe that attacks they had charged for so long had ultimately landed on John only to produce a hollow miss notification.

"Damn it! How did he do that? Why is all our damage ineffective?"

"This doesn’t make sense. Were John’s stats really cut in half? Why do I feel like nothing has changed at all?"

"Don’t panic! He’s only one person. Even if our attacks are dealing no damage right now, he must have used some item. Let’s focus fire one more time. I refuse to believe he can keep tanking forever!"

Some players refused to accept reality and still wanted to organize a second wave of concentrated fire.

But right at that moment, John’s Heart of Thorns triggered.

A terrifying pulverizing backlash instantly enveloped every player whose attack had just landed on him.

In just a few seconds, the 120,000 players who had attacked him were struck by horrifying reflected damage, their HP bars instantly emptied.

A massive section of the battlefield was immediately wiped clean.

And that was not the end of it.

The two scepters in John’s hands had already finished charging. A sun-like sphere of light condensed in the sky, radiating an overwhelming sense of pressure.

The aura of death had grown so dense that it corroded the surrounding rainforest until nothing remained. Everything nearby became rotten and decayed.

"Everyone, enjoy this death shockwave I’ve been charging for quite a while."

The next moment, a vicious smile appeared on John’s face.

He suddenly pushed both scepters downward.

In an instant, the energy sphere that had been gathering in the air erupted.

It was like a water-filled balloon being punctured.

Countless streams of elemental power poured down from above, covering every player below.

Any player who touched it, without exception, had their HP instantly emptied and was killed on the spot!

Dense system notifications rang out around John one after another.

[Congratulations, player. You have killed one survivor and obtained 1 point!]

[You have plundered the A-rank skill: Green Wing!]

[Congratulations, player. You have killed one survivor and obtained 1 point!]

[You have plundered the B-rank equipment: Wielder’s Gloves!]

[Congratulations, player...]

John watched expressionlessly as the players below vanished in waves.

Among them, naturally, was Edward, whom he had already killed once before.

If nothing unexpected happened, all these players had suffered the death penalty.

And since they could suffer the death penalty, John’s plunder and talent could naturally activate as well.

Under the effect of the Mark of Plunder talent, over thirty thousand players were instantly turned into penniless wretches who owed tens of millions of gold coins!

When the last player was erased from the ground by John, an incomparably horrifying scene appeared.

Every area swept by his Light of Death had, without exception, been turned into scorched earth.

Even the ground itself had been melted into deep trenches.

It was nothing short of hell on earth.

"Not bad power."

John gave a calm evaluation.

Then he opened the current points leaderboard.

[Points Leaderboard]

[First Place]: John — 37,501 points

[Second Place]: Lucy — 0 points

[Third Place]: Arthur — 0 points

[Fourth Place]: Irene — 0 points

[Fifth Place]: Cain — 0 points

[Sixth Place]: Lina — 0 points

[Seventh Place]: Roland — 0 points

[Eighth Place]: Sophia — 0 points

[Ninth Place]: Grey — 0 points

[Tenth Place]: Isabella — 0 points

...

"Looks like the other players in Zone 5 are all obeying my orders. None of them acted on their own."

"I earned over thirty thousand points from this wave. Not bad."

John observed the points on the leaderboard.

Aside from him, everyone else on the leaderboard had exactly 0 points.

The players in the top ten should all be survivors.

However, even though John was the only player on the leaderboard with any points, he was still somewhat dissatisfied.

"This speed is still too slow. I should think about how to make them gather together on their own first."

Right now, there were only a little over twenty minutes left before the half-hour event ended.

At this rate, he would at most be able to farm another hundred thousand or so before the event was forcibly concluded.

As a reborn player, John naturally knew very well that if he possessed all the points, he would be able to exchange them for many items that were normally extremely difficult to obtain.

The exchange shop for this event had almost everything.

As long as one had enough points, they could exchange for unimaginable treasures.

There were even free attribute points available through exchange.

So, in order to obtain more points, he had to think of a way to gather the other players together.

"Looks like I can only use the old method."

An idea surfaced in John’s mind.

Immediately, his figure flashed, and he swiftly moved toward the area on the map with the densest cluster of red dots.

...

At the same time, the survivors who had not yet been eliminated from the event also noticed the sudden change on the points leaderboard.

When they saw that John, who ranked first, had suddenly gained more than thirty thousand points, they were instantly scared senseless.

What was going on?

Wasn’t the warden supposed to have his attributes cut in half?

Then how had John so easily obtained over thirty thousand points?

According to the rule of one point per player, that meant John had just directly killed more than thirty thousand players.

Was this terrifying number really the damage output of someone whose stats had been cut in half?

"No, seriously, how the hell did John do that?"

"Damn it. He didn’t start cheating again, did he?"

"Even cheating wouldn’t be this ruthless. I originally thought this was a good chance to take John’s first kill. But in the end, even with his stats cut in half, his attribute panel can still crush us."

"I can’t do this anymore. I regret choosing the Survivor Faction. If I’d known this would happen, I would’ve chosen the warden faction instead. At least then I wouldn’t be killed by John!"

...

The players who had noticed the change in the points leaderboard were now scared out of their wits.

One after another, they wisely chose to move away from the crowds, avoiding any chance of being targeted by John.

Meanwhile, those players who had not been paying attention to the leaderboard were still moving in groups, carrying out a carpet search across the island.

They wanted to find the warden and John, then kill them.

But right at that moment, a system notification rang out.

[Survivor Faction Warning: The current warden has killed 10% of the survivors!]

[All survivors, please take care to remain hidden!]