Hunting Operation 7

The rain poured down in torrents, quickly dousing the fires blazing through the city. The survivors who had fled to the top floors and barricaded themselves at the stairwells finally got a chance to catch their breath. They hurried back inside, doors firmly shut, not daring to open them.

Even so, their doors were pounded on from time to time, while the chaotic sound of footsteps continued without end.

As the twenty-four-hour mission deadline drew near, more and more survivors with red warning lights over their heads emerged from their rooms. They looked terrified, helpless, and frantic...

No one wanted to be erased. Killing was inevitable.

Ye Zhao leaped from building to building, and finally spotted the masked group at the hospital. They had been killing people inside, but now a group of Ability Players had stopped them.

Many ordinary survivors were hiding behind the Ability Players, seeking protection.

The heavy rain kept pouring. The two groups faced off, poised for a fight, the tension palpable.

"Get out of our way! Do you want to die too?" The masked leader was furious. Even a minute or a second of delay was a waste of time.

One of the Players blocking their path said, "This is a competition between ordinary people. They should be allowed to fight and compete on their own. We shouldn't interfere too much. You used your abilities to trap everyone, then sent your own people to kill them. That's no different from a massacre. And you shouldn't even be sparing pregnant women!"

"That's right. We Ability Players shouldn't interfere!"

"Stop doing evil. Go back!"

"Evil? You call this evil?" The masked man gave a cold laugh, dismissing their accusations. He didn't need anyone to understand him. "The world's about to end. What's wrong with killing a few