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Chapter 344 - 271 Talent [Absolute Exclusion]

Chapter 344: Chapter 271 Talent [Absolute Exclusion]

The golden-haired girl actually hadn’t sustained serious injuries, so Xiao Yi and the others treated her briefly before sending her on her way.

After all, she had long since lost her Core, and there was no need to target her anymore, it was just as well to let her leave.

Of course, given her current state of being alone, it would presumably be difficult for her to survive later on, especially since she would be unlikely to make it through the ultimate day.

The way Xiao Yi and his group were acting now seemed unnecessary, since the end result would be the same anyway.

They were of course aware of this, but neither Xiao Yi, Sheraya, nor Fei Ye had any objections and all tacitly agreed with the act of healing.

And the reason they still did so was simply because it had happened right before them.

Even knowing that the final outcome was nothingness, they wouldn’t just give up because of that. The meaning of being alive, perhaps, lay in this.

It wasn’t about worrying for the nation or harboring the world in their hearts, but just following what their hearts wanted at the moment, not wanting to trouble themselves, so they simply lent a hand.

As for what would come afterward, that wasn’t for them to decide.

Humans were just humans after all, capable of only so much, able to bear only their own lives. The futures and lives of others could only be borne by those others themselves.

Therefore, there was no need to force oneself to ponder the problems of other people’s lives, as that would only cause one to spiral into continuous pain. As long as one could take care of oneself, that was a success.

"Well, let’s go then."

Since the golden-haired girl had pointed them in the right direction, with no time to lose, the three of them immediately set off in the direction she had indicated.

Before long, they indeed heard noises, as though there was a struggle happening.

The three of them promptly lightened their footsteps and observed the source of the noise from a concealed corner.

There... three people were struggling, and at the same time, there were two bodies lying nearby, presumably individuals who had just died in that struggle.

Two of them were standing together, motionless.

While the other person was constantly moving at a speed so fast it defied common sense, attacking those two individuals.

That unbelievable speed must be related to his Talent, and the attacks he launched involved continuously pulling the trigger of a firearm, sending bullets towards the two people.

Meanwhile, under the enhancement of his ability, the bullets were like a torrential rain, attacking from countless directions at simultaneously, covering every possible angle of dodging, almost leaving no escape!

Such a dense attack would be difficult to defend against, even with some special ability or equipment.

However, the two stood silently in place, observing the attacker’s rapid movements, unconcerned about his attacks.

In fact, all the bullets fired by this individual seemed to twist in space, deviating in direction with an abnormality.

All straight trajectories, upon nearing the two people, were twisted, altering their direction to somewhere else, ensuring the bullets couldn’t hit them in any way!

"Damn it!" the attacker cursed in a low growl, "Why can’t I hit them! Why can’t I hit them!? What the hell kind of ability is this!?"

"Hm?" Xiao Yi, watching, noticed something," Look, the person standing there seems familiar. I remember him, he’s the one who came to talk with us the other day, what was his name... what was it?"

"Mm." Fei Ye nodded, "That person named... right, what was his name?"

"His name is Orell," Sheraya said helplessly: "It hasn’t been that long, you shouldn’t have forgotten, right? Or... did you never really remember in the first place?"

Meanwhile, Orell and his partner continued to stand with indifferent expressions, unconcernedly watching their opponent attack.

Until... the attacker had emptied all his bullets, the magazine was empty, and he could no longer attack.

"...!"

Even though he had no bullets left, the man still desperately continued to squeeze the trigger, directed at Orell.

He clenched his teeth tightly, as if he was trying to shoot out not bullets but his own rage and desperation.

"Damn it! Damn it all!!!"

But no matter what, he could not inflict any injury on Orell.

"Is it over?" asked Orell, composed, "You... giving up?"

"You...! Arghhhhhhhhh!"

That single line made the attacker lose his sanity.

Faced with an opponent he could not harm, he chose not to run away but discarded his weapon and recklessly lunged at Orell!

Yet, as soon as he got close, it was as if he had hit an invisible barrier and was sent flying back.

Still, this didn’t calm him; he lunged at Orell again.

"Still not giving up? Then..." Orell took a deep breath, his expression hardening, "It’s time for me to get serious!"

No sooner had he spoken than Orell extended his hands, making a grasping gesture!

"Ugh...!"

Immediately after, the attacker abruptly froze, his limbs and torso contracting, his body distorting as if something invisible had grabbed him.

He was even lifted off the ground, his breathing growing weaker.

"..." Orell’s eyes gradually chilled, and under the unknown, invisible force, the attacker’s body became more twisted and frail.