Those who reincarnate must die.

Even without any false opinions, in order to safely and smoothly deal with the warehouse door, Zhang Lang still has to kill this monster!

Seeing the monster waving its claws and lunging forward, Zhang Lang put his revolver into his satchel, brandished his two divine weapons, and met it head-on. With two clangs, they were evenly matched!

No wonder it can cut through stone slabs like it's tofu. These claws are no less powerful than divine weapons. And don't let the monster's slender limbs fool you, its strength is comparable to Zhang Lang's!

It seems that this monster is also a mutated monster, possessing physical abilities far exceeding the limits of living beings!

Zhang Lang frowned, suddenly transformed his knife into a claw, and grabbed the monster's wrist tightly. Then he suddenly leaped up and slammed his knee into the monster's face!

This was truly ferocious. The monster's head snapped back, and four or five of its sharp teeth flew out. Blood splattered out immediately, and a few drops landed on Zhang Lang's face, suddenly hissing and bubbling, accompanied by wisps of blue smoke.

Zhang Lang frowned, a stinging pain shooting through his cheek. He looked down at the splattered blood on the ground, which was bubbling and steaming, even more so than his face.

This guy's blood is highly corrosive!

It seems I should use the hand chop sparingly... Zhang Lang frowned, then suddenly activated Dragon Heart Frenzy, his power surging. He twisted the monster's wrist, pinned it to the ground, then clamped its head between his legs and twisted it forcefully!

With a snap, the monster's neck twisted into a bizarre angle, but it did not die. Its body went limp, and not only its neck, but all the joints in its body seemed to have come off their rings, like a slippery eel, slipping out of Zhang Lang's control!

"A troublesome fellow!" Zhang Lang frowned, then with a flick of his wrists, wielding a knife in one hand and a hammer in the other, he charged toward the monster!

Joint locks are useless against this kind of monster; you can only risk spilling your acidic blood and assassinate it directly!

But as soon as he moved, the monster shuddered and stood up, opened its mouth at Zhang Lang, and a beam of red light surged out from its throat and shot out!

No matter how fast Zhang Lang reacted, he couldn't dodge the laser. He was sprayed right in the face. The excess red light leaked through Zhang Lang's cheeks and ear gaps and hit the wall behind him. Almost instantly, it burned a ring of melting holes in the solid and thick city wall and penetrated through it!

Look at the shape of the wall in the middle of the melting hole that wasn't burned; it's clearly the outline of Zhang Lang's head!

Such power is not much less than the positron cannon used by the Shadow Mage before!

The problem is that the positron cannon is a legitimate science fiction weapon, but the monster's laser is a product of supernatural abilities!

With his ability to return to simplicity, Zhang Lang felt as if a spring breeze was blowing on his face when the light hit him, and he was not harmed at all. He faced the light head-on with his face against the breath, smashed the monster's head with his right hand hammer with a crack, and plunged the knife into the monster's heart with a thud!

With a two-pronged approach, let's see if you don't die!

With both vital organs destroyed at the same time, the monster's breath ceased, and its shriveled head tilted to the side, hanging on Zhang Lang's left-hand blade. Acidic blood slowly flowed out from the edges of the wound, corroding Zhang Lang's palm until it hissed and smoked. However, thanks to the strength of the Divine Weapon Hand, the corrosion was very slow, far outpacing his recovery speed!

Zhang Lang grabbed the monster's corpse and slammed it against the warehouse door. He grabbed its neck with his right hand and slashed it down with his left, tearing it open from front to back with a whoosh. Blood gushed out, splattering onto the door and hissing violently. The door burned, billowing smoke and denting at a visible speed.

The monster's acid is indeed formidable; only Zhang Lang's enhanced divine weapon can withstand it. Ordinary materials, regardless of whether they are made of metal, stone, copper, or iron, become like chocolate that has been doused with boiling water once they come into contact with it.

While the strange blood was corroding the gate, Zhang Lang asked the Void in his mind, "Why did you ask me to kill it?"

Xu chuckled and conjured a number before Zhang Lang's eyes: "This is your current score!"

Zhang Lang looked at it and saw that it was 745 points!

"This..." Zhang Lang was taken aback. He remembered that after redeeming the rewards, he only had 110 points left. What happened to these 745 points?

"Is this the reward for killing this monster?" Zhang Lang frowned. "It's worth 635 points?"

"That's right!" Xu smugly laughed. "How about it? You're almost at the next thousand-point reward just for killing this one monster. Was it worth it?"

"But why?" Zhang Lang frowned. "I don't only kill reincarnators..." Thinking this, Zhang Lang looked in surprise at the gradually shriveling corpse in his hand: "Could this guy have been a reincarnator before the mutation?"

"Clever!" Xu chuckled. "And a very powerful reincarnator at that!"

"But how is this possible?" Zhang Lang shook his head. "This isn't the main world of those reincarnators, why...?"

"Who says that only the main world can produce reincarnated beings?"

Xu explained, "The so-called 'main world' is merely a relatively stable world compared to other worlds, but it doesn't mean that this world is more important than other worlds. Each mission world is real and parallel to others. The main world is indeed the primary source of recruits for the altar, and most of the current reincarnators come from the main world, but people from other worlds can also enter the altar if they meet certain conditions!"

"Furthermore, in your world, there are often incredibly powerful superhumans. I believe there must be quite a few people who have been drawn into the altar for various reasons!"

This is quite a departure from my own understanding... Among the reincarnators that Zhang Lang has been hunting, there might still be some of his own kind?

"Does that mean... there might still be my compatriots alive inside the altar?" Thinking this, Zhang Lang felt a complex mix of emotions, unsure whether to be happy or sad...

Although he hated reincarnators, if they were his only remaining kin...

"That's probably going to be very difficult!"

He was given a bucket of cold water in the process:

"After all, once a Reincarnator completes their mission, they return to their home world. Except for those like you who are immune to the virus, even Reincarnators cannot escape the fate of mutation... Even if a Reincarnator happens to be on a mission when something happens, they've only been away from home for an hour at most, and they'll still die when they return..."

"I see..." Zhang Lang sighed, seemingly somewhat disappointed, but he was also mentally prepared: "Speaking of which, you were able to tell that he was a reincarnator... Even though we were in a mission world, I still had to deduce and find the hidden reincarnators."

"This is your home turf, which is also my home turf!" he sneered. "Don't you understand home-field advantage? I not only know he's a reincarnator, but I can also tell his score!"

"635 points, an extremely high score..." Zhang Lang stared at the corpse before him. "Could this... be a hero?"

"I don't know about that!" Xu analyzed, "But looking at his strength, he's worth that score. He has impressive physical attributes and survivability. The acidic blood might be a result of mutation, but if not, it's another enhancement. And then there's the final laser breath attack. If you didn't have the talent to return to your original nature, you probably wouldn't even be able to keep your head and half your chest. Just based on the power of that one move, you could practically roam freely in most worlds!"

"And that doesn't even include the weapons and equipment he might have left at the altar... Even if he's not a hero, he's definitely a very powerful near-hero!"

Zhang Lang nodded, feeling somewhat displeased at the thought that his compatriots might also be the reincarnators he hated. He increased the pressure in his hands, squeezing out the last bit of acidic blood from the monster's body.

However, he was not a sentimental person. Seeing that the warehouse door was almost completely corroded, Zhang Lang put all the other concerns aside, tore open the rotten door that was now like a tattered piece of cardboard, and opened the armory.

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