Those who reincarnate must die.

"They've arrived! Death row inmates from the third prison planet at the end of the Orion Arm in the Milky Way. Strictly speaking, they're not biological beings, but rather artificial intelligence!"

The holographic presenter loudly introduced:

"In other star systems, if artificial intelligence malfunctions and causes damage, it will be destroyed directly! But in the Faerûn star system of the Orion Arm, a law recognizing artificial intelligence civilization was passed two hundred years ago, and artificial intelligence will be treated the same way as other intelligent life! Therefore, they are currently the only ones in the entire universe who imprison robot prisoners!"

"These ten robots, before entering the prison, were all special military models used on the battlefield, super combat machines known as berserkers. They possess strength and robust bodies far exceeding those of organic life, have extremely high tactical skills, and their reaction speed is astonishing. It can be said that they are the biggest favorites to win this championship!"

"They're a bunch of machine monsters! No wonder their strength and precision are so terrifying!"

Old Wei gritted his teeth and resisted: "My mental control abilities are also ineffective!"

Faced with this group of strong, tough, precise, fearless, and perfectly coordinated steel enemies, the Reincarnators quickly found themselves on the defensive!

Many of their abilities are completely useless against these iron lumps!

Invisibility? They have thermal imaging!

Gunfight? These guys shoot moving targets more accurately than they shoot stationary ones!

Magic? Many spells that affect living beings are completely useless!

As for hand-to-hand combat, that's out of the question!

"Oh dear, I should have chosen the Machine Buster ability last time!"

Wang Defa began to regret it:

"With that, I could release electromagnetic waves to interfere with their processor! But I thought it was useless, so I returned it and got 500 points in return..."

"What's the point of saying all this now!"

The muscular woman had already emptied her rotary machine gun and replaced it with a power hammer, but even with this, she could only barely hold off a bare-handed machine soldier!

"Are we going to die here without even seeing the enemy?" Old Wei, wielding a plasma lightsaber, was locked in combat with a robot. (Google search reading)

"If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have rather risked the collar exploding and fought those guys from 914 to the death!"

The speaker was the burly man; his arm had been broken, and he had used the explosive force of his gauntlets to send the robot flying. But the enemy got up again and strode towards him with determined steps. With each step he took, he felt a profound sense of despair!

This damn world, how come the technology is so advanced, how come these robots are so sturdy?

As their companions fell one by one, only four people survived at Altar 641: Old Wei, the muscular woman, the strong man with one arm missing, and Wang Defa. The robots had only taken down two of them, and the remaining eight surrounded them, forcing them into a corner. They were on the verge of total annihilation!

But just then, the host suddenly announced that the competition was suspended!

As robots, Team One followed the rules very well. When the host said to pause, they stopped attacking and retreated.

The four people at Altar 641 who had narrowly escaped death looked up curiously, wondering why the event had paused...

"We've just received news!" the host announced loudly.

"The champion of the Northern Arena has been crowned! And this champion happens to be a former member of Team Seven in the Southern Arena, and he has requested to rejoin the team immediately! Please wait a moment, everyone, for the next exciting match!"

The remaining four people at Altar 641 stood frozen in place. They understood what the host had said: that mysterious guy called Hunter had won the North Arena championship?!

How is this possible? This is only the seventh match. Even if he is really strong, this is too fast!

"I knew he could do it!" Wang Defa exclaimed, pumping his fist in delight. "This brother is something else! Absolutely something else!"

Meanwhile, the reincarnators at the 914 altar in the stands all frowned.

Those guys in 641, do they have such amazing teammates?!

"Interesting..." Captain Monster sneered, "It seems this competition will be more interesting than I imagined!"

Soon, the defensive shield above the arena opened, and a helicopter slowly landed. A moment later, a tall man wearing an explosive collar jumped out of the helicopter. It was Zhang Lang!

Judging from his appearance, apart from his clothes being somewhat worn and tattered, he didn't seem to be injured!

After the plane took off, the intelligent robot came and removed his collar. Zhang Lang walked to the four survivors at Altar 641, looked at their appearance, glanced around at the surrounding corpses, and frowned: "So gruesome?"

Old Wei looked at Zhang Lang, his lips trembling: "You... what exactly..."

Zhang Lang turned his head and looked at the eight robots standing in a row in the distance: "Humans?"

"It's a robot!" Wang Defa chimed in, explaining, "A really powerful robot, even stronger than the Terminator!"

"What is the Terminator?" Zhang Lang asked curiously.

"Oh, never mind that. In short, he's incredibly difficult to deal with..." Wang Defa looked at him. "Besides being able to take a beating, what other abilities do you have?"

"It's alright for hitting people too!" Zhang Lang turned around and drew his Tiger Roar sword.

"Then I'm relieved..." Wang Defa breathed a sigh of relief and turned to the others, saying:

"Most experts are humble! Anyone who dares to say they're just okay is definitely a veteran!"

As they were talking, the host announced that the competition had restarted, and the robots, along with the gunmen, immediately opened fire, all aiming at Zhang Lang's head!

Bang! Eight gunshots rang out in one loud blast, causing Zhang Lang's forehead to tilt back slightly. At the same time, all eight of them also tilted their heads back, looking strangely synchronized.

A wisp of white smoke rose from Zhang Lang's forehead, and he seemed to be fine. In contrast, the eight robots had their foreheads torn open, revealing their metal skulls!

"It's really hard!"

Zhang Lang raised his hand and fired a shot. The Tiger Roar bullet whistled out and hit one of the robots in the head!

With a "bang," a bullet hole appeared in the robot's skull, sparks flew inside, and it fell to the ground dead!

"Wow, that's amazing!" Wang Defa exclaimed excitedly. "What kind of gun is that? It's so powerful!"

"It's not that big!" Zhang Lang put away Tiger's Roar. "I just activated a skill and used special bullets, but it didn't even blow open its head or come out from the back of its head. Ordinary gunshots would hardly kill them..."

"What should we do then?" Wang Defa's face turned worried again, and the other three also looked at Zhang Lang, swallowing hard...

Zhang Lang fastened his gun holster and shook his hands: "Use your fists!"

With that, he raised his fists and charged towards the remaining seven robots!

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