Those who reincarnate must die.

The day before, Zhang Lang had found the shaman's hut through a thorough search, but he didn't intend to go through that trouble today.

Zhang Lang leaped into the air, soaring to a height of seven hundred meters before finally touching the dome. His divine weapon hand pierced the ceiling, surveying the underground world filled with flowing lava. His focused vision activated, his eyes scanning the surroundings…

Soon, he saw a winged demon carrying a steel fork flying by in the distance, so he let go of it, stepped sideways, and chased after it in a zigzag pattern.

The winged demon was flying leisurely when it suddenly felt a weight on its back, and then its horns were grabbed. It screamed in fright.

"If you want to live, shut up!" Zhang Lang threatened in the demon language he had learned yesterday.

The winged demon was suddenly stunned upon hearing this: "It's you?"

Zhang Lang was taken aback upon hearing this and released his grip. The winged demon turned its head and glanced at him: "What, it's you again? Didn't I take you to Lord Cerberus's lair yesterday? What else do you want? Don't come looking for me if you can't beat it. I only lead the way, I'm not responsible for the cleanup!"

"Are you still the same one as yesterday?" Zhang Lang was both amused and exasperated.

"Of course!" Having survived Zhang Lang's clutches yesterday, he had grown bolder, raising the fork in his hand: "Hey, the steel fork you broke yesterday, I spent five gold coins to have two horned demons step on it for me and fix it!"

Upon closer inspection, Zhang Lang noticed that the steel fork was not only free of the hellfire, but its shaft was also somewhat crooked, seemingly confirming that it was indeed the one he had bent yesterday…

"Then we're destined to meet!" Zhang Lang snapped, grabbing the winged demon's horn. "Are there any hidden treasures or supply shops around here?"

"What are you talking about..." the winged demon said somewhat reluctantly, "There are only demons here... But if you're talking about something else, I've heard that Kaliman's shop has a lot of good stuff from the human world... That girl never cares about the buyer's identity; as long as there are gold coins, she's willing to sell anything!"

"She's the one! Take me there!"

"Big brother, I haven't eaten yet..." the Winged Demon complained. "At least let me eat something before I start working..."

"That's easy!" Zhang Lang grabbed him, pushed off with his feet, and the powerful force propelled the winged demon forward. The poor winged demon didn't even have time to react, or even flap its wings, before being brought back to the ground in the blink of an eye.

"Whoa whoa whoa... What's going on?" The Winged Demon felt his feet touch the ground, but the sudden acceleration and deceleration made him dizzy and lightheaded. He spun around for a moment and fell to the ground with a thud.

Before he could even struggle to his feet, Zhang Lang, who had brought him down, came over and handed him a piece of bloody meat still covered in scales: "Want some?"

The winged demon, having just recovered from its dizziness, saw the flesh and blood offered to it and its eyes lit up. It picked it up and began to gnaw. But after a few bites, it realized something was amiss.

"This meat is so tough... I like the taste of blood, but wouldn't it be better if it were cooked through?" As he said this, the guy actually stuck the meat on a fork and headed towards a geothermal vent not far away to wait.

Seeing his expression, Zhang Lang reminded him, "Don't bother, it won't cook through!"

"Don't worry!" the winged demon said dismissively. "Our demon fire pits are indeed quite high, but they're not so hot that they won't cook you through. Even if the scales are heat-resistant, the tender meat inside will still cook. The flames here are much hotter than your human wood fires..."

As he spoke, a dazzling burst of fire shot out of his mouth, engulfing the dripping piece of flesh. But even after the flames died down, the flesh continued to drip blood…

It wasn't even cooked through, let alone the blood evaporated!

"Fire resistance this high?" The Winged Demon was stunned. "What kind of meat is this?"

Zhang Lang walked over, raised his hand and pinched one of the winged demon's horns, slowly turning its head back to show it the source of the flesh:

That was the massive corpse of Cerberus, the three-headed hellhound, lying at the doorway...

"Cerberus... Lord?" The winged demon stared in disbelief, the flesh in its hand falling to the ground with a thud.

"Eat up!" Zhang Lang urged from the side. "Eat your fill so you can get going!"

"I'm so full! I'm so full!" The winged demon scrambled to its feet. "This one..."

"Hunter!"

"My Lord Hunter!" The Winged Demon immediately knelt before Zhang Lang. "Please mount me, I'll take you there right away!"

Zhang Lang stepped onto it, and the Winged Demon flapped its wings and soared into the air. Without uttering a single unnecessary word, it flew towards the depths of the lava palace...

Feeling the hot wind blowing in his face, Zhang Lang couldn't help but sigh, having a pair of wings is really convenient... Although stepping on the moon in the void can simulate the effect of flight, and the sprint speed is faster and more powerful, it is far from the freedom and agility of real flight...

Soon, the Winged Demon began to lower its altitude and carefully landed on a high rock. Not far below, a sizable cave could be seen.

The winged demon did not rush into the cave, but instead cautiously observed its surroundings.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Lang asked.

"There are always high-ranking demons roaming around Kaliman's shop!" the winged demon explained. "These guys, relying on their strength, often ambush and kill people who come to buy things from Kaliman..."

"Then, what about the merchant Kaliman?" Zhang Lang asked.

"She's fine!" The Winged Demon waved his hand. "Don't even mention having the Lord of Hell backing her up; her own strength is not something ordinary people can afford to mess with!"

"It seems that although this underground palace is a space generated by magic, everything inside has its own internal logic!" Xu thought to Zhang Lang.

"The presence of real walls around this place indicates it's completely isolated from the outside world!" Zhang Lang analyzed. "The memories this winged demon spoke of regarding the Lord of Hell are likely false... but he, along with the other monsters, don't disappear because of my contact, meaning they are physical entities, not magically manifested beings!"

"There might really be such a hell, and it might even have a lord..." Xu said, "But this dungeon only captures a small part of hell, creating a similar terrain and environment, and replicating some monsters... It's definitely not a magical replication, but rather a bio-technology clone that imbues the original with the same memories!"

"Not just this layer, every layer must have been copied from different worlds... Such a scale is an enormous undertaking... I don't believe the world where this City of Radiance is located has this capability... Without a doubt, this must be a game specially created by the altar, using this world as its mother world, to provide trials and challenges for the reincarnators!"

"Therefore, the settings within these dungeons are actually all for the benefit of you reincarnators... What this winged demon is worried about—the so-called high-ranking demons who ambush others—can be understood as increasing the difficulty for reincarnators to find this place!"

"But then again..." Xu sighed, "Compared to what you've experienced before—like hide-and-seek in the castle, battle royale on the island, or canyon showdowns—this is a truly big-budget event!"

Zhang Lang and Xu chatted in their minds. The Winged Demon, having confirmed the surrounding environment, nodded: "Okay, everything's safe! Let's go!"

With that, the two jumped off the rock and nimbly slipped into the cave!

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