Those who reincarnate must die.

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The reincarnators looked at each other, and could only return along the same path through the tunnel. (Google search for more information)

The group passed through the two rooms they had gone through before, and finally arrived at the secret door that the third brother had closed...

There's only this one tunnel and three rooms; where could there be any trace of a lord?

"Could that third brother be lying to us?" Zhao Ying stepped forward, raised his hand and knocked on the door. After a few bangs, the stone door suddenly made a crackling sound and slowly opened.

After the hidden door opened, it led back to the same spacious circular room, with a table in the center and the third brother, whose three heads floated behind the table... except that the dazzling array of goods behind him was gone, leaving the room feeling empty...

"Warriors, welcome back!" The third brother put on his smiling face and slowly clapped his withered hands, the crisp applause echoing in the empty room!

"You old bastard, you dare to lie to us!" Zhao Ying pointed his throwing knife at the third brother, "We didn't see the lord at all! There were only three monsters!"

"I wasn't lying. You have to kill those three monsters to see the lord... In fact, the lord of this Dark Palace has long been stripped of his power and sealed within the bodies of three monsters. The true lord won't appear unless you kill them!"

The third brother was still smiling. As he spoke, the angry and sorrowful heads that had been hovering above his head suddenly began to descend and slowly merged with his smiling head, forming a bizarre head with faces on three sides. His body also slowly swelled up as it merged, and four more arms grew! In the blink of an eye, the third brother had transformed from a withered old man into a strong warrior with three heads and six arms.

"Now! Lord, aren't you right before your eyes?"

"Step back!" Zhang Lang stepped forward. "He's very strong now!!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard thumping sounds behind him. When he turned around, he saw that, apart from Thunder who was supported by power armor, everyone else was kneeling on one knee, covered in sweat, struggling to support themselves. Some of them had horrifying wounds on their bodies, and blood was flowing out...

"Heh heh heh..." The three-headed, six-armed lord sneered, "Didn't your mother tell you not to eat candy from strangers?"

Zhang Lang frowned, mentally analyzing, "It seems that the fatigue relief and injury treatments they purchased before were only temporary effects obtained by overdrawing their physical strength. Now that the lord monster has taken back the effects, their fatigue and injuries are even more severe!"

"Damn it..." the maned wolf gritted his teeth, "I never expected to be outmaneuvered by the lord..."

"Retreat!" Zhang Lang roared, turning to the side. "Those who still have the strength, retreat back into the tunnel! Qin Jie, Angelica, use barriers and enchantments for defense!"

"Are you going to face the lord alone?" Olissis, supporting herself with her greatsword, tried to stand up, but suddenly felt the hunter's figure blur, and then a heavy blow came from her abdomen. She was sent flying backward and crashed into the dark tunnel!

Zhang Lang dusted off his shoes and looked at the others: "What? Are you waiting for me to kick them one by one?"

Upon seeing this, the others hurriedly retreated towards the tunnel, but Thunder remained unmoved.

Zhang Lang raised an eyebrow, about to urge him on, when he saw Lei Ting suddenly raise a rocket launcher and fire a rocket at Zhang Lang!

Zhang Lang narrowed his eyes, raised his hand to grab the rocket, and with a flick of his wrist released it towards the lord. The rocket shot straight towards him, trailing white smoke!

The lord snorted coldly, raised his hand and waved it. The rocket exploded in mid-air several meters away from him. The fire and smoke seemed to have collided with a transparent shield and were split in two.

Then, Thunder began to laugh continuously in that calm electronic voice: "Hahahaha..." While laughing, he wildly fired his rotary machine gun, indiscriminately firing at both friend and foe!

It's out of control... Just as fatigue and wounds worsen, the pollution accumulated by the lightning has also intensified because the lord has revealed his true form. He has now completely lost his mind!

Faced with Thunder's machine gun blasting wildly, the heroes hid in the tunnel, too afraid to come out. Zhang Lang frowned, accelerated through the hail of bullets, and struck with lightning speed, punching Thunder's belly, piercing through the armor plate!

With this attack, Thunder's movements stopped instantly, and he collapsed... Zhang Lang did not kill him, but only broke through the armor and made contact with the driver under the armor. He used the power of returning to simplicity to resolve the contamination, but at the same time, Thunder also fainted due to the excessive mental burden.

Zhang Lang threw the mecha back into the tunnel, and Angelica immediately erected a barrier, while Qin Jie also set up a protective enclosure. The group of reincarnators rested in the tunnel...

At this point, only Zhang Lang and the lord remained in the huge circular arena!

"No wonder those three monsters didn't give me any crystals..." Zhang Lang looked up at the terrifying giant with three heads and six arms before him: "Looks like you can make up for my losses?"

"Arrogant as ever..." The lord, revealing his true colors, chuckled coldly. "I noticed you the moment you entered the Dark Palace! Powerful strength, astonishing speed, a resilient body, and completely unaffected by the curse... You were practically born to conquer my palace!"

"Even so, I've discovered one of your weaknesses!"

With that, the three-headed lord pointed a finger at Zhang Lang: "You have never been injured!"

This analysis made Zhang Lang raise an eyebrow, his expression becoming somewhat subtle.

As he spoke, the three-headed lord pointed to the weakened reincarnators in the tunnel: "You think those people are only suffering from the backlash of my blessing? Wrong. From the moment they accepted my blessing, their lives were already linked to this room!"

"This room, my throne, is constantly drawing upon their life energy to replenish myself. If you attack me here, the harder you strike, the more I absorb, and the faster they will be drained...and die!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Lang narrowed his eyes. Behind him, he heard a thud as someone else collapsed to the ground.

"Of course, you can also leave them alone!" the three-headed lord chuckled. "That would only delay their deaths. As time goes by, their lives will eventually be absorbed by the underground palace and become a part of me!"

"He's telling the truth!" the virtual voice analyzed in Zhang Lang's mind. "I can feel that those guys' life force is getting weaker and weaker. They'll probably all die in less than ten minutes... You can't get them out of this underground palace that quickly! Of course, if you ask me, you don't need to care about their lives. Just beat them up!"

"Can't my return to simplicity dispel this curse?" Zhang Lang wondered to himself.

"This isn't a one-time curse!" Xu sighed. "It's like pollution; it's endless! When you touch them, the life-draining does stop, but the drained energy doesn't come back. It starts draining again as soon as you let go... You can't be holding a dozen of them at the same time, right?"

"They're like a dozen water tanks that keep running. You can turn off the tap when you see it, but as soon as you leave, someone else comes and turns it back on... In the end, you can't manage everything by yourself. The only way to solve the problem at its root is to get rid of the people who are keeping the tap running!"

"But the problem is, the one now controlling the dragon's head isn't just one person, or even just this lord, but the entire underground palace... You're powerless to stop it!"

After listening to Xu's analysis, Zhang Lang sighed and looked up at the three-headed, six-armed monster. The murderous aura in its eyes made the lord of the eighth level of the underground palace take a half step back.

"Wait... I haven't told you the solution yet!" The lord swallowed hard and chuckled, "Breaking this sorcerer's spell is quite simple. The core of the entire spell is this room. Just sprinkle some pure, uncursed blood here, and the spell will be broken forever!"

"But unfortunately, I've never seen anyone reach this point uncontaminated before... You're the first!" the three-headed lord said with a laugh. "Of course, I don't know how much to sprinkle, maybe three liters, maybe five liters, maybe more... But I can assure you, it's definitely not an amount that can be easily resolved with a couple of days of rest..."

"How about it, want to try saving your friends? But I'm worried, you're such a master who's never been injured before, won't you faint at the sight of blood? Hahahaha..."

"It's trying to provoke you into losing too much blood!" Xu said. "Killing a few ordinary reincarnators is insignificant to him; weakening you is his ultimate goal! And it's uncertain whether the method it provided will work... Considering this is a special rule, it shouldn't be playing these word games; it's highly likely to be effective!"

"Hehehe..." Zhang Lang looked into the eyes of the three-headed lord and suddenly let out a cold laugh.

You've miscalculated three things!

"First of all, I'm not that close to them!"

"Secondly, I don't faint at the sight of blood!"

"Third..." At this point, Zhang Lang suddenly put his wrist in front of his mouth and bit down with his sharp canines!

When the Divine Weapon Hand clashed with the Devourer, the strength of its teeth ultimately prevailed. With its artery severed, Zhang Lang's internal energy surged, and his blood accelerated and concentrated in his right wrist. With a flick of his wrist, a large amount of blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing onto the ground and walls!

"Hahaha, you fool!"

Upon seeing Zhang Lang voluntarily bleed, the three leaders burst into wild laughter:

"You actually sacrificed yourself to save those useless trash? The stronger the body, the more energy it needs to heal. You willingly bled so much; now let's see what you have to fight me with!"

As he spoke, the three-headed lord lunged at Zhang Lang. Zhang Lang pushed off with his feet, charging forward to meet him. A deafening crash resounded as the massive three-headed lord was sent flying, slamming heavily against the ceiling before bouncing off again onto the ground, finally collapsing like a rag doll. Looking at the ceiling and floor, and the walls, far harder than steel, dented into human-shaped craters by the impact, it was a horrifying sight!

The exchange just now seemed to happen in an instant, but Zhang Lang actually unleashed a full nine strikes! He broke six of his arms and two of his legs, and the final blow went straight for his heart, breaking his ribs... If it were a human, such an injury would probably kill him on the spot!

"How is this possible..." With his eight limbs crippled, the lord struggled to crawl on the ground, coughing up blood. "This guy lost so much blood, yet he still has this kind of ability..."

As he was speaking, he suddenly felt a shadow loom over his head. When he looked up, Zhang Lang was already standing in front of him, grabbing its huge head and lifting it up.

"My people didn't faint again from that attack... It seems your technique has been broken?"

"It's broken?" The three-headed man looked surprised. "How is that possible? There's only this little bit of blood?"

While the jet of blood that Zhang Lang had just spat out was indeed frightening, a single burst could not possibly reach three to five liters. It could only be said that his power of returning to simplicity was indeed domineering, and the blood containing the attribute of breaking magic accelerated the demise of the spell.

"I haven't finished speaking!" Zhang Lang held his bitten wrist up to the lord's face. "Thirdly, I'm bleeding not to save anyone, but to let you experience what despair truly means!"

The three men were initially puzzled, but when they saw that Zhang Lang's right wrist, which had been bleeding profusely, had completely healed without leaving a trace, their eyes widened and they felt a chill rise from the back of their heads...

"You... are the monster!"

"Thank you for the compliment!"

Zhang Lang ripped open his skull and unleashed the Heavenly Punishment!

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