Those who reincarnate must die.

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Looking at the cursed wine bottle in his hand, the sub-clan referee flashed his front teeth and chuckled, "So, want to challenge other matches?"

Altar 241 has completely lost its momentum. It lost so badly in the two competitions it thought it was best at. What about the others?

Let's look at the remaining events. Arm wrestling? Are you really planning to defeat the hero with brute force? Putting aside the attributes, just look at that two-meter-tall rat behind the referee; it's not someone to mess with.

A marksmanship contest? The best marksman among them is Arcee, but the project requires continuous high-speed shooting at moving targets, which is not suitable for her sniper rifle.

In short, after looking around, the people at Altar 241 had no confidence in any of the options and fell silent for a moment.

Seeing that no one was challenging him, the sub-clan referee chuckled, "Competing against a hero-level opponent is indeed a bit too difficult for you. How about this, I'll change the rules. Whoever wins any of these challenges will be able to leave this research institute safely, and our sub-clan will absolutely not attack them during this mission. What do you say?"

As soon as he finished speaking, this rule was added to all the competition instructions.

As soon as this rule was announced, the reincarnators at Altar 241 immediately saw hope.

No matter which challenge it is, as long as you win, you can leave safely?

Driven by the will to survive, they began to seek out challenges they could overcome and eagerly signed up.

"Don't panic!" Catherine quickly stopped them. "This is clearly a trap; they're trying to steal all our equipment!"

Although she served as the team's strategist and constantly offered advice, Catherine's own abilities were mediocre, and she relied on Ning Chengyu's trust to issue orders. But now, Ning Chengyu had been beaten into a daze, and most of the reincarnators in the team were just mercenaries hired for money. When it came to matters of life and death, who would listen to her commands?

This kept the heroes of the sub-clan very busy.

The largest and strongest ratman took down four challengers in a row, even breaking one's arm; a sub-rat with two guns at his waist simply fought three challengers at the same time, ultimately winning by a landslide and taking away their equipment as stakes...

Even the round-trip race that Ah Kong failed at had someone challenge it. That guy tried to use his clone ability to light up the red lights at both ends, but he was judged to be cheating and lost his rare equipment.

As she watched her equipment being lost to the offspring, Catherine fell into despair.

She had originally intended to unite everyone and take a gamble together. Even if the odds of winning weren't high, as long as they made a show of fighting to the death, making the heroes of the Zi clan feel that defeating these thirty-six people would come at a price, they would have a chance to protect themselves.

However, her plan was shattered by the referee's new rules. In order to protect themselves, everyone impulsively challenged the rules, resulting in the loss of their powerful equipment. Their strengths shifted, and now they could no longer fight to the death.

"Is this really the end for everything?" Looking at Ning Chengyu, who was leaning against the wall, his eyes unfocused and silent, Catherine's eyes were filled with tears and her face was full of regret: "Mr. Ning, I'm sorry, I failed to take good care of the young master..."

After about an hour, no one dared to challenge it anymore.

The bets in front of the referee were piled up like a mountain. The original dozen or so items were all there, but there were dozens more, all items won from the reincarnators at Altar 241.

"No one else wants to challenge?" The referee smiled, revealing his gleaming front teeth.

The reincarnated members of the Shen clan looked at each other, but no one answered.

Are you sure?

The referee was still smiling, but for some reason, that smile made people uneasy, as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"I'll ask one last time, are you sure?"

A palpable killing intent enveloped them, and the sacrifices at Altar 241 knew that if they answered yes, the opposing sub-race would unleash a massacre!

Everyone instinctively wanted to resist, but they found that their preferred weapons and equipment had already been defeated by the enemy...

"Wait... I haven't even had my match yet!"

At this moment, a tall figure raised his hand, and beside him was a pretty young girl.

"The Hunter?" Catherine looked at Zhang Lang. She had almost forgotten that there was this mysterious guy in the team who had never participated in the competition.

"You're... the one who was just about to team up alone?" The referee looked at Zhang Lang with interest. "After watching so many matches, you haven't given up yet? Or were you secretly observing and thinking about winning strategies?"

"I was just waiting for you all to finish," Zhang Lang said slowly as he walked over. "There's always a first-come, first-served order in everything."

"Alright." The referee raised his hand and swept it over the dozen or so competition events displayed in front of him: "Which one do you plan to challenge? As long as you win one, you can leave safely."

Zhang Lang pointed at Bai Hong: "Let's start with that sword."

"Want to duel?" The referee frowned. "This is a one-of-a-kind weapon. If you want to challenge it, you'll have to offer a one-of-a-kind wager!"

"I don't have anything unique that I can give you right now..." Zhang Lang patted Xiao Mo's shoulder and set her attribute to be displayed: "How about this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge attribute table popped up on Xiao Mo's body, listing a long list of special effects and skills. The most eye-catching item was the rarity at the top.

"Unprecedented and unparalleled?!"

Not only the Shen clan, but even the eight heroes of the Zi clan could no longer remain calm.

If unique rewards can be encountered occasionally amidst countless people trying to draw them, then an unprecedented and unparalleled reward is truly a super reward that is hard to come by!

Let alone offerings, even many heroes have never seen such an unprecedented reward.

Xiao Mo's attributes made the referee tremble, and the smile on his lips became more and more obvious.

On the Shen ethnic group's side, everyone was shocked and started discussing it amongst themselves.

"An unprecedented sword enhancement?"

"Good heavens, I've actually been walking side by side with an unprecedented killing machine for so long?"

"No wonder this guy dared to challenge the young master. I have unparalleled bodyguards; I'm just as cocky!"

"Tch, he's just a gigolo!"

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Even Ning Chengyu, who had fallen into depression after losing the competition and his precious sword, raised his head and stared at Xiao Mo's figure: "So, she is unparalleled? No wonder she is the woman I have my eye on."

"Your doll is indeed impressive, but I'm sorry, it cannot be used as a wager." The referee shook his head regretfully: "An unprecedented reward, once it appears, will not appear in the hands of anyone else in any form; it is untradeable."

"I know." Zhang Lang nodded. "So my bet isn't the entire Doomsday Hunters."

As he spoke, Zhang Lang snapped his fingers, and Xiao Mo's shoulders suddenly emitted a strange mechanical sound. Then, the joints in her shoulders broke, and her two arms separated from her body, floating in the air by the magnetic levitation system.

These two arms each have their own attribute tables, namely the left and right arms of the Doomsday Hunter, and their classification has changed from sword enhancement to blood enhancement. Their rarity is unique.

Clearly, the disassembled Doomsday Hunter parts can exist as unique prosthetic bodies, enhanced with blood.

Of course, due to the unprecedented nature of the reward, once these parts are separated from Zhang Lang, even if someone else collects them, they cannot be assembled into a complete Doomsday Hunter, and Xiao Mo will be completely gone.

"Very good, very good!" The referee grinned, revealing gleaming front teeth. "I agree to the bet. Now, prepare for the match..."

"Wait!" Zhang Lang interrupted the referee, "My wager is both arms, and you only have a sword. That's not fair!"

The referee frowned: "So, what are you planning to do?"

Zhang Lang raised his finger and pointed to the longsword placed next to the white rainbow sword; it was the bet that Ning Chengyu lost to his opponent.

"If I win, I'll take both the sword and the knife!"

Upon hearing this, Ning Chengyu's eyes lit up slightly, then dimmed again.

The referee frowned, thought for a few seconds, and said, "Sold!"