Those who reincarnate must die.

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Zhang Lang stood high in the air, occasionally shifting his toes.

This wasn't treading on the moon in mid-air; he was simply treading on air as if walking on water.

Air resistance increases geometrically with increasing speed. Theoretically, if one's arms and legs move fast enough, it's possible to swim in the air. This is obviously a pipe dream for ordinary people, but for Zhang Lang, it's a piece of cake.

In fact, he could do this even before becoming a hero, but he hadn't thought of applying it before. After his attribute explosion, he could feel the air, which was even more viscous than water, with just a slight movement, and that's when he started practicing this technique.

Although its power and speed are far inferior to Void Stepping on the Moon, it has no cooling and is still very convenient in an atmospheric environment.

The Si tribe below were all focused on Fandigaluo and did not pay attention to Zhang Lang in the sky, which allowed him to observe the battle below with peace of mind.

The Si tribe consists of eighteen people, the strongest of whom is the one who appeared first, the one wielding a spear. But even he is far inferior to Vandigalo in strength. The eighteen Si tribe members are like eighteen cockroaches in front of the Great Demon King; they have managed to hold out until now thanks to their well-coordinated advances and retreats.

Such perfect teamwork suggests these guys are teammates from the same altar, and their overall strength is quite impressive.

Unfortunately, Vandegaro was already an extremely valuable super monster, and with his increased size and strength, ordinary hero teams were no match for him.

The Si tribe's battle heroes used every trick in the book, unleashing a barrage of skills and powerful weapons. The battle covered an area of ​​ten miles in radius, practically turning the surrounding land upside down.

Suffering from these attacks, Vandigalo was covered in wounds. With only one eye left, he looked at the Si tribe jumping around him, furious but helpless.

Little did they know that this Si tribe team, though seemingly without any injuries or casualties, was suffering even more than Vandigalo.

The battle lasted only a few minutes before their skills, ammunition, and supplies were almost depleted. Yet the giant monster was still standing and its movements were not significantly affected, indicating that it had only suffered minor injuries.

This battle consumed not only resources, but also energy!

The excellent formation did indeed prevent the Demon King from catching them, but the high-intensity movement that followed also caused their stamina to be consumed rapidly.

The combined magic can indeed neutralize Vandigarho's flames, but at the cost of accelerated depletion of magic power!

Facing a monster that could kill you instantly with a single blow, every step you take is like walking on thin ice. Such psychological burden and mental exhaustion cannot be ignored!

Not to mention the wear and tear on weapons and equipment, especially that huge mech that had been holding the line head-on, which had lost an arm and half a leg and could only barely put up a fight...

If this monster cannot be defeated within one minute, the Si tribe will inevitably suffer casualties!

Damn it, where did this monster come from? Is it a counterattack from the Shen tribe? Then why haven't we seen a single member of the Shen tribe? Besides, how did such a huge monster appear so silently? Summoning magic? What level of skill is that?

Amidst a series of question marks, the Si tribe's forces struggled to hold on, but this balance could not be maintained indefinitely. Finally, the massive mech could no longer withstand Vandigalo's heavy punches and collapsed completely!

The pilot immediately ejected and flew away, but was caught up by Vandigalo. The Great Demon King slapped his palms together with a "smack," as if swatting a mosquito, and delivered a devastating blow to the poor Si tribe.

The fall of the main tank was devastating to the team. This kill became the last straw that broke the camel's back. The Si tribe's formation began to collapse from this point. The giant Vandigaro spread out its four arms, like a mad dog that had broken free of its chains, and began to hunt down the other Si tribe members!

No one could withstand the Great Demon King's attack. In the blink of an eye, another member of the Si tribe was struck by Vandigaro's tail and instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist!

"Run! As many as you can escape!" roared the spear-armored Siren. "Find other strongholds and report the situation here!"

Seeing the Si tribe members scatter in a panic, Vandigalo was not about to give up. "You've been fighting me for so long, and now you think you can just run away when you can't win? You're not going to let me get away with this!"

The Great Demon King flapped its wings and soared into the sky, intending to use its speed advantage from its size to pursue them one by one.

But just then, an alarm sounded deep within Vandigalo's demonic soul.

The summoning time has come; he is about to disappear!

How could this be?

Watching the stink bugs scatter and flee, Vandigalo was both angry and annoyed. The alarm clock had already started its countdown, and there was no time to kill them one by one!

Anyway, my life is about to end, so before they get far, I might as well go all the way!

Vandigalo steeled his resolve, and a surge of fire element swept around his body, its concentration rapidly increasing!

"This is..." Several members of the Si clan who were proficient in magic sensed something was wrong and turned to look at the huge demon king, their eyes filled with horror!

"If this spell is used, an area within tens of kilometers will be turned into scorched earth... It's unstoppable, and there's no escape..."

Everything is over...

However, just as the Si tribe was in despair

The intense fire element suddenly deflated like a punctured balloon, collapsing and dissipating, transforming into a hot wind that swept across the land.

What happened?

The Si tribe members turned around in surprise and found that the huge demon king in mid-air was still in the posture of casting a spell, but a neat crack had split in the middle of his body, turning him into two even halves, and he was slowly falling.

"Dead?"

The Si tribe was shocked to see the two halves of the corpse vanish into nothingness before they even hit the ground, as if they had never existed.

"What on earth is going on...?"

Before the Si tribesmen could react, everything went black and they lost consciousness.

When they woke up again, they found themselves lying on the wasteland, with a tall Shen man standing in front of them.

"A reincarnated member of the Shen clan?" The Si clan members immediately prepared to retaliate, but the man's eyes merely narrowed, and they felt an invisible force pressing down on them, rendering them unable to move.

Both body and soul trembled...

"Hiss... Who are you?" The leader of the spear-armored Si tribesmen stuck out his tongue and asked warily.

"I ask, you answer!" Zhang Lang didn't answer the Si tribe's question, but instead asked himself, "What's your name? Which altar do you belong to?"

Sensing the overwhelming power of the other side, the Si tribe could only honestly answer, "We are from the seventeenth altar, and I am the altar master, named Slessi."

Zhang Lang nodded: "How many strongholds do you have in this world right now? And which altar are they?"

"I can't tell you that!" Slessi refused decisively.

brush!

As he finished speaking, the snake head of one of his fellow Si tribesmen flew off, blood splattering everywhere...