Those who reincarnate must die.

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"I'm afraid it's already too late..."

Seeing the others' confusion, Okalis sighed. Cobra, who was nearby, was the first to react: "That shockwave...it came from here?"

Okalis nodded, and the cobra flicked its tongue: "The shockwave travels at about three to four thousand meters per second across the land, and even slower over the ocean. The shockwave we felt from four thousand kilometers away probably originated twenty minutes ago."

"Twenty minutes ago?" The members of the Si tribe were shocked. "Doesn't that mean it was about the same time they lost contact with Altar No. 27?"

"So, Altar Number Seven should have already been destroyed as well..." Okalis turned to look west.

"Not necessarily! Altar number seventeen was the first to lose contact, and there's a significant time difference between it and the other altars. Perhaps altar number seven can still be saved!"

Okalis shook his head: "If Altar Seventeen had also been attacked in this way, those sacrifices wouldn't have had a chance to escape! I reckon the Shen Clan didn't want to use such a powerful weapon, so they attacked Altar Seventeen first to test the waters. They found conventional methods too difficult to overcome, so they went all in and detonated the other altars simultaneously!"

"This is just speculation..." Cobra looked at Okalis: "Vice Altar Master, if the Seventh Altar still survives, we are now their only reinforcements!"

"The only reinforcement? Wait, I almost forgot, there's also Altar Number Nine!"

Stunned by the massive crater, Okalis almost forgot that there were two teams in this world. He immediately took out his badge and tried to contact the Ninth Altar.

The communication range of the badges is very limited. Although the range increases at the Hero level, it is still not enough to support communication across thousands of kilometers. However, before coming to this world, the Sixth Altar contributed an enhancement that allows real-time communication regardless of distance. It was bound to the badges of Okalis and the Ninth Altar Master Kassien, making it easier for them to communicate.

Soon, Okalis received a response from the Ninth Altar.

"Okalis? What's the situation over there? Have you found the people at Altar Twenty-Seven? Have you seen the Shen Clan?"

"Found it?" Okalis scoffed. "Forget the people, the earth's gone too. As far as the eye can see, there's a huge, smoking crater, tens of kilometers in diameter... Even a thermonuclear bomb wouldn't have this kind of power! Caesar, what's the situation on your end?"

"Is it that serious?" A surprised voice came from the other end of the communicator. "I thought things were bad enough on my end, but it sounds like things are much better off than yours..."

"The stronghold here must have been burned by the high temperature. As far as the eye can see, it's all charred black. Many of the insect nests show signs of melting, but at least you can still tell what the original nest cluster looked like. The central main nest is the most damaged, and you can clearly see signs of a fight... Moreover, I found the corpse of the Seventeenth Altar."

"A corpse?" Okalis's eyes widened in surprise. "What did it look like?"

"Including Slessi, all eighteen of them were together..." Caesar sighed, "They were all beheaded..."

"Decapitation? And signs of a struggle?"

“That’s right!” Cassandra continued, “And the scene was strange. The bodies were arranged neatly, and they were far from any signs of a struggle. I deduce that they were captured alive and executed after a fierce battle!”

"Captured alive?" The heroes of Altar Number One exchanged bewildered glances. Being killed by a weapon of mass destruction was understandable, but being captured alive was something few could believe...

However, this at least indicates that a powerful Shen tribe force is active near the location of Altar No. 9!

On one side was Altar No. 7, which might have already been bombed by a powerful weapon; on the other side was Altar No. 9, which faced the mysterious Shen Clan team. After a moment's thought, Okalis made a decision.

"Kasien, the Shen Clan might use level five weapons. Don't act rashly. I'm coming to find you now." Okalis took out his teleportation staff. "Since the Shen Clan has captured Slessi and the others, let's capture a Shen Clan altar too and see what they're up to!"

Leaving aside how the Si Clan's No. 1 and No. 9 altars will converge for the time being, on the other hand, Zhang Lang has already arrived at that isolated continent overseas and found the stronghold where the No. 7 altar is located.

After learning the news from Altar No. 17, Zhang Lang destroyed Altars No. 27 and No. 22. He didn't even meet the reincarnators of those two altars; he simply found the spot and casually threw a punch to end the matter.

However, when facing the seventh altar, he did not intend to continue with such a simple and crude approach.

Unaware that the Si Clan had already sent Altars No. 1 and No. 9 to this world, Zhang Lang believed that Altar No. 7 was the Si Clan's last and highest-ranking altar in this world. Before killing them, Zhang Lang wanted to extract some useful information.

Looking at the massive insect colony before him, Zhang Lang unleashed a speed imperceptible to the insects, silently infiltrating it and finding the largest nest.

"There are 158,722 insects and 43 Si clan members inside..." After listening outside for a while, Zhang Lang grasped the entire structure and movement of the nest. Then he lowered his head slightly, looked down to find a direction, lifted his body slightly into the air, and then performed a Void Moon Step!

boom!!!

Like a bullet piercing through stacked cardboard boxes, Zhang Lang burrowed into the earth at unparalleled speed, piercing straight through the rock walls of the insect nest and instantly reaching its core!

Here, more than twenty sacrificial offerings are evolving within a giant egg sac, with five hero-level Si clan members guarding the side.

The sudden appearance of Zhang Lang caught even the heroes off guard, but their exceptional combat skills allowed these powerful members of the Si clan to immediately launch an attack. However, before their bullets could hit their targets, Zhang Lang had already appeared behind them and subdued all five in an instant.

The method of subduing them was simple and brutal: their limbs and tails were cut off, turning them into five large fleshy worms that could only lie on the ground writhing and rolling.

As for the more than twenty egg sacs, they were punctured one by one in an instant, and the shattered sacrificial offerings of the Si tribe inside flowed out along with the culture fluid, scattering all over the ground...

"I'll ask the questions, and you'll have to answer them quickly." Zhang Lang drew his Tiger Roar sword. "Each question will be fired randomly, and whoever answers first won't get shot."

"Damn Shen tribe!" a Si tribesman cursed. "Do you think we'll submit? The noble Si tribe will never compromise with you hairless monkeys! We will definitely..."

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the head of the Si clan member exploded.

"Wrong answer." Zhang Lang blew on the muzzle of his gun. "Now, let's begin the formal questioning."