Those who reincarnate must die.

Outside the collapsed mountain where Stargate No. 4 is located, the human army has formed an encirclement, occupied advantageous terrain, and built simple defensive fortifications.

At the very front of the defensive line stood the heroes of Altar Thirteen, their weapons mounted.

Where their guns were pointed, countless demon corpses lay scattered about, emitting a foul odor and attracting swarms of mosquitoes and flies. The purplish-red bloodstains on the ground had already begun to congeal.

Clearly, these demons have been dead for some time.

In fact, in the early stages of the Hell invasion, all sorts of demons kept emerging from the Stargate, and it took the Reincarnators and the army a fierce battle to kill them.

Soon, the Reincarnators noticed that these invading demons were becoming more numerous and stronger.

Later on, massive numbers of demons poured out of the stargate like madmen, charging forward while shouting incomprehensible slogans—whether commands or morale-boosting war songs, it was unclear…

The surging demonic tide terrified many experienced reincarnators, even reminding them of the zombie hordes in the zombie world... no, even worse than zombie hordes!

Amidst the frenzied slaughter, the reincarnators couldn't help but admire the demons' unwavering fighting spirit, a spirit worthy of death.

Fortunately, this ferocious demonic tide consisted mainly of ordinary demons, with occasional glimpses of large, high-level demons and elite demons. However, not a single Titan troll, the super monster worth 5,000 points mentioned in the mission, appeared!

This is precisely why the army and the reincarnators were able to hold out for several hours under such a fierce attack.

Conversely, the Titan trolls also became a sword hanging over the heads of the reincarnators.

The Reincarnators are already struggling against ordinary demons; how will they possibly withstand the Titan trolls when they actually appear?

Just when they thought they would eventually be unable to resist and were gradually falling into despair, even starting to consider abandoning the mission, the demon's offensive suddenly stopped.

Yes, the freshest demon corpses on the field right now are over two hours old.

During the time the demons stopped attacking, the army and the reincarnators worked hard to strengthen the defenses, rescue the wounded, and gather weapons... But when everything was ready, the stargate still did not move.

In an attempt to probe the situation, the military sent mechanical soldiers through the stargate, but none of them returned. Furthermore, communication between the two worlds was impossible, so no one knew what was happening on the other side of the stargate.

The army dared not enter the stargate rashly, and the reincarnators were even more cautious. Who knew if it was a trap set by the demons? According to the description on the altar, this was an extremely difficult mission. Any unusual quiet must be hiding a conspiracy!

As the master of Altar Thirteen, Diana held a golden spear and stood beside her dragon mount, her beautiful eyes fixed intently on the tranquil stargate.

Suddenly, the badge sent a notification, startling Diana who was completely focused. She picked it up and saw that it belonged to Saman, the master of Altar Number Nine.

As long as they are in the same world, Saman's emblem communication can establish contact with others regardless of distance and without delay; this is a unique level 2 fire enhancement he obtained. Because of this ability, he often acts as a liaison in missions involving multiple altars.

"Feed? Diana." Saman's aged voice came from the other end of the communicator: "What's the situation on your end? Still no word?"

"The fact that you're asking this means you haven't made much progress on your end either, right?" Diana checked the time. "There's still over an hour until the mission ends. I don't think the altar will let us wait for it to end easily."

"By the way, what about altar number four? Didn't you ask about it?"

"Lowe?" The old shaman snorted coldly. "If I could, I really wouldn't want to deal with him... Oh well, let's bring him into the conversation..."

As they were talking, Luo Wei's avatar appeared in their chat channel, but it was gray and still flickering slightly.

This means the call was made, but Rowe didn't answer.

"What's Rowe doing?" Samantha muttered. Seeing that Rowe didn't answer for a while, he hung up the communication and instead contacted the others at Altar Number Four.

Soon after, a beautiful woman's profile picture joined the chat channel.

Her name is Jennifer, and she is one of the key members of Altar Four, with a bounty of 17,800 points.

"Jennifer, why isn't Rowe answering the phone? Is something happening on your end? Are there still demons coming out of the stargate?"

"This... Lord Rowe can no longer receive communications..." Jennifer's voice trembled slightly, as if she was in fear.

Diana sensed something was wrong and asked, "What happened?"

"This..." Jennifer's voice was hesitant. At this moment, a man's urging voice came from the other end of the communication channel.

"Don't just stand there, continue!"

"Okay...okay!"

Jennifer quickly agreed and then hung up the call.

Saman and Diana were both stunned. Then, Saman, who didn't believe it, dialed the communication of another person at Altar Number Four.

This time, the one joining in is a middle-aged man wearing glasses. His name is Ryuji Domoto, and the bounty is 8,000.

"Domoto, what exactly is going on over there?"

"This..." Domoto was usually arrogant and domineering, but this time, for some reason, his voice was hesitant and uneasy. After stammering a few times, he said, "Saman, your communication capabilities include video, right? Why don't you two watch it yourselves?"

Saman frowned, switched the video mode, and soon the image from Altar No. 4 came through.

The first thing that catches the eye is the massive volcano, half of which has collapsed, along with the corpses of demons scattered across the mountain, and the mountainside and land stained purple.

Immediately afterwards, as the camera trembled and moved, a tall man appeared in the frame.

Diana and Saman also knew this person. He was the guy who voluntarily surrendered in the recent hero selection and was later chosen by the Twelve Altars. I remember his name was Hunter.

Why was he at Altar Number Four?

Just as they were wondering, Diana and Saman suddenly noticed that there was a long spear stuck in the ground opposite the hunter, with a... no, half a person stuck on the tip of the spear.

This person's hands were severed at the shoulders, and he had also been cut off below the waist. However, probably due to his powerful attributes, the wounds had stopped bleeding, but he still looked extremely miserable.

The two altar masters were even more shocked when they saw the face of the half-human figure.

"Lowe?"

That's right, this pitiful wretch is none other than Luo Wei, the number one wanted criminal of the Shen Clan and the master of the fourth altar!

This scene shocked Diana and Samantha beyond words. How could Rowe have become like this? It seems that the hunter did it? How could this be?

Moreover, the surrounding area was filled with heroes from Altar No. 4. Even if Rowe was defeated, how could they stand by and watch their altar master suffer such humiliation?

Although the group at Altar No. 4 consists of a group of vicious bounty criminals, they are still comrades-in-arms in the same team. To survive in the perilous battlefield of the plane, unity is essential!

The only possibility that the others at Altar No. 4 would stand idly by while the altar master suffered such a tragic fate is that they were too afraid to do anything about it!

But how could that be? That's the fourth-ranked altar, the ace team of the Shen clan!

Just as the two forum leaders were in shock, the hunter spoke up: "Still unwilling to cooperate?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and another piece of flesh flew off Luo Wei's body, causing him to grit his teeth and gasp in pain.

"Continue!" the hunter said. Jennifer stepped forward shakily, her eyes flashing with blue light, and beams of mental energy pierced towards Rowe.