Those who reincarnate must die.

"Bang!"

A deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth; the terrifying force even caused the earth to tremble.

The captain, who faced the force head-on, was sent flying, tumbling several times in mid-air before crashing into a boulder and coming to a stop.

As the gravel and pebbles fell in a flurry, the captain walked back to the berserker.

This was the captain's third strike, and he still hadn't won a single round.

"You're really persistent," the berserker chuckled. "That last attack used five-tenths of my strength; that was your limit, wasn't it? I'll use six-tenths next time. Are you sure you want to keep playing around?"

The captain took a deep breath and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Continue!"

"This can't go on!" Other soldiers rushed forward to dissuade them, and one pikeman even raised his short-handled hammer and questioned the berserker, "This is too unusual. Even if we're unlucky, we can't go five games in a row without winning, can we? You know, the captain rolled a six last time. How is it such a coincidence that you also rolled a six, resulting in a tie?"

"Yes, we suspect there's something wrong with the dice!" the other soldiers chimed in.

"You think there's a problem?" the berserker chuckled. "You can check it yourselves." With that, he tossed both dice to the humans.

The soldiers held the dice, examining them from left to right, but couldn't detect anything unusual. Finally, they could only insist, "No matter what, you can't use your dice anymore, use ours!"

As he spoke, a crossbowman took two dice out of his pocket and handed them over.

"Sure, I have no objection!" The berserker was quite agreeable, but as he took the dice, he pinched them between his thick fingers and grumbled, "Your human gadgets are too small, not very convenient."

Soon, the sixth round of the game began, and both sides rolled their dice.

For humans, it's four o'clock, while for demons... it's six o'clock!

We lost again!

Humanity was plunged into despair, and even the captain gasped.

As for the demons, they cheered in unison.

"Six-tenths of your strength! Six-tenths of your strength! Six-tenths of your strength!"

"Ready? Human!" The berserker raised his machete and looked down with a sneer.

The captain stretched his joints and raised his greatsword: "Come on!"

"Captain, we can't accept any more!" The other soldiers tried to dissuade him, but the Berserker chuckled and said, "You can refuse, but you'll have to undergo an inspection."

"Captain, conserve your strength, let's fight them!"

"Yes, we're not afraid to die!"

"Quiet down!" the captain snapped, stopping everyone. "As long as there's a sliver of hope, I'm going to keep gambling!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the pastor beside him, who hadn't said a word since he'd given him the package.

The captain approached the berserker: "Come on."

"Good! I admire your courage!" The berserker raised his greatsword: "This strike is six-tenths of my strength!"

After saying that, the huge cleaver crashed down like a meteorite from outer space with immense power. The captain also pushed his armor to its maximum power, his joints moving rapidly, and his greatsword spewing out magical flames as he met the attack with all his might!

boom!

The clash caused the ground beneath the feet of the man and the demon to collapse, sending sand and gravel flying. The massive shockwave forced everyone and the demons around them to retreat.

After everything had settled down, the enormous berserker was still standing in the same spot, while the captain, leaning on his greatsword, was kneeling on the ground, coughing violently.

With each cough, a trickle of crimson blood seeped from the gaps in the armor...

"You're still alive?" The berserker's tone was filled with surprise. "But you're probably nearing your limit too, aren't you?"

"No..." The captain propped himself up: "Continue!"

The other soldiers shouted and tried to stop them, but the captain stopped them, saying, "I'll continue!"

"I admire your courage!" The berserker clapped his enormous hand. "It's almost too much for me to bear... Won't your priest come and heal you?"

The other soldiers realized what was happening and tried to call for the priest, but he remained unmoved. The captain turned back and shouted anxiously, "I'm fine, don't disturb the priest!"

"Disturbing you?" The Berserker chuckled. "Looks like your priest is doing something very important... like teleporting the contents of the package back to Griffin City?"

Upon hearing this, the captain's eyes widened immediately.

"Looks like I guessed right!" the berserker chuckled. "But too bad, your plan is going to fail!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the priest suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, collapsed to the ground, and the bundle on his back rolled off.

"Priest!" The captain, despite his injuries, ran over and helped the priest up. The priest, coughing up blood, said, "These demons sealed off space. My spatial magic doesn't work..."

Spatial magic is extremely mana-intensive, especially for teleporting items over such a long distance. For a priest of his skill level, casting it would require risking mana depletion, shortening his lifespan, or even sudden death. This was a desperate measure, a plan devised between the captain and the priest through mutual understanding and unspoken communication after realizing escape was impossible.

Everyone knows that a cunning devil wouldn't sign a fair contract; there's definitely something wrong with the betting. The reason he foolishly keeps playing round after round is simply to buy time.

But he didn't expect that the demon would see through his plan, so there was no point in him taking blow after blow...

"How about it? Brave human? Want to continue?" the enormous berserk demon asked with a laugh, its tone full of sarcasm.

Just as all of humanity was plunged into despair, a voice suddenly came from not far away:

"Of course we should continue!"

The sound came abruptly, and all the humans and demons looked in the direction it came from, and saw a tall, thin man walking over.

"Human?" The berserk demon raised an eyebrow suspiciously. "And not wearing mechanical armor? Who are you?"

"My name is Ye Peng, I'm just passing by!" Ye Peng introduced himself and slowly walked into the circle of people. "I just happened to see something fun happening over here, so I thought I'd join in."

"Run!" the captain shouted. "These are demons, extremely dangerous! Get out of here!"

"Oh, I think they're pretty friendly..." Ye Peng chuckled. "They even played games with you guys. I love rolling dice the most."

"So, you want to join the betting too?" The berserker looked at the man before it, and for some reason, it sensed a dangerous aura emanating from this almost unarmed fellow...

"It wasn't me, it was us!" Ye Peng chuckled. "My companions are all nearby, they'll be here soon!"

"Would you like to play a round first?" The Berserker waved his hand, sending a die into Ye Peng's hand.

"No, no, no..." Ye Peng waved his hand and said, "I can't catch your knife, but my friend can."

"And what about your friends?" The Berserker raised an eyebrow.

"He was a bit busy before," Ye Peng said with a smile, glancing at the time. "But I've already notified him, he should be arriving soon..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange magical fluctuation suddenly came from not far away, and disappeared in a moment.

"Spatial magic..." The fallen priest's eyes widened. "Someone nearby used spatial magic..."

"Stop talking, take a rest..." the other soldiers urged, while the berserker demon looked in the direction from which the fluctuations came.

From there, a man and a woman slowly walked out. The woman was beautiful and charming, with lingering magical fluctuations on her body, suggesting that the powerful spatial magic was her doing. As for the man, he was tall and strong, with a steady gait, and should normally be considered a master... but for some reason, he gave off an extremely calm, even somewhat unremarkable, feeling.

"I heard there's a gambling den here?" Upon approaching, the man spoke first. "Can I join you?"

"Okay!" The berserker squinted at the man. "But before joining the game, you should introduce yourself."

"I am a human." The man looked into the berserker's eyes. "You can also call me the Hunter."