Those who reincarnate must die.

With the permission of the mysterious Grand Duke Griffin, Griffin City finally opened its gates to the reincarnators.

In Zhang Lang's view, the translucent light blue barrier suddenly cracked open, revealing a five-meter-high semi-circular gap. Then, guided by the armored knights inside the gate, the reincarnators passed through the protective shield and the city gate, officially entering Griffin City.

This is a magical city. The architecture has a distinct medieval style, but the builders have also incorporated various industrial facilities, such as huge steel pipes, towering chimneys, and rotating gears.

Although the pedestrians on the street were dressed simply, the clothes were well-tailored and made of good fabric. Moreover, judging from their complexions and figures, they were not lacking in nutrition. It would be impossible to maintain such a state in the apocalypse without a powerful industry.

Besides these industrial elements, the city is also filled with various intricate and gorgeous patterns. These patterns are brightly colored and even have a shimmering light, so they are obviously not just simple designs.

"It's magic!" Apart from Zhang Lang, Yue Xinyi had the best intuition in the group. He whispered, "The city is filled with the strong scent of magic."

"A worldview that combines industry and magic, huh..." Thunder analyzed, "It has elements from both the technological and mystical sides, and correspondingly, whether it's technological weapons or magical weapons, the natives here can find ways to deal with them."

"This is good news for us." Old Mo rubbed his hands together. "The indigenous people are well-rounded; the stronger their survival skills, the greater our chances of completing the mission!"

As he spoke, he secretly dropped a seed.

"I just don't know how Duke Griffin knew we were coming?" Ye Peng stroked his chin. "Could he have installed surveillance cameras at the city gate?"

"Even if they install surveillance cameras, they still can't trust us, can they?" Lu Ren said. "Since magic exists in this world, maybe there are also ghosts and gods. Could it be something like divination or prophecy?"

"I don't know about gods," Matsumoto Fumino said timidly. "At least I haven't seen a single ghost..."

"Stop guessing, we'll know when we get there!" Mia, who didn't like to think, interrupted the discussion impatiently.

Although Griffin City is magnificent, it does not cover a particularly large area. Soon, the group arrived at the town center, in front of a tall and magnificent palace.

This is the Griffin family mansion, where the mysterious Griffin Duke is waiting for them.

"Captain Jesta, thank you for your hard work." The captain of the guards at the palace gate was wearing golden mechanical armor and holding a long-handled giant axe. The silver-gray axe surface was decorated with mysterious magic patterns drawn on it with golden mysterious metal. The whole set of equipment looked a level higher than Jesta's and the bald captain's.

"This little bit of hardship is nothing compared to completing His Excellency the Duke's mission." With that, Jesta pulled the package behind him, revealing the safe inside.

"Very good!" The captain of the guard nodded approvingly and waved his hand. A guard came over and took the safe from Jesta.

"His Grace the Duke will be meeting with these distinguished guests first. Jesta, take your team to heal and repair their equipment. His Grace the Duke will reward you afterward."

As he spoke, he pulled out a metal plate with a griffin pattern and handed it over: "Take this, and your entire bill at the Remaining Life Bar tonight is on the house."

"oh!"

"marvelous!"

"Let's drink to our hearts' content tonight!"

Apart from the pastor, the team members were overjoyed. Jesta accepted the metal plaque, thanked everyone profusely, and led the team away.

After watching Jesta's party leave, the captain of the guards saluted the reincarnators and said, "Distinguished guests, my name is Sodel, a knight of the Griffin family. For the Duke's safety, please disarm before you enter the palace."

After a moment's hesitation, the group looked at the altar master.

Zhang Lang didn't care and handed over the Hunter God and Tiger Roar weapons to the guards beside him. Seeing this, the others also removed any visible weapons from their bodies.

Of course, as reincarnators, weapons are only one part of their strength. Moreover, not all the dangerous items they carry look like weapons.

After being disarmed, the group entered the palace and, led by Soder, arrived at the entrance to the reception room.

"His Excellency the Duke is waiting for you inside." After saying this, the captain of the guard bowed slightly and took a step back.

Zhang Lang pushed open the magnificent door. The reception room was spacious, filled with the mixed scents of spices and wood. Directly opposite the door was a large table, and behind the table stood a tall, slender figure dressed in purple aristocratic attire, with a cascade of golden hair flowing down his back.

"A woman?" This was somewhat unexpected for Zhang Lang.

"Surprised?" The Duchess turned around, revealing a bright smile. "We meet again. Should I call you Hunter, or Lord Twelfth?"

"Is it you?"

Zhang Lang frowned. He had seen the Duchess before. In the previous mission of the demon invasion, a total of four Shen clan altars participated in the mission. One of them was the thirteenth altar, whose master was named Diana, a female dragon knight.

During that mission, Zhang Lang did indeed have contact with Diana, but due to the reset ability of the moon's mysterious power, Diana should have forgotten their meeting. She said they met again? Does she mean during the hero selection? Zhang Lang didn't seem to have any particularly outstanding performance that time, but did he still leave a deep impression on her?

Little did Zhang Lang know that during the Hell's Gate mission, the scene of him brutally killing Rowe was broadcast live by Jennifer at the Fourth Altar. The shock that scene brought to Diana was beyond words, and she would probably never forget it for the rest of her life.

"It's an honor that you actually remember me." Diana smiled and nodded, then looked at Old Mo behind Zhang Lang: "How come you've finally taken off the burden of acting altar master? You seem much more relaxed now."

"Oh, not at all..." Old Mo scratched his head sheepishly. "I wasn't cut out for this anyway... But you, I'd heard before that the altar masters of the Thirteen Altars were natives of the mission world, but I never imagined it would be... this kind of world?"

"A world on the verge of extinction needs heroes all the more." Diana straightened her back, revealing her family crest, and solemnly declared, "Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Diana Griffin, the lord of Griffin City, the thirty-second head of the Griffin family, and currently the only surviving member of the Griffin family!"

At this point, she sighed, "If I hadn't entered the altar and become a hero, I would have perished along with my entire family at the hands of otherworldly monsters a few years ago. This Griffin City, and the last humans in this world, would probably have been wiped out long ago..."