Failing to counterattack when assaulted and instead remaining fixated on a specific target indicated that one of its behavioral logics held absolute priority.
The clues in Black Tower's mind began to connect rapidly, and a general hypothesis formed in her heart.
Now, only the final verification phase remained.
"Mr. Creditor, quick, find Green before the death god does. This time, don't let Green out of our sight. We need to watch her being hunted from a third-person perspective, even her death."
Qi Zhimu had no objections; the feeling of attacking one-sidedly without receiving any feedback felt dull to him.
He accelerated through the air, racing toward Green's location like a bolt of lightning.
Soon, they appeared in her vicinity.
Green was hiding inside a park with quite impressive greenery.
Dense canopies blocked the moonlight, casting the surrounding bushes into deep, quiet shadows.
Green huddled behind a massive decorative rock, not even daring to breathe too loudly.
She had no idea she was being watched by two different parties, harboring the faint hope that if she just hid well enough, she might survive.
After a moment, she began to move again.
Qi Zhimu and Black Tower trailed silently above Green.
In less than ten minutes, Black Tower was the first to notice three figures approaching from different entrances of the park.
Although the night was deep and their features were unclear, their precise direction of travel made it obvious—they were definitely death god incarnations.
They had a clear target and performed no unnecessary searching.
Finally, at a corner deep within the park, the death god incarnation in the form of Xi Manning discovered Green, and its figure immediately turned into a blurred afterimage.
Green sensed a faint breeze, and as she turned her head, she came face-to-face with a distorted visage filled with the aura of death.
That face was almost pressed against the tip of her nose.
Green let out a piercing scream of terror, which was also the last trace she would leave in this world.
The death god incarnation's arm pierced through Green's chest without resistance, ripping out her heart.
Blood spurted out, staining the surrounding grass red; the scene was extremely bloody.
Seeing this, Qi Zhimu's palm began to gather power for an attack.
Black Tower had previously speculated that the death god might determine the order of the hunt based on the number of missions an executor had completed.
He acted like he didn't care on the surface, but in reality, he was on high alert.
Since everyone else was dead, the death god's next target could only be Black Tower.
Anyone wanting to get close to Black Tower would have to be prepared to be reduced to ashes by magic.
But never would they have expected the scene that followed, which left both people in the air stunned.
They saw the death god incarnation that killed Green slowly bend over, fumbling for a moment on the cooling corpse before withdrawing its hand from her pocket, holding something in its palm.
It was a device—precisely the same model of communication phone issued by the mission.
Clutching the phone, the death god incarnation stared intently at the screen, its cold words reaching Qi Zhimu and Black Tower's ears from afar.
"The last one... found it..."
As the words fell, the death god incarnation in Xi Manning's form, along with the other two, all dissipated into smoke.
Even the corpse and the bloody traces on the ground vanished in an instant.
A notification flashed in Black Tower's mind, indicating the mission was complete and she had successfully survived.
After a brief moment of daze, she gradually understood everything.
Even though the common communication tool for people in Fog City was the mobile phone—almost everyone had one.
At first, Black Tower thought the mission was being considerate, knowing she didn't have a phone and thus issuing one specifically.
Thinking back now, that wasn't the case at all.
The phones given to the eight executors were all trackers used to provide coordinates for the death god incarnations after the mission phase ended!
No wonder they only had communication functions and thoughtfully provided the contact information for everyone except oneself.
No wonder the contact list only showed executor numbers and only allowed for nickname modifications.
The fundamental reason was to prevent executors from learning the actual numbers and switching to using their own phones for communication.
If a phone was lost during an escape, they wouldn't be able to contact teammates, thereby amplifying the importance of the mission phone.
Before the mission started, there were no hints regarding the phones.
Only after the mission ended and before the death god began the hunt for the executors was an extremely subtle and obscure trap hidden.
It was hard for anyone with a normal thought process to think in that direction.
The prompt explicitly mentioned that the death god incarnations would lock onto the coordinates of the mission executors to begin the hunt, but it didn't say how they were locked.
But as long as one checked the phone's status bar, they could discover a terrifying detail—
Beside the signal bar, there was a GPS positioning icon.
Analyzing with hindsight, the death god's restrictions were already quite significant; before finding a mission executor, its abilities were identical to the target that died during the mission.
If terrifying methods like teleportation, flight, or phasing through walls were allowed, everyone would probably be dead in less than three minutes.
As long as one dared to deduce that the death god conducted the hunt via phone positioning, the way to escape the death god was—to throw away the phone.
It was that simple.
Based on her previous close contact with the death god incarnation, and even Qi Zhimu attacking it without triggering any counterattack logic, Black Tower was certain the death god incarnation had another restriction.
Whoever had the phone was the target.
But the problem was, her phone had been destroyed by the impatient Mr. Creditor and thrown away who knows where.
In other words...
Before the death god even began hunting the executors, she had already passed the final hurdle.
"Bad eyesight doesn't mean I have bad luck."
Recalling a sentence Qi Zhimu had once said to her, Black Tower now deeply agreed with it.
Mr. Creditor hadn't lied.
His luck was truly, incredibly good—good enough to affect the fate of those around him.
"Mr. Creditor..."
"What?"
"It's so good to have met you."
Ever since meeting him, from the Life-taking Mirror Shadow until now, she had been protected so thoroughly that she never faced a life-threatening crisis.
As long as she was by his side, every difficulty in the Labyrinth Zone became smooth sailing.
Especially in this world modeled after Fog City, she felt a profound sense of peace.
Aside from his poor eyesight and inability to see things too far away, Qi Zhimu seemed capable of everything.
Or rather... everything she needed, Qi Zhimu could provide.
It was almost as if... as if he were born just for her.
"Hmph, I'll take that as a compliment."
Hit by such a sudden and direct comment from the girl in his arms, Qi Zhimu felt strange inside and could only snort coldly while turning his head away.
However, the slight curve of his lips still revealed his true feelings at that moment.
It was just that Black Tower couldn't see it.
The breeze rose again, once more bringing the fragrance of purple lilies from the girl.
"Mhm, I am complimenting you," Black Tower said in a serious tone.
"Alright, enough with the mushy stuff. I don't buy it. You're talking so casually—the mission is complete, right?"
"It's complete."
Black Tower rested her small hand on the arm around her waist and looked up at the silver orb hanging high in the sky.
"The moon is truly beautiful..."