After the meeting, Bai Liu stayed to discuss with Wang Shun.

"I investigated the players who died at the hands of Xiao Chou and the Executioner in the previous games." Wang Shun opened the system panel and handed it to Bai Liu. "It can be seen that Xiao Chou's killings in the game were completely random, but the Executioner would control him, so in the end, the players Xiao Chou actually killed were not those Xiao Chou wanted to kill, but those who the Executioner wanted to kill."

"To put it simply, Xiao Chou is the executioner's killer." Bai Liu summarized it succinctly. He seemed to be thinking about something. "But it's a bit strange. The executioner's own skills are not weak. He can even ignore the golden medal of immunity from death. Why does he use Xiao Chou's hand to kill people?"

"Well, I also think this is a bit strange." Wang Shun sighed, "Besides that, there is another strange point. I investigated the players who died at their hands and found that these players were more or less involved in the heretical smuggling incidents."

Bai Liu raised an eyebrow; "Oh?"

"For example, the Kabbalah Guild's roaming was shot dead by Xiao Chou in the last game." Wang Shun opened the system panel, pointed at the man on it and said, "Do you still remember this thing called [Blood Ganoderma]? It's a heretic that a group of investors used to grab children's blood to prolong their lives."

"This Youzou is a thug hired by one of the investors to be his bodyguard."

"Aren't all those investors locked up?" Bai Liu asked.

"Yes." Wang Shun nodded, "But not all the people around them were imprisoned, and some of them were players who could use various props to cover and escape."

Bai Liu seemed to understand something: "So the executioner took action and punished them in the game."

"And what you said about why the executioner had to rely on Xiao Chou's hand to execute people was actually not the case before." Wang Shun slid the panel to the next page. "When Ni Shen was still in Deer Hunter, the main attacker was the executioner himself. This team generally did not kill people. Even if the executioner used the skill [Sinner Well], he would release the imprisoned players before the game ended."

"But after Nishen left the Deer Hunter, the Executioner took over the position of tactician himself, and he handed over the task of main attacker to the newcomer Xiao Chou."

Wang Shun took a deep breath: "Then something changed."

Bai Liu looked at the densely packed, grayed-out player photos on the panel and squinted his eyes: "He's started killing people."

Community psychological counseling room.

Lu Yizhan took off half of his clothes, revealing his right shoulder, on which was a wound caused by Daniel's bullet that had not yet healed. Liao Ke, wearing rubber gloves, changed the bandage on Lu Yizhan's wound and disinfected the wound that would never heal in vain. Then he pressed some cotton, wrapped it with a bandage, and sighed.

"This wound won't heal." After changing, Liao Ke patted Lu Yizhan's shoulder and said, "Get up!"

Lu Yizhan was startled by his photo. He bared his teeth and shouted in a stern voice: "Lao Liao, what are you taking photos of?"

"Does it still hurt?" Liao Ke laughed. "I thought you had the courage to block Daniel's soul-crushing gun. You were brave enough to have your bones scraped and your wounds healed. How could you still cry out in pain?"

Lu Yizhan frowned: "You are still making fun of me at this time."

"Let's go to the gambler's game and face Charles, that old fox." Liao Ke took off his gloves and threw them into the medical trash can, then pressed the anti-death disinfectant twice and wiped his hands. "How do you decide on the tactics?"

"Charles will probably fake the game. He will counterattack and chase us madly to increase their winning rate, and then give up the game and surrender when their winning rate is the highest. He should suppress us on all fronts at that moment." Lu Yizhan put on his clothes, buttoned up, and his expression calmed down. "If he wants to act, we will play along to the end."

"That means this match is not difficult to win." Liao Ke nodded in understanding, and suddenly changed the subject, "I don't know what's going on. What can you do?"

Lu Yizhan stopped buttoning the last button, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"...You two haven't reconciled yet?" Liao Ke was a little surprised. "I thought you two had already talked about the previous matter when you asked me to ask Xiao Cen for help."

"It shouldn't be that serious, Lao Lu. You two have been the main and deputy team in more than 300 world lines before, and you have fought countless big and small fights. How come you two have been in a cold war for so long just because of such a small matter this time?"

"I never fought with him. He always beat me unilaterally and I never fought back, okay?" Lu Yizhan threw his hands helplessly.

"But you are really bad sometimes." Liao Ke nodded in agreement. "Originally you and Xiao Cen agreed to stay with the Deer Hunters to defend Bai Liu to win the league, but when the time came, you ran away and even gave your trump card to Bai Liu. How do you expect Xiao Cen to accept this?"

"If I were Xiao Cen, I would beat you up too!"

Lu Yizhan was silent for a moment and sighed: "So I also know that I was wrong. He hit me but I didn't fight back..."

"Usually Xiao Cen will let it go after he beats you up." Liao Ke asked in confusion, "Why this time..."

Lu Yizhan was silent for a longer time this time. He buttoned up the last button and said softly, "It touched his bottom line."

"We have different ideas and can't discuss this together."

Difference in ideas, just four simple words, and the superficial peace that he had spent more than 300 world lines trying to maintain fell apart at that moment. Cen Mingming stood outside the door, calmly holding a gun and said to him, if you do it again, I will still shoot.

It was like it happened again, Lu Yizhan still couldn't do anything to Bai Liu when he first met him.

For Lu Yizhan, things that have never been done are never done.

To Cen Mingming, what has been done has been done.

"Disagreement on ideas?" Liao Ke frowned. "Is it about Xiao Cen killing those people? You have always assigned tasks to Xiao Cen in this way before."

"His role is to be the executioner. He shoots and kills players who cross the line. This is exactly what he, a hunter who walks between the Bureau and the game, should do. You also let him do these things when you were in Deer Hunter. Why do you say that your ideologies are not in line with yours?"

"It's different." Lu Yizhan was silent for a long time and shook his head, "Because he no longer believes in the Judge."

"His execution lacked the element of trial, which I cannot accept."

The executioner who lost the [Judge] and the hunter who was abandoned by the [Prophet] became more and more extreme in his behavior. He began to judge and execute people according to his own opinions, but at least now he has not crossed the line yet, and those who are killed are indeed those who deserve to be killed.

But when will he cross that line and become the subject of trial and execution by the judge?

Liao Ke was stunned, and he also fell silent. After a long time, he spoke: "Do you want to judge him?"

"I hope that day won't come." Lu Yizhan raised his head, smiling, his eyes reddened, "I don't want to judge him."

"...If I had known this, I wouldn't have wanted to be a hunter."

Liao Ke sighed with a complicated look in his eyes.

It's really a bit ridiculous that the prophet said he knew it earlier.

But that's how Lu Yizhan is. The more he cares about someone, the closer it is to the last moment, the more he dares not to see the ending. In that skill, [Listen to God's Words], God has already written the ending for each of them. As long as Lu Yizhan predicts it, he can get a glimpse of it.

Lu Yizhan didn’t believe that ending, didn’t dare to see that ending, and was unwilling to accept that ending—

——He would rather fight to the last moment like an ordinary person who knows nothing, and then fall into God's end.

The Sinchmani family.

After Phoebe gained control of the guild and returned forcefully, her father disappeared—or it would be more accurate to say that he smelled something bad and ran away.

This man has always been arrogant and conceited. He believes he can accept life and death, and uses life and death to measure and examine everyone. But when it really comes to this moment, he is still cowardly. He is far less calm than the two children he raised.

Before leaving, the man was determined to leave Phoebe with some trouble. He left a will, transferring Phoebe's identity as heir to Daniel. What's more troublesome is that Daniel, who had disappeared for a long time, really came back, and he was about to turn 18.

Five days later, it will be Daniel's coming-of-age ceremony. According to the rules of the Sinchmani family, adult children can inherit, and he should become the new generation head of the family on his eighteenth birthday.

This is not such an easy thing, at least Phoebe, the powerful heiress, will not let go so easily.

She has already controlled most of the power of the Hinchimani family, and has the guild behind her. If Daniel wants to seize power by force, he must kill Phoebe, the Land Rover, to succeed in taking the position. But obviously, this is not an easy task.

The head of the family disappeared without a clear reason, leaving behind a letter about the replacement of the successor. The eldest son who had been missing for over a month suddenly returned, and his coming-of-age ceremony was approaching.

——The entire Sinchmani family was caught in an atmosphere of impending storm. The servants were trembling with fear as they lowered their heads to wipe the decorations. They could smell the gunpowder and blood that were about to explode in the air.

When everyone thought that Phoebe and Daniel would have a conflict before the coming-of-age ceremony, Phoebe Hinchmani, the current de facto ruler of the family, calmly approved the holding of the coming-of-age ceremony and invited a large number of distinguished guests, intending to hold this coming-of-age ceremony on a grand scale.

All those who were waiting for the fight were foolish.

Everyone in the Hinchmani family knows what Daniel's coming-of-age ceremony means, so they are increasingly confused about Phoebe's intentions - it must be said that Phoebe is even more unpredictable and moody than her father. No one can understand what she is thinking, which makes everyone more afraid of her.

Although she was only sixteen, no one thought Daniel could successfully take power from her.

Daniel's birthday will always be the anniversary of his death.

This may be a grand coming-of-age ceremony, or it may be a grand death anniversary ceremony.

Passing through the long dark corridor, looking down from the corner staircase on the second floor, one can see servants diligently cleaning the place, and all sorts of expensive decorations are being put up around the place. All of this is advance preparation for the ball five days later.

Phoebe rested one hand on the railing, her eyes lowered, her long curly golden hair falling from her shoulders, silently watching the person in front of her. Daniel leaned on the stairs, smilingly fiddling with a flower beside the stairs. Compared with Phoebe's dignified clothes, there was still unwashed paint on her face, and Daniel's attire seemed a little casual, with bloody footprints everywhere he walked.

"Hold a coming-of-age ceremony for me?" Daniel grinned. "You're really interested."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?"

The servants below were all silent, hunched over, pretending they could not hear anything.

Phoebe looked down at Daniel and said, "Are you really ready to betray me?"

"I have never been loyal to you." Daniel seemed to have heard a very funny joke, so he shrugged and laughed provocatively, "What about betrayal?"

Phoebe didn't answer.

Daniel looked away in boredom. He skipped past Phoebe, humming a tune, his tone full of twisted excitement: "The Godfather will be very happy if he can get this family."

Daniel left bloody footprints every time he jumped, which kept spreading into the depths of the corridor, until they reached a place where no light could find it.

Phoebe looked away, seeing the bloody footprints he had left on the ground, then glanced at the flowers with bloody fingerprints left by Daniel, and said calmly, "Change this bouquet of flowers."

When the servant came up to change the flowers, he was shocked: "This is the flower you and Mr. Daniel like most. How did you get caught like this?!"

"Replace it." Phoebe lowered her eyes. "Daniel doesn't like this flower now, so he will hurt it."

——Finally, it has come to this.

The next day, rental house.

A group of people gathered at Bai Liu's rental house to log into the game. Du Sanying sat beside them, hesitating to come forward. Seeing him like this, Mu Sicheng grabbed him and pressed Du Sanying's shoulders: "What's the matter? Why haven't you come out these few days?"

Du Sanying quickly retreated. He stuck to the wall in fear and shook his head wildly: "Don't come near me!"

"You're going to play a game soon, you'll be in trouble!"

Mu Sicheng didn't care and waved his hand: "No matter how unlucky you are, you can't be luckier than Bai Liu. He is our tactician. Why should I care about your bad luck?"

Bai Liu: “…Indeed.”

"Why have you been avoiding us lately?" Mu Sicheng asked in confusion. "Yesterday I asked you to come out for dinner, but I couldn't find you after searching for a long time. When I called you, I found out that you had already run away."

"Wang Shun said you didn't even come to watch our games. What's wrong with you?"

Du Sanying lowered his head and said in a weak voice: "...Aren't you playing in a very important playoff game? I'm afraid that if I'm here, you'll have bad luck and lose the game..."

Everyone was silent.

Bai Liu, on the other hand, looked calm - he knew why Du Sanying didn't come to see him, but he never liked to force others, so when Du Sanying was really resistant, Bai Liu would not chase Du Sanying to come for dinner and see him like Mu Sicheng did. But if Du Sanying's attitude was more hesitant and not so resistant, Bai Liu would extend an olive branch.

For example, now.

"Then do you want to come and watch?" Bai Liu asked softly, "Today is the semi-finals, four to two."

“It should be an exciting game.”

There was an obvious hesitation in Du Sanying's eyes. He bit his lower lip but remained silent.

But he didn't leave.

"Come and watch if you want." Bai Liu didn't force him. "It's boring for Wang Shun to watch the game alone. It would be nice for you to accompany him."

"What do you mean you can come and see it only if you want to!" Mu Sicheng dragged Du Sanying over and vowed, "You must come and see it!"

"I'm telling you, you should have come to watch the last game. I was the ace in the last game, and I beat the opponent badly..."

Mu Sicheng kept chattering, and Du Sanying was terrified and wanted to escape, but was held down by Mu Ke who smiled and said, "As a member of the wandering circus, it is also an important responsibility to witness the process of our winning the championship."

"But what if..." Du Sanying was so scared that tears were about to come out, "Don't touch me now!"

"I don't want anything to happen to you!"

"Not really." Liu Jiayi waved her hand. "If you want to get us into trouble, you'll still have to rank behind Bai Liu."

Tang Erda nodded in agreement.

Seeing that a group of people were about to make Du Sanying turn over, Bai Liu came to the rescue at the right time. He stretched out his hand and raised his eyes: "Do you want to join us in the game and watch the competition?"

"Without your help, we wouldn't be here today. You deserve to be there to witness our victory."

Du Sanying was stunned for a long time before he placed his trembling hand on Bai Liu's palm. He hummed hard, his voice choking with sobs: "You will definitely win!"

Even though he could only remember seven days, he could feel that these people were his last friends in this world. They were very important to him, so he was willing to use up all his luck in exchange for their victory.

——Even if he has to spend the rest of his life in misfortune, it doesn’t matter.

During the game, viewing pool No. 2.

Spectators continued to pour in, and the number was more than twice that of the previous match. Maki Shicheng was almost frightened when he came in. There were so many heads everywhere, so densely packed that he couldn't even see their faces.

"The popularity of Deer Hunter is very high this year." Wang Shun took a deep breath to adjust his mentality and explained, "Plus, we won Golden Dawn before, and it's the semi-finals again. Compared with the Killer Sequence vs. Gambler Guild, where the outcome is almost certain, our victory is more uncertain, so the number of spectators is particularly large."

"The odds were also very unstable at the beginning, and have fluctuated three times. The highest was 4, and the lowest was less than 0.3."

"I mentioned it at the pre-match meeting before. The core of this game lies in the Executioner and Xiao Chou. The Executioner is very aggressive. Although Xiao Chou is a newcomer, his defense is very high. I estimated that he can at least withstand the next full attack." Wang Shun exhaled, "Also, the Executioner and Xiao Chou both have a big skill at the beginning that can jump onto the death-free gold plate to kill, [Sinner's Well] and [Soul Crushing Gun]. If they are trapped, it's not just a matter of reducing the number of people..."

"Died outside the [Sinner's Well] venue, there is no way for the Scrap Gun to be resurrected..."

"I won't let any of my teammates get hit by bullets." Tang Erda spoke abruptly, his eyes cold, "At the beginning, I will definitely control Xiao Chou."

Wang Shun glanced at Tang Erda with complicated eyes.

[The Executioner] and Xiao Chou are both main attackers, a very rare [double main attacker] team. The main attacker pressure on the opponent is quite great, so their trump card in this game is naturally Tang Erda, who has the most experience and the best psychological quality.

"Relax, relax!" Mu Sicheng came over proudly. He hugged Tang Erda with one arm and pressed Bai Liu's shoulder with the other hand. "I'm still the trump card!"

"So what if they have two main attackers? I can still wipe them out!"

"Don't take it lightly." Bai Liu calmly turned his head and looked at everyone. He pulled his gloves, which was his posture for preparation. "Once you see Daniel making a shooting move, do you remember what we agreed to do?"

"The nearest team members must quickly clear out the team members targeted by Daniel. Don't let Daniel hit them." Liu Jiayi repeated with a serious expression.

"Yes." Bai Liu raised his eyes, "This is the most important tactic of our game. Please remember it."

"Both parties have given up the singles and doubles matches and are entering the team match process directly." The host waved his hand, "The team match is about to begin. Please ask the tacticians of both parties to come forward and shake hands."

Bai Liu turned around and stepped onto the stairs. On the other side, Cen Mingming took off his blindfold and put on the [Ring of Death] on his right hand with a gloomy look.

The moment he put on the ring, his appearance changed, gradually turning into another look, becoming his original appearance. Cen Mingming turned coldly in the incredulous eyes of his teammates and stepped onto the stairs.

Tang Erda on the opposite side narrowed his eyes when he saw Cen Mingming in this state.

Bai Liu also raised his eyebrows, but he quickly calmed down, smiled and extended his hand: "It's Captain Cen, nice to meet you."

Cen Mingming looked down at Bai Liu calmly without extending his hand: "You were testing my identity the first time we met. You had already guessed who I was, right?"

"Yes." Bai Liu admitted it without hesitation, smiling, "The great hunter Mr. Cen Mingming."

Cen Mingming paused for a moment, then sneered sarcastically, "It seems that the man from Lu Yizhan not only gave you the identity of a prophet, but also told you all these things."

"——I really trust you, a [Werewolf]."

"He didn't tell me who you are, but he was in your team before." Bai Liu was ridiculed but remained calm. "Lu Yizhan wouldn't stay in a guild for no reason. He is the Judge and you are the Executioner. Your identity is easy to guess."

"He is not some kind of Judge." Cen Mingming's right eye reflected the sharp and sinister light of an eagle in the sunlight shining from above the viewing pool. "There is no such an unfair Judge in the world."

"When he chose to stand completely on your side and rely on his tenuous trust in you to save the people in this world, he was no longer worthy of being a Judge."

"You are the error in his judgment."

"And as the executioner, I need to correct this mistake so that he can continue to judge fairly."

Viewing Pool No. 1.

Lu Yizhan's heart skipped a beat. He covered his chest and coughed a few times, trying to stop the inexplicable feeling of uneasiness, but it was of no use. His heartbeat was getting faster and faster, as if something he extremely didn't want to see was about to happen.

"What's wrong?" Liao Ke came over worriedly, "Does the wound hurt again?"

"It's okay." Lu Yizhan's face was pale. He tightly grasped the heavy sword beside him, trying to find some courage from this weapon that looked exactly like him. "...I just feel a little uncomfortable."

Liao Ke looked at the opposing team preparing to play and said comfortingly, "Charles, the old fox, won't fight so hard. At most, he will put pressure on us in the early stages, but he will definitely give up in the later stages."

"...Yeah." Lu Yizhan forced a smile. He was silent for a while, and suddenly asked, "What do you think Cen Mingming would do when he met Bai Liu with Daniel?"

"...Are you worried about this?" Liao Ke was startled, but he quickly sighed, "Actually, I don't think Xiao Cen is as dangerous as you think. He brought Daniel with him, on the one hand to execute him, and on the other hand to supervise him. With him around, Daniel hasn't done anything out of control yet."

"Just like your attitude towards the guardian of heretics, I think Xiao Cen is Daniel's guardian."

In fact, Lu Station also thought so, and Cen Mingming had indeed done so before. This was also the reason why Lu Station did not intervene in dealing with Cen Mingming using the guild to shelter Daniel.

"As for Bai Liu..." Liao Ke sighed, "Should I say that you are confused or that you are worrying too much?"

"If Xiao Cen really wanted to attack Bai Liu, he would have done it when Bai Liu was 18 years old. The fact that he was stopped by you shows that Xiao Cen was hesitant in his heart."

"You also said that Xiao Cen knew that what he did was wrong, so he kept asking you to kill him."

"He... just can't get over himself."

"Just like you can't give up saving any good person." Liao Kechang sighed, "Xiao Cen can't tolerate letting any bad person go."

"He was too afraid that what happened in the first world line would happen again, and that innocent people would die because of his hesitation."

"And this is the last world line."

Lu Yizhan lowered his head, clenched his fists, and said nothing. Then he stood up: "Let me use the skill of [Listen to God's Words]..."

"Take a look at my Monster Book identity equipped with [Prophet]..." Lu Yizhan's lips and the hand that clicked on the skill panel were shaking. His eyes were red. "Just take a look..."

"Let me take a look at the ending that Bai Liu wrote to Cen Mingming and Bai Liu."

"Old Lu." Liao Ke stopped Lu Yizhan, his eyes were complicated and hard to read, "Have you forgotten? You are no longer a prophet."

"If you don't even trust the [Prophet] you chose, how can you make Xiao Cen believe it?"

Lu Yizhan's hand stopped as he was about to activate the skill. He finally sat back down powerlessly, his eyes becoming clear as he murmured softly, "...You're right."

"I am no longer a prophet."

The host at the No. 1 viewing pool raised his hand and said, "Please ask both tacticians to come forward and shake hands."

"Go ahead, Lao Lu." Liao Ke patted Lu Yizhan's shoulder and encouraged him, "Play the game first."

Lu Yizhan took a deep breath and walked towards Charles opposite him.