It is said that in the distant past, there were three individuals with extraordinary talents who, in order to aid humanity in resisting the power of the Death Domain, jointly created a system of power that could transform a person into a God.
This is the origin of the Apprentice Death God.
Therefore, to commemorate these three pioneers, the Apprentice Death Gods of the world combined their representative symbols—the book, rose, and scythe—into their unique Three-Phase Diagram.
This information was found by Yun You online.
What is the specific meaning of the Three-Phase Diagram? Is its origin true or false? The girl was uncertain.
She only knew that in Nest City, those with the Three-Phase Diagram tattoo could only be Apprentice Death Gods.
The man in the black robe was definitely an Apprentice Death God!
"Gulp..."
The girl involuntarily swallowed her saliva, feeling a slight chill in her heart and her hands trembling uncontrollably.
For the past half month, Yun You had been seeking traces of Apprentice Death Gods.
But they were not easy to find.
Because even the weakest Apprentice Death Gods had the privilege to live in the Upper District of Nest City, enjoying a beautiful life that the lower classes could not even dream of.
They basically would not come to the Lower City to suffer; even if they did, it would only be for one purpose—to carry out a mission.
Thus, during that time, Yun You was eager to encounter an Apprentice Death God every day.
But the present was not like the past...
At this moment, she truly did not want to see any Apprentice Death Gods appear before her.
Because the girl wasn't prepared at all, and the grenades and poison she was carrying were mostly used up.
She knew she had no means to eliminate an Apprentice Death God; it was like encountering a tiger after finally running out of bullets, like a hunter.
Moreover, what was Yun You's identity now? She was a notorious fugitive, a small-time thief that the Apprentice Death God personally named for extermination.
If the black-robed Death God present knew who she was, then she was doomed.
That guy could snap the Jackal's throat with a finger, and surely break the girl's bones.
And in such a confined environment, escape...was nearly impossible.
Despair slowly wrapped around Yun You's spine, oppressing her uncomfortably.
She knew from the moment she decided to start her revenge, her life was destined to embark on a thorn-filled path filled with despair and pain.
Hence, she had made psychological preparations to hang her life and head on her non-existent belt.
But constantly facing such troublesome situations, even with her strong ability to withstand pressure, there would eventually be times when she couldn't hold out.
"Hah...hah...no choice but to bear it!"
Yun You panted heavily, gritting her teeth, with sweat droplets dripping from her forehead.
"Simply worrying won't help my situation."
"Think, Yun You, use your brain!"
The more nervous, the clearer the girl's thoughts became.
She kept organizing the threads in her mind, linking intelligence and clues.
The previous wanted notice on the broadcast did not mention my appearance, only said I wore a black hooded coat, was about one and a half meters tall, and had a somewhat petite build..."
"This suggests that the Apprentice Death God I ambushed in the afternoon probably didn't remember what I looked like, so regarding appearance, the short-haired black-robed man shouldn't be able to recognize me."
"As for the black robe..."
Yun You cautiously lowered her head, glancing at her filthy clothes.
Earlier, upon hearing the broadcast wanted notice, the girl had decisively discarded her black robe, leaving only a refreshing black sports shirt.
Consequently, there was no need to worry about attire.
What she truly needed to consider was her small stature caused by malnutrition.
However, this wasn't something that could be changed in a short period, so her idea was: minimize her presence, allowing the short-haired black-robed man no interest in even glancing at her.
Her current state was actually quite good; she was covered in mud, and her small face was full of dust, making her appearance unrecognizable.
However, that was still insufficient.
An Apprentice Death God's vision was sharper than mechanical eyes, and mere mud and dust weren't enough to obscure their sight.
Thus, Yun You silently looked toward the robot's wreckage nearby.
At the long-rusted gaps of those wreckages, several drops of brown liquid, mixed from engine oil and chemicals, hung there, emitting a nauseating stench...
"What the...here goes nothing!"
The girl clenched her teeth, making a decision, reaching her hand towards the liquid...
...
"Apprentice Death God, sir...?!"
As Yun You was contemplating escape, others in the alley recognized the identity of the man in the black robe.
Their expressions instantly became animated.
The rescued middle-aged woman first froze, then smiled widely; her remaining left eye flashed a hint of relief and schadenfreude, as if simply witnessing her enemy Jackal's defeat eased the pain in her eye.
As for Jackal, naturally, he was filled with regret.
He knew he couldn't afford to offend the Apprentice Death Gods.
If the black-robed man took offense at today's incident, not only would he die, but his entire gang would also be wiped out due to his single "disrespectful" remark.
Of course, he regretted it, but not for his arrogant behavior—only for choosing the wrong path today and encountering people he shouldn't have provoked.
As for the other townsfolk, they displayed revered expressions, cautiously calling "Death God, sir", their tone full of flattery.
However, this wasn't merely opportunistic...
They genuinely admired the Apprentice Death Gods a bit.
In Nest City, the Apprentice Death God Organization and giant enterprises controlled everything, which naturally included media promotion.
Thus, the civilians in Nest City almost daily saw stories of the Death Gods rescuing people on their phones, witnessing their glorious and magnificent side.
Gradually, blind worship naturally emerged.
And for these bottom-tier civilians trapped in the Death Domain, a suddenly appearing Apprentice Death God was akin to a savior.
"Apprentice Death God..."
A middle-aged uncle with glasses cautiously stepped out from the crowd and approached the Apprentice Death God, carefully observing him, then said in a surprised and joyful tone, "It really is the Apprentice Death God, sir!"
"We...we've only seen you on TV before..."
"I heard all Apprentice Death Gods are renowned heroes; I didn't believe it before with my blockheadedness, but seeing you today, I finally do!"
Saying this, he looked at the middle-aged woman lying on the ground and couldn't help but give a thumbs up, exclaiming, "We originally thought this lady was beyond saving, but you intervened at the critical moment, punishing the Jackal's evil..."
"As expected of the Apprentice Death God, sir, truly our...our guardian God for us common folk!"
The uncle's words resonated with others.
People began to agree, simultaneously belittling themselves and praising the Apprentice Death God.
"Indeed, thankfully Death God, sir, is here; otherwise, we really wouldn't know what to do..."
"Following Death God, sir, certainly wouldn't lead to a bad outcome."
"Please give me an autograph, sir! Missing this would mean I'd never see another Death God like you..."
Almost everyone was praising.
Only Yun You, hidden within the pile of robots, and the little boy sitting in a corner had no reaction whatsoever.
Yun You, naturally, needed no further mention, but this little boy...always gave an abnormal feeling.
He hadn't spoken a word all along, and his pure white pupils reflected no emotion, like a robot...
If it wasn't for his normal breathing and blinking, Yun You might truly believe he was a robot camouflaged with silicone.
But now, people were all surrounding the Apprentice Death God's presence, doing their utmost to please the strong figure, naturally having no time to pay attention to a little boy who seemed unremarkable.