By the time Muxuan reacted, the fragment had already vanished into the darkness.
Shaking his head to quickly clear his mind, Muxuan hurriedly ran in the direction the fragment had flown.
He couldn’t just let the fragment get lost like that.
This was related to whether he could find the divine artifact, or rather, whether he could even leave this place.
But because his body was extremely sensitive, even when running, Muxuan didn’t dare take too large of steps.
Being in a vacuum state below, the wind kept rushing in, making his crotch feel chilly.
And although the clothes were fixed by the Lightforce and wouldn’t fall off, running still exposed large areas of his snow-white skin.
He could even vaguely see the slightly raised mysterious area inside through the openings in the clothes.
Blushing, Muxuan subconsciously reached out to cover his chest, then endured the discomfort and quickened his pace.
At the same time, the light in his hand grew even brighter, illuminating a large area.
But he simply couldn’t find any trace of the fragment.
The fragment had flown away too quickly.
Muxuan now had no idea how to find it.
Search bit by bit?
But this place was too big.
And who knew what other deadly things might happen.
Feeling a bit lost for ideas, looking at the light in his hand, Muxuan hesitated.
Gritting his teeth, Muxuan still decided to search.
The fragment had only stopped vibrating after the head exploded.
If there was one place the fragment was most likely to have flown, it was where that head had exploded.
It’s just, everything else had disappeared, but that Guillotine and the mess on the ground were still there.
Remembering the liquid that splattered everywhere when the head exploded, Muxuan’s brow furrowed slightly, his round little face showing a trace of disgust.
The golden cross-shaped pupils also flickered, seemingly expressing his emotions.
Although filled with reluctance, Muxuan steeled himself and walked towards the Guillotine.
The closer he got, the stronger that pungent, fishy smell became.
Muxuan couldn’t help but cover his nose and mouth.
When he reached the vicinity of the Guillotine, Muxuan carefully looked around, trying to catch a glimpse of the fragment among the mess on the ground.
The liquid from the exploded head was splattered everywhere.
No matter how careful he was, Muxuan still stepped on some.
Feeling the sticky texture under his feet and the shoes that couldn’t properly contain his feet, he felt incredibly grossed out.
‘As expected, after becoming like this, I’ve become finicky… I would never have been like this before…’
No matter how much he told himself in his mind not to care about these things, his body instinctively resisted them intensely.
Using the Lightforce, he formed something resembling a shovel and kept poking at the various chunks on the ground.
There were pieces of eyeball, bloody chunks of flesh, bits of brain tissue… but no fragment…
Just as Muxuan was about to run out of patience, his stomach churning from the sight of the bloody flesh chunks everywhere, a faint sound came from not far away.
Muxuan’s cross-shaped pupils contracted, then his face lit up with joy.
Two fragments were floating not far away, emitting a faint halo of light.
Rotating and pulling each other, they were pieced together within the golden light.
It was good that the fragment was found, and it was even two pieces now.
But these two fragments were flying way too high!!!
With a height of only five foot three, even if Muxuan jumped with all his might, there was still nearly a foot and a half of distance between him and the fragments in the air.
His clothes even nearly fell off.
Puffing out his cheeks, a somewhat angry Muxuan used the Lightforce to directly dismantle the Guillotine, took out a horizontal beam, and then threw it at the fragments in the air, trying to knock them down.
However, the moment the beam touched the fragments, it shattered into several pieces, then turned into sawdust as it fell from the air.
Hiss…
Sucking in a cold breath, Muxuan gained a clearer understanding of the fused fragment.
The first fragment wasn’t particularly special, but with these two fragments together, the power was really a bit frightening!
Good thing he couldn’t touch it, otherwise…
Thinking this, Muxuan looked at his own fair, delicate little hands.
The fingers were slender and pale, with joints revealing a faint pink, extremely cute, as if naturally carved works of art.
He flexed his fingers… ‘Hmm, they are indeed mine…’
Having never seen such beautiful, fair little hands before, Muxuan even doubted whether these hands were really his.
But if the fragment was too sharp, how was he supposed to take it down?
He clearly remembered the tragic state of that wood.
Getting close would be difficult, let alone taking it down.
While lost in thought, Muxuan’s fingers unconsciously began twirling a strand of his silver-white hair.
Soon, Muxuan raised his head and let go of the soft hair.
The texture of the hair was very good, it felt really comfortable to touch… but now wasn’t the time to think about that.
The Lightforce in his hand continuously surged forth.
Muxuan drew out most of the Lightforce from his entire body.
When the Lightforce overpowered the halo of the fragment, it slowly formed into a long, thin golden rope in Muxuan’s hand.
Following Muxuan’s will, the rope automatically twisted and instantly shot towards the fragment.
In the instant it approached the fragment, it looped around, firmly tying the fragment.
However, this time, the imagined scene of the rope being cut and turning into points of light didn’t happen.
Was it because the rope was formed from Lightforce?
Watching the halo on the fragment slowly merge with the golden rope, Muxuan immediately realized.
Even if it was just a fragment, this divine artifact was still a divine artifact belonging to the Light Church after all.
Sure enough, when Muxuan gave the rope a gentle tug, the fragment slowly drifted towards Muxuan following the rope’s pull.
Hesitating for a moment, Muxuan still chose to reach out his hand, slowly approaching the now larger fragment.
There was no expected pain.
When the fragment was pinched in Muxuan’s hand, only the weak halo rippled in his palm, transmitting waves of warmth.
After transforming the rope back into Lightforce and reclaiming it, Muxuan only left a small amount of Lightforce to wrap around the fragment, holding it in his hand.
He could hold the original fragment, but this fragment was larger now.
Forget his delicate, fair little hand; even if he used his disguise to make his hand a bit bigger, he still wouldn’t be able to hold it!
As for whether he should maintain his disguise or not…
Looking at the clothes that were barely hanging on his body, the large exposed areas of snow-white skin, and the slightly raised chest… his face flushed red, and Muxuan immediately chose to maintain the disguise.
With the disguise, he could act normally, pretending not to know.
But without the disguise, his body always felt strange, and his mind was a mess.
Most importantly, with the disguise, he could avoid some unpleasant things from splashing onto his body…
Just thinking about the liquid that splattered from the exploding head earlier, if it really got on him, wouldn’t he want to scrub off a layer of skin to avoid that feeling of discomfort?