Fragments and the Abyss

Qin Chuan studied the Divinity Fragment in his hand.

The fragment felt cold. Apart from a faint trace of Divine Might, it showed no reaction. Anyone who didn't know better would mistake it for a roadside pebble, never connecting it to the gods above.

But it was a Divinity Fragment.

"This fragment feels different from any Divine Might I've encountered before."

Qin Chuan spoke to himself.

A Godhead was the crystallization of a god's power, containing the god's laws and will.

Before Apocalypse Descent, he had killed the Tiger God and the God of the Sky, and each had left behind a Divine Gift.

But Qin Chuan was certain the power in this Divinity Fragment belonged to neither of them. It had none of the Tiger God's ferocity or the God of the Sky's ethereal quality.

Yet apart from those two unlucky gods, there was no record of another god's death even if he traced Apocalypse's history back three thousand years.

So where had this thing come from?

Qin Chuan tried probing it with his own power. A wisp of shadow gathered at his fingertip and gently touched the Divinity Fragment.

That sliver of power looked insignificant, but it could have killed a Legend-grade boss in an instant.

The fragment swallowed the shadow power like a bottomless pit, then remained utterly still.

"Interesting. You eat it and give nothing back?"

Unwilling to give up, Qin Chuan poured in more power, but it vanished without a trace. The fragment still showed no reaction.

"No wonder those Aberrant Beasts attacked the city. This fragment has quite an appetite."

Qin Chuan gave up on probing it for now.

Fully activating it would take a tremendous amount of Divinity Power, and he wasn't ready to spend that much.

As he pondered, Scripps finished off