Even Nameless could only save what was within his reach.
He had many superpowers, but he was still human, not an omnipotent god. He could not save living beings so distant that he could neither see nor reach them.
So he only needed to do what he could here and now. Even if it led to worse consequences, his conscience would be clear.
Just as when he had killed the Beast God and the dried corpse, then put away the mushroom field—only for the charred corpse inside the fireball to appear and bring about this world's destruction.
But was that his fault?
Of course not. He had only done his best to protect and save what he could see.
Inside the Dragon Exoshell, Nameless faced a wall of screens. Each monitored something different: the ground, the sky, the view beyond the cracks. One screen was devoted entirely to Lin Renmei.
If Lin Renmei was in danger, he would use his power to teleport her back to his side. She was one of his shells, so he could do that.
Lin Renmei flew through the sky at tremendous speed, deftly avoiding even the smallest cracks.
Like a fairy dancing through the air, she gradually approached a Spatial Fragment that was tiny to the world, yet unimaginably huge to a human.
Before that Spatial Fragment... no, before that fragment of the moon, a human was as small as an ant facing a basketball.
If an ordinary person faced a fragment that large falling toward them, they would probably have no chance to flee. It would crush them to pulp in an instant.
But small as Lin Renmei was, she possessed unimaginable strength.
As she closed in on the fragment, her Bioforce Field erupted. An invisible giant fist surged forward with her punch,