Left Brain and Right Brain were illuminated by the roaring flames and dazzling holy light, their body feeling as though it were being torn apart by excruciating pain.
Originally, these three heads worked together in their respective roles to handle matters with greater efficiency, but at this moment, they had become an unbearable burden.
"Die! You foul and filthy creatures! Humanity shall triumph!"
Left Brain and Right Brain roared inwardly, knowing that if they failed to stand up immediately, they would be burned alive in this sea of fire.
Thus, they were forced to make a desperately risky decision: to sever the middle head without a moment's hesitation!
Surrounded by the searing flames, Left Brain and Right Brain summoned all their strength, forcefully yanking the middle head from the body and hurling it far into the distance. At the same time, the Goddess Amulet attached to the middle head was discarded along with it.
Left Brain and Right Brain had no other choice. Gritting their teeth and enduring the immense agony, they hoped this desperate measure would free them from their predicament and restore control over their body.
The discarded middle head rolled to the side and suddenly stirred.
"Eh? I can move again!"
Yuxuan's consciousness abruptly recovered, and his body seemed to have transformed into a small, dark sphere.
Have I been discarded?
Before him unfolded the scene of the swordsman fighting the Demon King; having lost one head, he had regained control of his body and was once again locked in bloody combat with the human army.
Yuxuan looked toward the swordsman: pitch-black hair, a jet-black coat, illuminated by the bright flames and wielding a fluid swordsmanship—simply breathtakingly cool.
Could this be the Hero?
If only I had been reincarnated as someone like that! I regret becoming the Demon King; I want to be a Monster-slaying Hero too.
Damn it! What am I still doing here? If I stay any longer, I'll be obliterated.
Yuxuan rolled his body, pushing deeper into the forest. Right now, the further away from this place, the better.
As he fled, Yuxuan pondered continuously: Since heaven has given me a second chance, why was I reincarnated as the Demon King?
Although I chose this myself, who gets beaten to a pulp the moment they spawn?
This is like having a max-level character with max-level gear, and even two overpowered support units—doesn't that sound like an easy win?
The problem is that the main damage dealer doesn't know how to play! Getting spawn-camped and disoriented by all sorts of crowd control.
Huff, huff, huff...
Why dwell on it so much? I need to find a safe place as quickly as possible and calmly sort out my thoughts.
Yuxuan bolted forward with all his might, discovering that his body was shaped like a sphere and rolled at an astonishing speed.
The lush forest ahead served as an excellent hiding spot, especially a downhill slope that offered extra momentum, and Yuxuan rolled down the incline without a moment's hesitation.
"Hey, hey, hey! Isn't this rolling speed a bit too fast?!"
With a crisp "splat," Yuxuan slammed like a meat patty squarely against a massive boulder, then slowly slid down to the ground.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch!"
He struggled like a greedy caterpillar, piecing his scattered body fragments back together bit by bit.
Strange, why am I still feeling such intense pain even though I possess this bizarre, Slime-like body?
And why does my chest feel so terribly uncomfortable...
What the hell? How could it not feel uncomfortable with something this massive stuck right in my chest?
Yuxuan scrutinized the object embedded in his chest; it looked somewhat like an amulet.
He tried to expel it from his body, but to no avail—he even suffered backlash from its purification effect.
This must be some kind of sacred artifact, something monsters like him couldn't touch.
It even bore the portrait of a female; could this be the Goddess Amulet? The chaotic state of his mind must be its doing.
In the center of the amulet was embedded a dazzling, brilliantly radiant gem, surrounded by intricate golden runes engraved like ancient text, exuding a mysterious aura.
The likeness of the goddess was carved with striking realism, her long hair draped over her shoulders as if one could feel the gentle sway of her strands, her hands folded in prayer or blessing, imparting a sense of tranquility and peace.
How exquisite; it must be a very precious item, and it ought to be worth a fortune.
Worth a fortune... wouldn't that mean—?
Damn it!
No, no! I need to find a way to disguise myself.
Yuxuan looked at his round, pitch-black, liquid-like body and wondered if he could transform into a weapon and alter his form just as he had done back then.
Yuxuan gave it a try and found that he could; his body was capable of shifting at will.
Hmm... Let me think about what form to take.
Yuxuan began trying to recapture the feeling of his arm turning into a weapon.
Slowly, gradually... his body began to stretch, growing taller and longer.
What shape should I take? How about turning into a handsome young man? That way, perhaps I could become a Hero and slay the Demon King too!
Er, the Demon King is probably about to be destroyed by now, though.
By the way, who was that young maiden who embraced me earlier? Even if her face was blurred, my intuition tells me she must have been a terribly pretty girl.
No, no! I mustn't let my mind wander while changing my shape, in case I morph in that direction!
At that moment, the Goddess Amulet emitted a blinding radiance.
It's over!
Why did it have to pull such a stunt at a critical moment like this?! I'm finished for sure! I've completely lost control of the situation!
The holy brilliance radiated by the Goddess Amulet firmly locked down Yuxuan's ability to alter his form.
"Uwah... Damn it, what am I supposed to do now? This cursed amulet!"
Yuxuan instinctively touched his chest and found that the Goddess Amulet was still firmly lodged right where it was, but unlike before, it had now somehow ended up right over his heart.
Not only that, he felt two small... incomparably soft objects.
"What the hell?!"
Yuxuan couldn't help but curse aloud, then slowly rose to his feet. Viewing the world from this new perspective was vastly superior to his previous field of vision as a pitch-black sphere, though his height still seemed rather diminutive.
"Well... at least, aside from my little brother going missing, everything else seems pretty normal."
Yuxuan comforted himself inwardly. After a moment of silence, he looked up at the sky and suddenly burst into a fit of foolish laughter.
"Screw you!"
Having gained a preliminary understanding of his current situation, Yuxuan's state of mind underwent a subtle shift, and he hurriedly inspected his bare body.
How did a body that should have been pitch-black suddenly turn into this porcelain-white appearance?
Could it be... that this thing's purification effect is truly this heaven-defying?
He closely examined himself, taking in the slender, delicate waist, the baby-soft, pinkish-tender skin, and the two tempting little mounds heaving slightly upon his chest.