The story of the black silk female knight

The speed of sound in standard atmosphere is about 340 meters per second. Valensa's agility, enhanced to the limit by using mental powers and divine magic to stack buffs, allows her to reach about 1.5 times the speed of sound for a short period of time, which is 500 meters per second.

This speed is enough to outrun most bombs, so Valensa's plan is to use her speed to force her way through the chain of bombs in front of her.

However, once these bombs explode, the person hiding deep underground with the modification agent will likely know that someone is coming, and may run away or act desperately.

Therefore, the location of the target must be determined before forcibly breaching these bombs.

To this end, Valensa used three methods simultaneously.

First, sound wave localization.

After several months of training, Valensa's sonic localization can now accurately detect everything within a hundred meters, regardless of how complex the terrain is.

Second, odor tracking.

While activating sonic localization, Valensa also significantly enhanced her sense of smell, using residual human scent in the air to track the possible direction of the target.

Third, tactile perception.

Placing her palm on the ground and then significantly enhancing her sense of touch, Valencia uses the slight vibrations caused by walking to perceive the location of a target. This is a new sensory method that Valencia has only recently mastered.

With a three-pronged approach, Valensa quickly located the target hiding on the basement level.

As she expected, there was only one person.

That being the case...

Take a deep breath, squat halfway down, and assume a starting position.

The Holy Light and the power of the mind flowed simultaneously, multiplying each other and giving Valenza's already superior agility, which was higher than that of other assassins of the same level, a leap forward once again.

It didn't last long, but it was enough.

Rush!

Boom boom boom!

As the invisible wires were snapped one after another, explosions followed one after another, and the intense flames quickly engulfed the entrance to the basement level of the mall.

The explosion was fast, but the pair of long, black-stockinged legs that were running ahead of it were even faster.

At that moment, Valencia seemed to transform into a protagonist in a spy movie, even more formidable than those main characters.

The explosions behind her not only failed to catch up with her, but were instead left further and further behind.

At this speed, the basement level of a shopping mall is simply not enough to run through.

In just a few seconds, Valensa was in front of her target.

He was a man around 30 years old, wearing a suit and tie, with a hooked nose and slanted eyes; he looked like a social elite.

The silver briefcase in his hand was exactly the same as the one Wei had shown Valensa via projection before; the briefcase should contain the modification serum.

Not far from the man was a cylindrical machine about the size of a car, with an oversized drill bit at one end. It looked like the kind of underground vehicle commonly seen in science fiction movies.

His escape route was indeed underground!

Valensa gave a soft snort, determined not to give the man a chance to escape.

Taking advantage of her speed boost, she kicked the drilling machine while running at supersonic speed, sending it flying before stopping in front of the man.

The man seemed to only realize what was happening at that moment, and belatedly pulled out a pistol and emptied the magazine at Valensa.

Too bad it's totally useless.

"...It was you?"

It wasn't until the bullets ran out that the man seemed to recognize Valensa's identity, which surprised him greatly.

He quickly put down the gun and raised his hand, making a gesture that seemed very sincere:

“I don’t know who you are, but I think we can talk. Working with me should bring you more benefits… uh.”

However, Valensa, who was in a hurry, didn't want to waste words with the man. She raised her hand and unleashed a Holy Light Slash, severing the man's arm holding the suitcase from his shoulder. With another dash, she kicked the man away and took the suitcase into her own hands.

From what I sensed, the man was just an ordinary person with very little cybernetic enhancement and low combat strength.

After Valencia severed his arm and kicked him away, he most likely wouldn't survive, or at least he would be temporarily incapacitated.

So Valensa stopped paying attention to the man and instead opened her suitcase to check her spoils.

As agreed with Vie, Valensa could take some of the potions in the suitcase... Although she didn't know if these superpower-enhancing potions would work on her, she could take them back to study them first.

The suitcase was opened easily, but only three vials of medicine remained inside; the other vial was empty, with not even a syringe left.

...Where did that medicine go?

Just as Valencia thought of this, alarm bells suddenly went off in her mind.

Without thinking, she instinctively rolled on the spot and hid several meters away.

Almost at the same moment she rolled, an unseen force slashed down, grazing Valensa's black-stockinged legs and striking the ground hard, cutting a deep crack in the floor and tearing a large hole in the black stockings on Valensa's legs.

But Valensa was too preoccupied to care about her black stockings.

After rolling over, she immediately adjusted her posture to raise her shield to block, but quickly threw the shield away again and retreated into the distance once more.

This judgment proved to be quite correct; the shield that could easily block automatic rifle fire was now easily split in two, like a block of butter under a knife.

The man whose arm Valenza had severed and who had been kicked away seized the opportunity to snatch back his suitcase and gave Valenza a smug and arrogant smile.

"I've said it before, I think we can talk."

But Valensa still showed no interest in discussing it.

She pulled out a steel shield again and threw it at the man, then pulled out a pistol and fired at him repeatedly.

An invisible sharpness flashed in the air, and the steel round shield was split in two again.

The bullets from the pistol were no exception; they were all cut down in mid-air by that unseen force.

But this power seemed to have a limited range; after creating some distance between herself and the man, Valensa never had that dangerous intuition again.

The man seemed well aware of the vast difference in agility between himself and Valensa, and that if he missed his first strike, it would be extremely difficult to succeed again.

So he didn't give chase, but instead held the silver briefcase tightly with his remaining hand, while launching a barrage of verbal attacks, trying to talk to Valensa, even using his charm to his advantage.

Valensa remained unmoved. After testing the man's abilities with a second steel shield and a pistol shot, she had a rough idea of ​​what he was capable of.

Next comes verification and cracking.

Chapter 218 He thought he could turn the tables.

Holy light and spiritual power flowed together once again, converging in Valensa's eyes.

She also divided her thoughts in two, as if there were two selves within her.

One of them stood with his head held high, hands on his hips, a haughty expression on his face, eyes fixed ahead, muttering to himself:

let me see!

Another person knelt on the ground, their face full of piety, hands clasped together in prayer:

Your Majesty, Goddess, please grant me the power to see through the truth!

"My eyes are the eyes of God; my gaze can see through falsehood!"

With the visual enhancements from both divine magic and mental power activated, Valensa finally saw the truth behind the strange power of the one-armed man.

A semi-transparent phantom floating behind him resembled the upper body of a human, but with an orange-red shell like a cooked crab and a pair of sharp arms like a mantis's scythe.

The invisible sharpness that ambushed Valensa and cleaved through the steel shield, deflecting bullets, must have come from those scythe-like arms.

However, these arms are invisible to the naked eye, which makes them seem quite eerie, as if the one-armed man could tear everything apart with his gaze.

But once you can see that phantom, there's nothing to be afraid of.

But... what kind of superpower is this?

Stand? Or Persona?

The fact that this detail is not directly visible to the naked eye makes it seem like a stand-in, but a stand-in and the original should be synchronized. If the man has lost an arm, then the phantom should also be one-armed.

Its fighting style is similar to a Stand, but its form of existence is closer to a Persona?

Valensa made a rough guess about the one-armed man's superpowers and also came up with a preliminary solution.

If both the flying shield and the bullets can be cut down, what about the light?

Can you also cut off the Holy Light?

It actually worked.

Faced with Valencia's Holy Light Slash, the phantom behind the one-armed man simply swung his scythe-like forelimb. The Holy Light Slash, which should have been invisible, was blocked like a physical sword blade. Then, the slash changed its path and struck the dark depths of the mall's basement level.

It can even block energy attacks?

Valensa was surprised, but she didn't give up and conjured another holy light, which she then slammed into the one-armed man with one hand, like throwing a shot put.

As a result, the phantom swung its arm again and cleaved the holy light bullet in two.

However, the one-armed man didn't fare well this time either... Valensa threw the Holy Light Ball with great force, and the condensed and compressed Holy Light was much greater than that of the Holy Light Slash.

Although the phantom behind the one-armed man cleaved the Holy Light Bullet itself, it could not completely negate the kinetic energy impact and Holy Light explosion of the Holy Light Bullet.

puff!

Amidst spurting blood, the one-armed man was once again sent flying by Valensa, falling to the ground.

But the man reacted quickly. Knowing he couldn't possibly defeat Valensa, he held the briefcase containing the enhancement serum in front of him and threatened her sharply:

"Don't come any closer! If you attack me again, I'll destroy this! What I can't have, no one else can have! No one!"

"...Tsk."

Valensa gritted her teeth.

The situation she least wanted to see has occurred.

The potion holder, in a desperate act, threatened her with the potion.

"What do you want?"

Valensa could only feign helplessness while her mind raced, trying to come up with a solution.

"I told you, I just want to talk to you!"

Seeing that Valensa had finally lowered her sword, the one-armed man breathed a sigh of relief.

"Although I don't know who you are, you're definitely not one of Arasaka's people, right? I have a certain status in Arasaka, and I've never heard of anyone like you in Arasaka."

"Yes, I am indeed not from Arasaka."

She's just good friends with Arasaka's henchman and future boss.

Valensa nodded calmly:

"so what?"

"Therefore, we can cooperate."

The one-armed man's face lit up with joy:

"You came here, probably for this potion, right? You want to use its power to become stronger... A cultivator like you can't possibly not pursue power!"

“I am indeed pursuing power.”

Valensa was telling the truth this time.

The continent of Frenoia is teeming with dangerous natural disasters and monsters, not to mention madmen like the Revelers. Valensa is constantly striving to become stronger.

At the very least, one should break through to the Radiant Rank before considering developing other aspects.

“I can share this power with you.”

The one-armed man pointed to the medicine in the suitcase:

"Each person can only use one dose of this drug. Any more than that will overwhelm their mental capacity, causing mild cases of dementia or even death on the spot."

There are three potions left. I can give you one... but you're not allowed to attack me again, and you have to help me break out of here.

"Hmm, that's a win-win suggestion."

Valensa smiled, and then, under the one-armed man's expectant gaze, her lips curled into a smile:

"But I refuse... I want all three of those potions you have!"