The story of the black silk female knight

In short, unless she uses the power of the evil god without any scruples, Valensa is still significantly different from such a powerful being. For the first time in a long time, she felt a little weak in the knees when facing the aura of an enemy.

The Golden Lion King, the chieftain of the Wild Beasts, has a very distinctive appearance. The Sunflower Duchess, who is already famous in the Frenoia Continent, is also easy to recognize. Her image as a female knight with silver armor, a short skirt, black stockings, brown hair, and blue eyes is already well-known.

She was recognized at a glance by the chieftain of the wild beasts.

"The Sunflower Duchess?"

"Chieftain of the Wild Beasts?"

"...Hmph!" x2

After confirming each other's identities with affirmative tones, the two sides, destined to be mortal enemies, stopped wasting words and immediately started fighting.

The Sunfire Rays from the Six-Flower Floating Cannons were the first to engage the enemy, but unexpectedly, the Great Chieftain of the Wild Beasts simply opened his arms and roared. The burst of energy distorted the light, causing the Sunfire Rays to refract and hit all around the Great Chieftain of the Wild Beasts, with none of them hitting the target.

Nana, who had secretly circled behind the Great Chieftain of the Wild Beasts and intended to stab him in the heart with a chop, was also grabbed by the wrist by the Great Chieftain of the Wild Beasts and thrown away. The enormous force sent Nana flying more than two thousand meters before she regained her balance.

The subsequent spiked sword thrust was also ineffective, as the chieftain of the wild beasts slapped the blade with his claws.

Even with the dual enhancement of divine magic and mental power, Valensa was still severely suppressed in a direct confrontation of strength. This claw knocked her back a great distance, and even the blade of Moonkiss in her hand let out a mournful cry of unbearable weight, just like Dreigan was injured and groaning in pain.

Valensa quickly glanced at it and discovered that the Moon Kiss, which had never been damaged before, had been chipped on the blade by the Great Chieftain of the Wild Beasts' claw.

Valensa was heartbroken. She quickly put away Moon Kiss, took out another enchanted longsword of considerable quality but with no special significance, infused it with holy light, and used it to parry the beast chieftain's pursuing claws.

Snap!

Even the Moon Kiss couldn't withstand the claw attack, so the enchanted longsword was even less able to withstand it, and it was shattered without even taking a single blow.

However, Valensa didn't expect to be able to block the Great Chieftain's claw attack with her enchanted longsword. She was also buying time to allow Rikka to revert from the floating cannon mode to the Holy Shield form and use this Noble Phantasm as a shield.

The Noble Phantasm that evolved along with Valensa's advancement was still quite reliable. Valensa held the Six-Flower Holy Shield with her right hand and accurately defended against the Great Chieftain's continuous claw attacks six times in a row without leaving a single scratch on the shield.

However, the Great Chieftain of the Wild Beasts' continuous attacks still severely suppressed Valensa, forcing her to retreat and defend with her shield raised, unable to find any opportunity to counterattack. In almost an instant, she was chased and knocked hundreds of meters away.

Valensa, whose defense was increasingly strained, only managed to catch her breath slightly after Nana, who had been thrown around at the start, rejoined the fight to provide flank cover. However, the pressure was not much easier for her.

A top-tier powerhouse who ruled a calamity-ridden race for over 1200 years, his strength was absolutely genuine; his well-trained body was even stronger than Nana's body, which was made up of numerous top-tier magical materials.

Nana was completely outmatched in the fistfight, being suppressed by the Great Chieftain of the Wild Beasts in terms of strength, speed, and skill.

In less than two minutes of intense fighting, Nana had a leg broken and her head twisted more than 360 degrees by a slap from the Great Chieftain of the Wild Beasts... Fortunately, the Noble Phantasm Girl was not truly injured.

Valensa herself also used all her skills, employing various techniques of mental power and her increasingly refined divine arts, all against the Great Chieftain of the Wild Beasts.

But none of it worked... The Great Chieftain of the Wild Beasts was all about brute force; no matter what divine magic or moves Valensa used, it would break them with a single claw.

Both Sunfire Strike and Holy Flash should be able to deal effective damage, but both of these moves require charging, and Valensa had no chance to charge up under the rampaging onslaught of the Beast Chieftain.

After only 10 minutes of fighting, Valensa realized that she couldn't defeat the Beast Chieftain, and even if she and Nana fought together, they still couldn't win.

Completely transforming into a demon god, like in the fight against Elena, might give her a slight chance of winning, but transforming into a demon god is still Valensa's biggest trump card. This isn't the final battle yet, so there's no need for that.

Let's retreat.

Valensa made a decisive decision, letting Nana hold off the Great Chieftain of the Wild Beasts for a few seconds. Her main body was enveloped in crackling lightning as she activated the ritual weapon Dark Thunder Armor, maximizing her speed, not for a blitzkrieg, but for escaping.

That explosive speed, approaching Mach 10, finally surpassed that of the Great Chieftain of the Wild Beasts... The Great Chieftain of the Wild Beasts clearly wanted to chase Valensa when he saw that she was planning to run away, but after chasing for over a hundred kilometers without catching up, he could only stop and snort coldly, watching Valensa disappear into the distance.

Valensa's plan to attack the beast migration team has been thwarted.

But Valensa did not give up easily. She thought that someone like the Great Chief of the Wild Beasts, who always treated ordinary wild beasts as expendable resources, probably wouldn't always personally escort ordinary wild beasts during their migration, right?

I didn't expect that I would actually guess wrong this time.

Valensa then attempted several more attacks, but each time she would sense the Great Chieftain of the Wild Beasts as soon as she approached the core area controlled by the Wild Beasts. The Great Chieftain would then immediately rush over and chase after her, just like the first time, until she was completely driven out of the area where ordinary Wild Beasts migrate.

Valensa, unwilling to give up, fought on despite repeated defeats, and after more than ten days of battling the Great Chieftain of the Wild Beasts, she finally managed to break through to the core area of ​​the Wild Beasts' controlled territory.

It wasn't that she finally defeated the Great Chieftain of the Wild Beasts, but rather that the Great Chieftain of the Wild Beasts disappeared again, presumably to carry out his original plan.

The migration of the wild beasts is complete. Currently, all approximately 1400 million wild beast individuals have gathered in the main city of the wild beasts.

That main city was designed and built by human architects with the help of the wild beasts more than 300 years ago during the brief period of friendship between the Fran and the wild beasts. It has a very ironic name: the City of Peace.

Of course, the name has long been changed. The name in the Wild Beast language is a strange pronunciation, and a forced transliteration into common language would be something like 'Gakoyiyode'. Humans, of course, don't recognize this name and generally just call it the Wild Beast Main City.

This is arguably the best place in the Wasteland, a basin surrounded by mountains on three sides. To the north lies Lake Gadile, the largest water source in the Wasteland, and the city also has an underground water system connected to Lake Gadile. The only regret is that the land is still barren and cannot be cultivated, otherwise the natural resources of this basin alone could support at least 100 million wild beasts.

Now, not only have all the wild beasts gathered in this basin, but they have also built it into an impregnable final fortress, determined to fight against humanity to the very end.

It's unknown how many wild beasts' lives were used to construct this sandstorm barrier. The fiercely roaring sandstorm not only completely covered the three mountains surrounding the basin, but also made Lake Gadile invisible from above, leaving only rolling yellow sand with blood-red light swirling within it.

Valensa made a rough observation and estimation from the air and was surprised to find that the sandstorm barrier was more than 5 kilometers thick... Even if a nuclear bomb were detonated close to the sandstorm barrier, it might not be able to hit the wild beasts inside the barrier.

This is truly the final battle fortress where the wild beasts have given up everything and abandoned their future. The way this fortress was built and the amount of resources consumed show no sign that the wild beasts intended to continue their lineage... They are using the last remaining young and underage wild beasts as fuel to defend against the expeditionary force's attacks, just to prolong their lives and buy time.

This made Valensa even more curious... What exactly was the Great Chieftain of the Wild Beasts planning that would make the entire tribe give up their future and fight with everything they had?

Fortunately, at this time, the expeditionary force base also contacted Valencia and asked her to return.

After more than ten days of hard work, Suzuran, Frigia, and Tia finally figured out the true purpose of the beast.

"I have to say, this chieftain of the wild beasts is truly a genius... at least his idea is incredibly imaginative."

Having finished her research, Tia sank into the recliner, her white-stockinged feet enjoying a massage in Valensa's hands, and remarked with a sigh:

"It knows that the future, already foreseen by the Great Prophet of the Wild Beasts, is difficult to change, and the fact that I will exterminate the Wild Beasts is almost inevitable, but it still wants to lead the Wild Beasts to live... What should it do? Why not just stop being a Wild Beast?"

Chapter 43 Was this also part of your plan?

"No longer a wild beast?"

Valensa's hand, which was massaging Tia, paused noticeably for a moment before continuing to rhythmically rub the ankle of Tia's white-stockinged foot.

"But I remember... the concept of race can be accumulated, but it's hard to change, right?"

"That's right. The theory of racial superposition is a research result published by the Sage Tower more than 900 years ago. Later, the Church of the Sun and the Witch Forest also voiced their support for this theory."

Tia nodded, then glanced at Valensa with some surprise:

"This knowledge is actually quite obscure. Many people have a general understanding of it but don't really have a concrete concept of it... How come you, who never reads spellbooks, know about this? Did you find it in the church's archives?"

"That's really not the case."

Valensa shook her head with amusement, gently poked Tia's foot with her finger, and then, as Tia's body trembled slightly, hooked her finger up the white stockings on the sole of her foot before snapping them back down.

"Honey, have you forgotten? I used to be an adventurer for three years. I was good at developing different battle plans and hunting preparations based on different monster races. It's a must-learn course for adventurers... Although most adventurers are practical and experienced and haven't studied the relevant theories in detail, I was a novice who entered the profession halfway through. Before taking action, I always had to put in more effort in terms of theory. Ordinary people may not have much contact with these obscure theories, but you can find them in the libraries of major cities."

"So that's it."

Tia suddenly realized, and after her white-stockinged feet had been played with, she glared at Valensa again, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch Valensa's leg through the black stockings before saying:

"Then you should know how audacious this idea of ​​the wild beast is, right?"

"Indeed."

Valensa, whose legs were being pinched, didn't seem to mind at all. She even deliberately reached out to Tia and rubbed her black stockings against Tia's flat stomach.

The definition of life and race in this world is not based on genes as in the technological world, but on a concept with a mysterious meaning.

The specific occult theories were in a very long report, the kind that would give Valensa a headache, so she only memorized the conclusions to ensure she could apply them flexibly.

Simply put, the concept of race in this world is not unique; they can overlap.

For example, Valensa herself is not classified as a "half-god" in the racial classification. According to the correct representation of the Sage's Tower theory, Valensa's race should be "human.god".

The same applies to hybrid creatures, such as dragon vein sorcerers who can use dragon power and some dragon jade spells; their race is [human-dragon].

Moreover, there is theoretically no limit to the number of races that can be combined... If Dreigan were to one day succumb to her physical instincts and lay a dragon egg for Valensa, the little creature that hatches from the egg would have three race attributes—[Dragon, Evil God, Human].

Valensa wasn't sure why the Sage Tower had gone to such lengths to study this; she only knew that adventurers studied it for hunting convenience.

Because of this mystical concept of race, there are many special weapons or spells created specifically for a particular race, which can provide extremely high damage bonuses when attacking creatures of that race.

The famous Dragon Slayer Sword and Dragon Slayer Arrow are classic examples of racially targeted equipment.

Ordinary adventurers certainly don't need dragon-slaying weapons, but weapons with the same principle, such as wolf-slaying knives and bird-shooting bows, are highly sought-after among adventurers... Valensa had thought about getting one back then, but unfortunately she was too short of money at the time and couldn't afford even an enchanted weapon that cost several hundred gold coins.

With special weapons and spells developed specifically for a particular race, some people naturally considered changing their own race to avoid being targeted in this way by their opponents, but after trying it, they found it very difficult.

For example, if a human becomes an undead after death, as long as the undead still possesses the body or soul it had in life, its race will not be limited to undead, but will be "undead.human".

Only undead created purely from materials, like the Expeditionary Undead Legion, will have only the single racial attribute of "Undead". Other necromancer creations can also have this attribute, but naturally occurring undead creatures will generally have two racial attributes: one is "Undead", and the other is their original race.

Other transformations, such as humans transforming into vampires, humans transforming into succubi, and humans transforming into various monsters, follow the same principle... Even if the person being transformed becomes a non-human being from the inside out, their occult racial attributes are difficult to eliminate; they will simply become a new race.

This is the superposition of races in the mystical concept. This superposition also makes it difficult for any creature to completely eliminate a certain racial attribute. At the very least, simply transforming the body into another race is useless.

Besides various racially specific weapons and spells, what is most closely related to this racial attribute is the so-called prophecy and fate... Those predetermined fates with clear racial orientations cannot be escaped by simply transforming one's physical body into another race; predetermined fates are not so easily changed.

For example, the future of the annihilation of the savage beasts that the Great Prophet of the Savage Beasts saw will not be rewritten just because the savage beasts collectively turned themselves into undead.

Because what is destined to perish in this future is not life forms with a single "Wild Beast" race, but all races with the "Wild Beast" attribute will be wiped out.

What the Great Chieftain of the Wild Beasts and the core leaders of the Wild Beasts seem to want to do now is to completely eliminate the "Wild Beast" field from their race from the perspective of mysticism, and only retain the new race, in order to avoid the fate of certain extinction.

This is indeed a rather imaginative and bold idea... because completely eliminating one's original racial attributes is extremely difficult, no less difficult than the difficulty for a sinful angel to become a god.

"Is this the real purpose of that so-called ancestral spirit ritual?"

After a slight sigh, Valensa asked again:

"So, what are the results of your research, my darlings? Is there any chance that the Wild Beasts project will succeed? Can you estimate their current progress?"

"We're still too pressed for time... um."

Tia then stretched, looking very tired and sleepy.

"At that ritual, I only discerned some aspects related to racial concepts, based on the magical theories I learned in the Sage's Tower. Suzuran only understood the part about black magic; she is indeed a prodigy in this area. But the truly remarkable one is Sister Friggia... She completely understood the principles of the Wild Beast ritual spell and even gained some inspiration, which she plans to use in her future experiment to revive the ancient Eve civilization."

"After all, she's Sister Friggia... She's practically the origin of our civilization's magical knowledge, so it's normal that she's more powerful than you and Suzuran. Don't worry about it too much."

Valensa chuckled as she comforted Tia, then tickled the soles of Tia's white-stockinged feet:

"So? Do you think the Wild Beasts have a chance of succeeding?"

"This... um."

Tia frowned, and even her heavy drowsiness dissipated considerably:

"It's hard to say... If other races wanted to do this, it would be basically impossible, but it's really hard to say for wild beasts... Otherwise, Sister Friedeja wouldn't have been inspired by this ritual. Even as their mortal enemy, I have to admit that the wild beast ritual is very powerful."

"Is it really that powerful?"

Valensa raised an eyebrow in surprise:

"The wild beasts are clearly a race with a very low level of civilization... Could it be that they are only backward at the bottom level, and the warlocks, shamans and Radiant-rank powerhouses are actually very knowledgeable? Comparable to sages and witches? But I have killed quite a few of those Radiant-rank wild beasts... I feel that apart from being stronger, they are still rude, ignorant, and impolite bumpkins."

"No... it's not because the spellcasters of the wild beasts are so powerful, but because the wild beast race itself is quite special."

Tia stroked her chin for a moment before saying:

"Haven't you ever wondered why, when humans can mass-produce dragon-slaying weapons, we've never developed any weapons or spells specifically designed to attack wild beasts? The same goes for the Netherworld Ghosts in the north and the Mist Demons at sea; we haven't been able to develop any weapons or spells specifically designed to attack their races either. This is one of the important reasons why they are considered the three great natural disasters."

"Weapons specifically designed to attack wild beasts and ghosts... Hmm, I don't think I've ever heard of such a weapon. But there must be weapons specifically designed to attack fog demons, right? For example, the demon-sealing shuriken that Cao Cao uses seems to be very effective against fog demons."

Valensa offered a different perspective.

"Different."

Tia shook her head and swayed her feet:

"The hastily made Demon-Sealing Shuriken is indeed more effective against Mist Demons than ordinary weapons, but it is not a racially specialized weapon. Rather, it is the essence of the Chiba clan's centuries of experience in fighting Mist Demons... emmm, to give an example, it's like a bow and arrow. Bows and arrows are definitely more effective against flying monsters than ordinary swords, right? But it's just that they are easier to hit. The actual destructive power is still quite different from that of racially specialized weapons."

"I see... Hmm, I understand what you mean."

Valensa hesitated for a moment, then asked:

"Then why haven't we been able to develop racially specific weapons for the three major calamity races? It seems like these three races don't have any obvious things in common."

"As for the Netherworld Ghosts and Mist Demons, the main problem is that we humans don't know enough about them."

Tia shrugged with a wry smile:

"The prerequisite for developing racially specific weapons and spells is to have a thorough understanding of that race in a mystical sense... Humans were able to develop dragon-slaying weapons back then, but it was only after countless powerful individuals fought against dragons despite racial disparities, and then dissected the dragon's corpse, separated the dragon's soul, and conducted in-depth research that they were able to achieve this result."

And you should know how mysterious the Mist Demon and the Netherworld Ghost are, right? If Sister Friggia hadn't recently seen through the true nature of the Mist Demon, we still wouldn't know what kind of being it really is.

"So, insufficient understanding prevents the development of racially specific weapons? I see... This makes sense for the Mist Demons and the Netherworld Ghosts, but what about the Wild Beasts? Wild Beasts shouldn't be anything mysterious, right? Aren't they essentially just humanoid creatures with various animalistic traits?"

Valensa curiously picked at her toes again... picking at Tia's white-stockinged little feet.

"Hum~"

Tia's legs trembled slightly from the itching in her feet. She glared at Valensa, bit her lip to suppress the rising heat within her, and patiently explained:

"The Wild Beasts are indeed not mysterious, but they are experimental creations... You should not have forgotten their origin, right? Strictly speaking, their ancestors were also humans. It was Sister Friggia who conducted various human experiments in order to revive the ancient Eve civilization, which accidentally gave birth to the Wild Beasts."