Chapter 1 The Five Races of the Beast God Realm: Scale, Feather, Naked, Insect, Fur

In the beginning, the Beast God Realm had no clear divisions between races. Aside from their own kind, everything else was prey and competitor.

But after the ancient Immortals and Gods passed down civilization, the earliest Divine Beasts spontaneously differentiated into five categories: 'Scale, Feather, Naked, Insect, Fur', defining their own domains of rule.

The Feather race includes all kinds of spiritual and divine birds with feathers. Of course, the ability to fly isn't the main point. After all, there are creatures like the terror bird and ostrich in this world, so generalizations can't be made. It is said that there are also some lizards and snakes covered in feathers that can simultaneously belong to both the Scale and Feather races.

The Scale race includes scaled creatures like snakes, fish, and lizards. However, some winged insects also belong to this category, as scale powder is also a scale. No arguments accepted. This is how the ancients divided them. After all, for the Immortals and Gods, instead of thinking about genes and bodily structures that can change at any time, it was better to simply divide them according to the most obvious external characteristics.

On this continent, round above and square below, surrounded by various seas, the Scale race mostly lives in the sea. Only a portion of the coastal land and upstream areas belong to the Scale race, while the Feather race occupies the most dangerous mountainous and forested areas. However, many spiritual birds of the Feather race are naturally carnivorous, feeding on fish and snakes, so they need to live near the sea, and the mountainous and forested areas are also very suitable for the Scale race to survive, so these two races often fight each other.

In fact, among the five races of the Beast God Realm, except for the Qilin and Divine Elephant lineage of the Fur race, which are the most powerful and peaceful due to their consumption of Qi and vegetation, almost all other races engage in internal strife and mutual slaughter every day.

It wasn't strange that the Scale race's army appeared in the Feather race's territory. What was strange was how the Feather race could not have noticed them—even Jin Qiong, who was hidden by layers of secret techniques, had been discovered, so with the Scale race's level of concealment, they would have been detected immediately, right?

"It's very likely that those spiritual birds have already reported our news to the Feather race. We have been discovered. These Scale race members are being guided by the Feather race to attack us as probing pawns."

The one who said this was Liu Wuxin. He held his arms in front of him, his strong muscles pulsating with life. He solemnly pointed out, "Fighting them might expose our strength and whereabouts. My suggestion is to have the Europa Squad hide and leave as soon as possible. We bypass these beasts and continue forward."

Although he came from a family of martial artists, he wasn't some muscle-brained man of violence. Rather, martial arts itself is the wisdom of combat.

And avoiding meaningless battles is also a part of martial arts, a highly refined aspect.

This was indeed a good suggestion. Su Zhou had no objections, and Dao Sheng nodded slightly, as if in agreement.

But Zhang Fucheng reported another piece of information that made everyone change their minds.

"Mr. Raphael said that the language of the Scale race is very similar to Chinese dialects, and they mentioned a word before eating..."

Distinguishing spirit codes is a mentally exhausting task, but it is a necessary procedure for secure communication. Translating the spirit codes, Professor Zhang was covered in sweat. He relayed, "Life-Lord...worshipping Life-Lord Divine, grant us food and drink...paying respects to the Heavenly Dragon Lord, grant us spiritual wisdom..."

Life-Lord? Divine?

The Life-Lord Great Tree?

"Capture them."

In matters concerning the biggest objective of this operation, no amount of caution was excessive. Dao Sheng, who didn't want to cause any more trouble, made a decisive decision. The old man issued an order: "We descend immediately and subdue these Scale race members as quickly as possible."

"Su Zhou, it's up to you!"

Hearing these words, Jin Qiong immediately dived under Zhang Fucheng's guidance. The spiritualized divine bird flew towards a hidden dense forest on the ground like a bomber.

Also hearing the order, Su Zhou smiled and stood up, stretching his limbs, his whole body's spiritual power beginning to circulate.

Although it felt like he was being asked to sortie with a 'I choose you, Su Zhou!' tone, this was originally the time for him to sortie. Thinking like this, Su Zhou directly jumped from Jin Qiong's back, and then, with the acceleration of the Lanjia Armor, he fell rapidly towards the ground like a meteor, much faster than a roc, but all the vibrations of the air were erased by spiritual power, so it was silent.

At this time, on the ground.

Raphael, who was monitoring this group of Scale race spiritual beasts, was observing the entire Scale race camp from within a sealed card that had been transformed into a wide fallen leaf.

The Beast God Realm spiritual ox that he had previously controlled had already been cut up and eaten. A moth-like spiritual beast had used wind-based spells to isolate the odor, so even though blood flowed all over the ground, there was no trace of a fishy smell.

The Heroic Spirit Warrior Yuneiro was also on guard, searching for an opportunity to strike. When needed, as long as Raphael gave the order, he would directly attack, using Runic Divine Arts to capture the strongest among these Scale race members.

And the target he had locked onto was in the center of this batch of Scale race soldiers, the giant crocodile that had the strength of an extraordinary high-rank and walked upright like a giant lizard.

This giant crocodile had incomparably thick black scales and a huge size of over seven meters, and this didn't seem to be its complete form. It looked difficult to deal with and not easy to kill.

Moreover, as the leader, it knew the most information, which was why Yuneiro hadn't acted rashly—he was confident in killing the opponent, but not confident in capturing it alive.

At this time, all the Scale race beasts were praying in front of the butchered spiritual ox carcass, and all the beef fat and the fattest ribs were placed at the forefront, on an altar that seemed to be piled up of stone slabs.

"Worship the Life-Lord Divine—grant us food and drink—"

The giant crocodile piously kowtowed to the altar. Whether it was a snake, lizard, moth, or pangolin, all the Scale race soldiers were now extremely reverent, kowtowing in the methods of their respective races, making sounds.

"Pay respects to the Heavenly Dragon Lord—grant us spiritual wisdom—"

And this time, the tone of the Scale race members wasn't as devout, but the reverence was even greater, and compared to before, their emotions were more real, more fanatical.

Hearing these strange tones that sounded like Chinese dialects, Raphael, who of course understood Chinese, couldn't help but frown.

——The Life-Lord Great Tree.

According to legend, it is able to maintain the creation of all things in the Beast God Realm, and everything exists because of Him. In terms of power and position, it is probably not far from the Earth Mother Goddess. No matter how you evaluate it, the Life-Lord Great Tree is definitely an individual of the same level as the 'Great Divine Lord' and 'Celestial Venerable'.

And this kind of individual used to be located in the Beast God Realm connected to the Kunlun Secret Realm, which is only a line away from Earth... Just thinking about this kind of thing is terrifying.

"The Beast God Realm still maintains its faith in the Life-Lord Great Tree. This information cannot be missed."

Thinking like this, Raphael waited for the opportunity. His strength was certainly greater than Yuneiro's, but although sealing techniques were good at dealing with other people's ambushes, they were not good at ambushing others. There were more than forty Scale race soldiers in total, and there was also an extraordinary high-rank. Rather than having the Europa Squad take risks, it was better to wait for the people from the Righteous Nation to come and work together from the inside out.

However, his idea was a little too conservative.

In the instant that Raphael pondered, he saw two shadows, one large and one small, descending rapidly from the sky, plummeting to the earth.

And the smaller one was even faster.

Not only Raphael noticed, but all the other Scale race members also noticed this. They all looked up in surprise.

"It's an ambush by the Feather race!"

The crocodile leading was the first to discover and issue a warning. It had already taken out its weapon, a huge iron hammer wrapped around its tail.

However, when it noticed the rapidly falling small shadow, the giant crocodile's body suddenly froze, motionless.

As the giant crocodile stopped moving, all the other Scale race members also froze, the entire camp seeming to be petrified, without the slightest sound—this couldn't help but surprise Raphael, who didn't know what was going on.

Then, he saw that after being stunned for a while, all the Scale race members threw down the weapons in their hands or on their tails at the fastest speed.

Immediately afterwards, with lightning speed, they prostrated themselves on the ground with the most pious movements, the most standard posture, the most respectful, most flattering attitude.

Coincidentally, Su Zhou, whose body was flashing with dense lightning, was just about to unleash his lightning power in an instant to paralyze all the Scale race members, had arrived at the very center of the camp.

"What's going on?"

At this time, Su Zhou's body was wrapped in an armor of cyan-blue electric arcs as if forged by lightning. With his strength, he could have unleashed his power directly and knocked them all unconscious before the Scale race members noticed him—but in mid-air, Su Zhou didn't sense the slightest hostility, and even sensed waves of 'sincerity' that could even be called fawning, so he restrained his power and descended to the earth.

He scratched his head strangely, "This situation feels a little familiar."

Su Zhou couldn't help but recall the scene a year ago when he was entangled by a group of sea snakes and sea fish on the coast of the South Sea—Yara's bloodline, the oppressive force is truly strong and powerful, strong and powerful.

At this time, all the Scale race members were prostrate on the ground. Even after Jin Qiong's roc divine bird body, still in spiritual form, manifested, the Scale race members on the ground remained motionless, not even trembling slightly, not at all worried that they would be killed by the divine bird for infiltrating the Feather race's territory.

Or rather, being killed was simply not worth mentioning in the face of maintaining respect for the Dragon Blood Lord.

"Lord..."

The crocodile leading spoke in a hoarse voice, its jaw pressed tightly against the sand, its tone extremely respectful. It said humbly and fearfully, "We, we didn't know you were coming, and we didn't prepare offerings to welcome you. It's our dereliction of duty... I will punish myself!"

Blaming itself in a hoarse voice, it then rolled its tail, picked up a long knife that a lizard Scale race member had thrown aside, and directly stabbed itself hard, the blade cutting a long wound, blood gushing out like a tap.

——Although this black-haired, black-eyed Lord in front of him looked like some giant demihumans of the Naked race, that aura, that aura even more noble and powerful than the Heavenly Dragon Lord, was absolutely undeniable. The other party was definitely a Lord, but it didn't know what form the main body was in, or what it should be called specifically.

As for the divine bird Lord beside him... although it was a divine bird, it was also a Lord. Although the five races fought each other, this didn't mean that Lords had to fight and kill each other.

How noble was the bloodline of the Divine Beasts! It was fine for Lords to compete with each other occasionally, but the real fighting and bloodshed only needed them, the combat races, to do it. Lords must not suffer the slightest damage!

"Stop—what are you doing?"

Looking at the extraordinary high-rank crocodile spiritual beast that was torturing itself, but showing a look of relief, as if this could atone for its sin of disrespect, Su Zhou first frowned and spoke, stopping the other party from stabbing itself again and again, and then activated his divine power, scanning the entire Scale race army.

He couldn't help but nod.

These Scale race soldiers had a lot of murderous aura on their bodies, but not much resentment. It seemed that they were just a pure army and not evil people. As for self-harm, it was easier to ask questions this way... But to be honest, Su Zhou was still a little confused as to why the other party was torturing itself.

At this time, the giant crocodile spiritual beast was also puzzled.

"It's only three knives, is the Lord asking me to stop already?" It thought to itself, even a little fearful: "For the crime of disrespect, the Heavenly Dragon Lord would at least have us take ten knives ourselves before he would smile and forgive our sins... Could it be that this Lord is not satisfied with my sincerity and does not want me to atone for my sins with blood?"

It was very apprehensive, but it didn't know what to do. Su Zhou had already asked it to stop, so it could only stop. And all the other Scale race members stopped everything they were doing just now, like puppets, not daring to make any movements.