—In the 2,115th year of the post-Witch Era, the Witch Era officially came to an end. On New Year's Day of the following year, the Divine God Calendar's first year was inaugurated.
—In the 401st year of the Divine God Calendar, the Red King's authority waned, and he rebelled.
—In the 407th year of the Divine God Calendar, the Second Demon Emperor slew the Red King at Mount Sinan.
"...After Lord Red King perished at Mount Sinan, a total of seventy-two ordinary species and thirty-six spiritual species, including our White Tribe, fled the Empire one after another and hid in the Crimson Wasteland. To this day, of the seventy-two ordinary species, only thirteen tribes remain, while only three of the thirty-six spiritual species are left..."
The Lizardman Priest's voice was pleasant, yet especially tragic at this moment... The story it told was like an epic poem.
"Lord Red King's people were gradually purged by the Empire over all these years?" Young Master Luo asked pensively.
Chilachikuku said, "Some gradually died out because they couldn't adapt to the environment of the wasteland. Others were ruled by hardship and betrayed their faith in the Red King, joining the Empire instead. And there are also some..."
It hesitated.
Maid Miss said indifferently, "Internal strife?"
Chilachikuku nodded lightly. "After all these years, Lord Red King's people gradually split into two factions. One wanted to restore the Red King's glory by every possible means, while the other only wanted their races to continue surviving in the Crimson Wasteland and had no desire to oppose the Empire... The Empire's attitude toward us was to make every effort to assimilate us, so it never pressed us too hard."
"What about you? Which side are you on?" Young Master Luo asked.
"My tribe doesn't participate in the conflict