"There are more and more people coming."
Inside Kadar Village, the emaciated old Village Chief, whose face resembled a withered corpse, stared faintly at the crystal before her. It hazily displayed the location of Gou Dan and the others.
"Ali, more and more knights are going missing. If this continues, I'm afraid it'll alarm the king sooner or later." Beside her, a middle-aged woman with delicate features weathered by hardship spoke with worry written across her face.
"Knights?" The old woman cackled. "Do those fellows outside look anything like knights from our country?"
The middle-aged woman fell silent.
"As for the king..." When the old woman spoke of him, the mockery on her face deepened. "The moment he began cooperating with these demons, he no longer deserved to be called a king!"
The middle-aged woman lowered her head in silence. Seventy-three years ago, the Red Moon Church, once notorious throughout the kingdom's history, had officially stepped onto the stage and become the kingdom's state-supported religion.
Even Yue Er Xun, the king, had taken the lead in becoming a believer. He had not only offered massive support to this demonic heresy but had also used the power of the state to suppress the other traditional faiths, eventually launching a bloody campaign of suppression and slaughter!
The former state religion, the God of Light Temple, had been branded a demonic cult and subjected to a nationwide manhunt and extermination. By now, more than a hundred traditional temples had been destroyed and replaced with temples unique to the Red Moon.
Throughout the kingdom, only the followers of Ola, the God of Life, had managed to survive. Nearly every other religion had been branded demonic.
And seventy-three years later, the tyrant responsible for all this was still alive and well. The passage of time