Walker Of The Worlds - Chapter 2217: The Sacred Tear Tribe's History

The group looked at the vague figures, but couldn’t make out what they were. Instead, they moved onto the third mural that had a lot more depictions.

This time, they could see hundreds of demons standing on a cliff holding weapons. And below the cliff there were thousands of creatures of various forms. These were creatures familiar to the group.

“Chimeric Beasts.” Lin Mu muttered while Ziran began reading it.

“Shortly after we had created our village, we encountered strange beasts we had never seen before. They numbered in the thousands and were as strong as our warriors. We were concerned about them and wondered if we needed to fight them. But much to our surprise, the beasts stayed in their territory.” Ziran read the third mural.

“Hmm… So the Chimeric Beasts have been living here since that long,” Lin Mu noted.

“But the Chimeric beasts aren’t a natural creation… They have been made by someone. Even if they can reproduce on their own, they would still have to be brought here by someone.” Ziran said, furrowing his brows.

“There should be more information about them.” Crown Prince Feng Shun said before glancing at the next mural that made his eyes go wide. “There!” he pointed.

The group looked at the mural that looked like a more expansive scene than the previous mural.

The Demons were still standing at a cliff, but it was located far in the distance and they were small in size. The main part of the mural was actually a giant object of some kind that seemed to be falling down from the sky.

And below it, hundreds of Chimeric Beasts were gathered.

“A decade after we had arrived in our new home, we found out that our ‘neighbors’ weren’t natives here either.” Ziran read, confirming his guess. “Those strange beasts seemingly arrived from the sky in large rocks. These rocks would crash and from it would spill out hundreds of those strange beasts.” He continued to the next mural right away.

On the next mural, they could see a more zoomed up scene of the rock, which was clearly an asteroid. Hundreds of Chimeric beasts seem to be walking out of the holes in the asteroid and joining the other chimeric beasts that were already present there.

“We called these rocks the Harbingers. Every few years or so, a rock would descend from the sky, growing the number of those beasts. By now, we had a few conflicts with some stray beasts, but they never involved the entire swarm of them. They knew of our existence too, but didn’t attack us for the most part. Though they certainly hunted the normal beasts that lived on the plane.” Ziran read the Fifth mural.

“So the Chimeric beasts arrived in meteorites? But that shouldn’t be possible, considering the Spatial Plane is located in the void.” Daoist Chu furrowed his brows.

“Not exactly.” Lin Mu shook his head. “There are plenty of asteroids floating around in the Void, and as such, a few of them crash landing on a Spatial Plane as large as this is not strange. Especially considering the fact that it would be the only thing with a significant gravitational pull in a vast, empty area.” He explained.

“I’d understand a single or perhaps a few such asteroids filled with Chimeric beasts landing here, but for it to happen regularly? Isn’t that unusual?” Lady Kang expressed her doubts.

“That is indeed strange… it would certainly have to be a targeted attempt for it to happen so many times.” Lin Mu agreed.

Ziran thought about it too and felt like it was the most likely option. To know more, he moved onto the next mural.

The Seventh Mural was about hundreds of such asteroids crash landing on the Spatial plane all at once. The entire top half of the mural was filled with dots, which were all asteroids carrying more of the Chimeric beasts.

The bottom half of the mural, on the other hand, showed the Sacred Tear Tribe gathered in an army of over ten thousand. They were armed to the teeth, and it was very clear they were here for a battle.

“As years went by, the numbers of the strange beasts grew. We had started calling them ‘Hrothak’ which our elders said was a word for vile invaders. It matched their actions, for they consumed all the resources they could find and continued to grow their numbers. And as if that was not enough, more of them kept on arriving. We had long since known that there would be a time where the ‘peace’ would break.

As such we had been preparing for it too and growing our army.

Thousand years after we had arrived, the first great war between the Scared Tear Tribe and the Hrothak began.” Ziran read carefully and glanced at the next mural.

The eighth mural was that of the great war, and the Demons of the Scared Tear Tribe battled the Chimeric beasts valiantly. “The battle lasted for weeks and we lost half of our army in it. But victory was in our hands, for the Hrothak had been defeated. Our Army of thousands had defeated their swarm of millions!” Ziran read the words that were written with great emotion.

“So they did win… that sounds good, but then again… We don’t see any of the demons now. Only the Chimeric beasts.” Daoist Chu said with a dark expression.

“Indeed… it was only the first war, after all.” Ziran said as he directly read the next three murals since they seemed to be a single event.

They depicted the injured demons and how they rebuilt their tribe. It took them years, but they eventually managed to reach their peak and grew their numbers back to the original. “A time of peace.” Ziran spoke.

“How long did that last?” Crown Prince Feng Shun asked.

“Two thousand years… A decent amount of time.” Ziran replied. “But it was only the start of the downfall.” He said after looking at the next mural.