Legend has it that millions of years ago, the vast and boundless continent was a single, unified whole, like a dazzling pearl where creatures of all races lived together in harmony.
However, a sudden and world-shaking upheaval shattered this peace and tranquility.
During this cataclysm, all races suffered an unprecedented and devastating blow, and countless lives perished.
Facing such a desperate situation, the gods of the Nine Great Tribes stepped forward and worked together, ultimately succeeding in suppressing the disaster.
In the aftermath of their survival, the various tribes launched an in-depth investigation into the event.
The results were shocking—those savage enemies had actually come from the distant outer heavens!
This had merely been the enemy’s vanguard; they had perhaps already set their sights on this place.
To prevent a similar disaster from descending again, the Nine Great Tribes resolutely decided to exhaust their entire collective strength.
They spared no expense, sacrificing a massive amount of their racial providence to join forces and cast a seal, completely isolating the entire world and cutting off all contact with the outside.
In this way, peace was temporarily restored to the world.
Regrettably, the good times did not last.
Less than ten thousand years passed before that indestructible sealing formation suddenly cracked and shattered, plunging the entire world once more into the chaos of war.
This time, the invasion was even more violent, causing the originally unified continent to split into four independent regions.
The borderlands were affected by a strange power, and from then on, not a single blade of grass grew there, making it resemble a forbidden zone.
Afterward, the Nine Great Tribes urgently called a meeting to discuss countermeasures.
However, strangely enough, one of the tribes was absent without reason, making the situation increasingly mysterious and blurred.
Exactly what race this tribe was, Qi Lin did not know, because the information regarding them had been erased.
The records only stated that the leader of this tribe had disappeared, which caused the remaining eight tribes to point their fingers at them, launching a merciless war against that race.
In the end, this leader was captured, but when faced with the interrogation of the eight tribes, the individual flatly denied everything.
When asked about the reason for their disappearance, they remained silent.
Due to a lack of conclusive evidence, and combined with certain tribes stepping forward to plead for mercy on their behalf out of consideration for past friendship, everyone finally decided not to execute this leader.
Instead, they were exiled to the Border, left to fend for themselves.
From then on, that person vanished from sight.
The original tribe also elected a new leader.
It could be said that, despite being of the same race, they never trusted one another.
The Nine Tribes united once again to resist the foreign invasion, but this time the enemy’s strength was exceptionally formidable, far exceeding their imagination.
This war was protracted, lasting for several years, resulting in the entire continent falling into a wretched state, with ruins and corpses everywhere.
At some unknown point, several small islands suddenly appeared outside the four continents.
These small islands merged with each other and eventually formed several continents.
They were also foreign races, and they likewise launched attacks against the Nine Tribes.
However, their strength was too weak, and after defeating them, the tribes could even annex these subordinate continents to expand their own territory.
They did not know where these “benefactors” had come from, but they did not dare to completely exterminate these foreign races either.
Because it was precisely the appearance of these foreign islanders that halted the offensive of the eerie, otherworldly invaders.
From then on, those invaders who had polluted the Border never appeared again.
The Nine Tribes, who had narrowly escaped extinction, finally had a chance to breathe, but the incident was not yet over.
The leader who had previously been exiled to the Border had established his own power there, and he launched a counterattack against the main continent!
The Nine Tribes finally met their retribution.
When the Border forces reached their peak, they had even once unified the Holy Continent.
Unfortunately, the birth of a god from the Angel Tribe personally shattered all of this.
He died.
But he was also bestowed with a resounding title: The Border King.
His forces retreated back to the Border, living a precarious existence amidst the purges and crusades of the various tribes.
His subordinates listened to slanderous rumors, or perhaps they simply harbored their own hidden motives.
In the end, they split up, each fighting for themselves.
The Rat Tamer, the Sheep Tamer, and the previously mentioned Pig Tamer were all former subordinates of that man; they were known as the Taming Generals.
However, as the timeline reached the present, they were no longer the first generation.
There seemed to be a special inheritance among these fellows, where each would select a suitable successor to take over their position after their death, becoming the new Taming General.
Here, everything was unrelated to race; all that mattered was talent and strength.
“So this is the history of the continent.”
After finishing her reading, Qi Lin’s heart could not seem to settle.
She hadn’t expected that the subordinate continents and the Border would actually be related to the history of the main continent.
No wonder these native races would take action against the subordinate continents; once unified, the two continents would merge.
As the area of the native continent expanded, the strength of these races would naturally increase, and the Border faction was naturally unwilling to see such a scene.
If it weren’t for the fact that the Border was too long and the terrain within was complex, it probably would have been wiped out by the native races long ago.
The Border forces actually harbored ambitions toward the subordinate continents as well.
However, although they had the strength, they did not have the courage to face the continental races directly.
Within the Border, they could still maneuver and pull back, but if they truly conquered a subordinate continent, it would undoubtedly place them out in the open as a visible power.
Furthermore, just as they did not want the power of the native races to expand, the other side was also thinking about how to eliminate them.
As night fell, the Sheep Tamer gathered all of his subordinates and began to formulate the plan for this war.
Qi Lin was also among their ranks.
At this moment, she finally understood why she was held in such high regard by the other party.
The Sheep Tamer had always been wary of the Rat Tamer’s development, remaining prepared for the war that could break out between the two cities at any time.
The terror of the undead required no further explanation, and as an Angel, she possessed an innate advantage against these dark creatures.
He intended to use Qi Lin as a trump card to deal with the Rat Tamer.
In fact, this current war actually had nothing to do with Qi Lin.
This was a collision between three cities of the Border and three races of the Ordinary Continent.
And it was precisely because of this turn of events that the Border forces were forced toward unification, successfully turning internal conflicts into external ones.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
Right now, the Border forces were proactively helping her block the attacks from the native continent, so she had to do something as well.