As for when this tradition was left in the Haru tribe, we didn't understand it at first. It wasn't until I led the Asada tribe to conquer this camp from the Haru that we finally understood.

The hieroglyphs and some symbols that were originally carved on a hidden rock face only came into my view then.

I had given up all hope of escaping this world, but when I studied those texts, I discovered that there was a civilization that had been passed down for a very long time.

A mysterious civilization even older than the lost civilizations of Atlantis and Sumer in prehistoric times.

The script used to record these civilizations is Sumerian cuneiform. Please don't doubt my expertise; I am considered an authority on ancient scripts.

What you see on the rock face is the Sumerian script from 200,000 years ago, which shocked me as well.

According to Darwin's theory of evolution, humankind has only existed for tens of thousands of years. The Sumerian civilization should be a prehistoric civilization that existed before the Great Flood that brought about the end of the world.

Yet this very ancient prehistoric civilization recorded the following passage in their own writing:

"In the distant past, about 780 million years ago, our planet was inhabited by many gods."

Most of them possess hard, natural armor and large heads. We are merely tools mass-produced by these gods to assist them in ruling and integrating the resources of the entire planet.

This image depicts one of the gods who created us. They are omnipotent, able to travel back to the past and reach the future; time is merely a toy in their hands.

That account ends abruptly there, with no further developments.

However, this alone made me feel that I was not even dust in front of these prehistoric superpowers. Our proud cutting-edge technology was nothing but garbage in the eyes of these civilizations.

However, this also gave me more confidence. This world is strange; it seems that all sorts of things can be perfectly mixed in it. Maybe I can really find a way back from this information.

However, things didn't go very smoothly, and I began to gather information about this magical land.

But the Haru seem to resent our actions; they've become hostile towards all of us and have begun to gather their strength to harass us.

At first I thought they just wanted to reclaim their home, but upon closer inspection, that wasn't the case at all.

The place where we built our tribe is not suitable for these Haru people to live in at all. It is full of rocks and there are few trees, so it is not suitable for them to hide.

So there's only one explanation left: they're guarding some secret, and they have a reason not to let us explore any further.

Later, for some unknown reason, these Haru began to go berserk, as if they had suddenly been infected with a virus, becoming brave and fierce in battle.

They began to relentlessly attack and kill our people, and what's even stranger is that they started collecting and planting large quantities of Protosporum spores from the forest.

It's important to know that although this thing is incredibly resilient, it's still a product of ancient times.

It was as if those Haru had mastered the cultivation method of Prosopa spp. overnight, and in an instant, this giant fungus in the forest grew rapidly like a virus.

This led to a sharp increase in oxygen concentration, and some dinosaurs that were not very common before began to increase in number due to the change in environment to a more suitable one.

But that's not all. In a high-oxygen environment, the first to mutate and revert to their ancestral forms are the insects.

Mosquitoes and dragonflies grew larger with each generation. It was then that I realized the gravity of the situation. Was Haru perhaps trying to use these methods to perish with us?

That was indeed my initial thought, although it felt somewhat absurd. But it was certainly a way to force us out of this area.

But later I found that things were getting more and more wrong. At first, the Haru could still feel some fear, but as time went on, it seemed that their fear was gradually erased.

No matter what tactics we use or what fierce methods we employ, even if the enemy fights down to the last Haru, he can still continue to attack like a madman.

Just as we were locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle, a tribe that had fled from the east arrived in our area.

When they learned that Haru, a warrior of extraordinary strength, had also appeared in their tribe, and that they had fled here because Haru was chasing them, they were shocked.

I was shocked. At that moment, I had a vague feeling that this was not a coincidence, and there must be a secret behind it.

In order to quickly dismantle the forces of those Haru, we absorbed these refugee tribes who had joined us.

The people in these tribes began to practice beast skills together with our own people. Although they were not as strong as the people in our tribe, they were diligent in their training and made great progress after several months of training.

With these newly joined allies, they have undoubtedly become the decisive factor in this balancing act.

We agreed to first eliminate the Haru in the western region, and then pool our resources to help that tribe in the east reclaim their lost homeland.

Things are going very smoothly, and everything is proceeding according to my plan.

Those Haru people have no idea that the balance between us has already been broken because of the addition of this group of tribal natives.

I devised a plan to launch a preemptive attack on the settlement where Haru was located using a large force from my own tribe.

Haru, who had dealt with us many times, had no doubt that we were here to fight them. At that moment, all Haru mobilized.

We then pretended to be outmatched and fought our way back, luring Haru to come and wipe us out.

Most of these Haru are just people with strength but not intelligence. Although their intelligence is not low, they have not yet reached the point of being able to decipher the military strategies created by humans.

So we used this tactic of luring them into a trap, successfully leading all of Haru's main forces into a narrow canyon area that we had prepared in advance.

This is the location we carefully selected after careful consideration. The canyon road here is narrow, and even the widest part can only accommodate five or six people walking side by side.

At the funnel-shaped entrance before entering the canyon, the width is barely enough for two people to walk side by side.

Without a second thought, the Haru led their men straight into the graves prepared for them.

After they were fully inside, the Mila tribe members, who had been lying in ambush, immediately pushed huge rocks down the mountain to completely block Haru's retreat.

Then, a dense rain of stones and logs poured down from the cliffs on both sides of the narrow passage onto Haru below.

Although the Haru were strong, they were not strong enough to withstand the attack of stones falling from a height of tens of meters. Instantly, a large number of Haru were killed by the falling rocks and logs.