And thus, another decade flew by. All shrines and statues dedicated to the Infernal Gods were obliterated by feral barbarian hordes. However, due to the cataclysmic situation the Infernal Continent now faced, they didn't dare replace them with monuments at the effigy of the Profane Prince, less they collapse under a random blow of the warring armies and incur his wrath.
Within their fragile homes, the barbarians ardently prayed until the name of the August Jade Emperor, the name of Konrad, the Profane Prince, became their strongest drive and reliance. But even after ten years, he'd yet to show himself.
Still, that didn't mean they were without hints. The World Structure rose to a new level, thereby allowing the death toll to shrink by half. Now after ten years, only four billion had perished. Clearly, the Profane Prince was telling them that their prayers weren't falling on deaf hears and that perseverance was key to survival!
