Chapter 1172
Many mages insist that the Seventy-Third Deity does not exist, while others are convinced it does. Yet all anyone truly knows is that such a god-demon is rumored to exist—beyond that, nothing is certain.
Even at the time of the Northend World's destruction, this remained a colossal mystery.
The main reason for this uncertainty is that, after the Seventy-Third Deity devoured all life and magic of the Blazeforge Realm and resurrected upon its corpse, it vanished completely.
Even as the Northend World reached its peak and gradually slid into apocalypse, it never appeared again.
If not for the fact that only an ancient god-demon could revive itself by consuming an entire realm, there would be no debate about the Seventy-Third Deity's existence.
Leon frowned, recalling certain things about the Seventy-Third Deity.
Back then, these tales were treated as nothing more than the fanciful biographies penned by wandering poets—no one took them seriously.
Because in the desolate archive of the apocalypse, anything recorded was guaranteed to be one hundred percent accurate and true.
The world of magic is rigorous; anything lacking rigor cannot be collected in the Desolate Archive. Only mysteries as profound as the Seventy-Third Deity would be written down and included there.