There was no doubt that the destruction of the Ancient Magic Civilization had been caused by Alakron, the Abyss King.
The monsters that had hunted humanity to extinction were all troops under His command.
The Fire Dragon King, the Swamp Beast King, and the Giant King, the three Monster Kings, had also been His servants. One had scorched the land with fiery dragon breath, one had poisoned the earth with deadly toxins, and the last had devoured everything, including living beings, with an insatiable appetite, inflicting immense damage upon the entire continent.
Yet the true reason the Akasha Continent had become a barren wasteland where life could not flourish eleven thousand years ago was Alakron's own power.
"The nature of that darkness is similar to the Abyss's Touch we encountered at the Source before. It can drag everything it touches into its depths."
"It connects to a world similar to the Abyss. Once dragged inside, living things and inanimate objects alike will be completely annihilated."
"It's like a bottomless swamp. Once you enter it, you can never return unscathed."
Transparent light flickered in Riezel's eyes, yet he could not see into that darkness at all. He could only vaguely sense the danger and terror lurking within.
Rather than a bottomless swamp, it was actually more like a black hole. Everything that approached that darkness would be dragged in and crushed apart by an irresistible force, with no possibility of survival.
"Even a Domain Expansion would be dragged in and shattered if it touched that darkness."
It was precisely because of the vile nature of this power that, after the Ancient Magic Civilization had perished, the Akasha Continent had been left scarred beyond recognition. Only after several thousand years had it regained a trace of vitality.
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