"It seems this battlefield belongs to the same time when the war between the devils and the primordials took place on Orion," Max murmured as he slowly pieced together his thoughts, his gaze sweeping across the desolate land filled with silent remnants of that ancient conflict.
As the idea settled in his mind, another question immediately followed. "If that is the case, then could this secret domain have been created by some kind of accident?"
He found it difficult to imagine any deliberate method that could produce a domain like this. The existence of such a place felt too chaotic, too unrefined, as though it had been formed by forces colliding rather than by careful design.
