"Is this the Concept of Battle?" Max muttered, astonished. Even just standing there, doing nothing, he could faintly sense the will to battle pressing against his spirit. It wasn't threatening—rather, it was inviting, like a call to arms for anyone bold enough to accept it. And that only meant one thing.
Someone in the Great Ruler Empire had truly comprehended the Concept of Battle—a Myth Grade concept. The rarest, the most difficult to grasp, yet among the strongest that existed in the world. Max clenched his fists slightly, his excitement rising.
If someone had left their will engraved into this place, then that person… must be one of the true giants of the Great Ruler Empire—or perhaps the last. Either way, Max couldn't help but wonder—who was the legendary figure behind this Battle Hall?
