The Obelisk of War wasn't large, yet it was the entire centerpiece of the Nexus Battlefield and its most crucial item within. Because every last individual here, be it a Soldier or Commander, was here to fight for the right to 'observe' it.
It was thirteen meters in height, roughly as thick as an adult oak tree, completely obsidian black. There were mysterious, unidentifiable silver characters that seemed alien to mortals and Ascended beings alike etched all over its surface. It was clean. Unnaturally so.
It felt pure and unable to be tainted by the slightest turbid quality in existence. Wei Wuyin had seen this exact structure before. When he had received the Mark of War, he was shown a bloody battlefield of blood, chaos, and death in a vision.