Sword God in a World of Magic

Chapter 20

Alex looked at the Stalker, and the Stalker looked back.

Silence.

Only the cold wind could be heard.

Alex slowly retrieved his sword and held it in his right hand. He no longer needed to carry it with both of his hands.

Step.

Then, Alex slowly stepped forward.

The Stalker looked at him from a distance, silently evaluating him.

In its mind, this animal was small, far smaller than it.

It had seen these kinds of animals before, and they always hunted in groups.

Yet, this one was alone.

From what the Stalker had seen, these animals weren't very powerful. They could only be a real danger in a group.

They were slow.

Their bodies were weak.

Yet, this particular specimen felt different to the Stalker.

More dangerous.

However, the more dangerous this specimen felt, the better its meat would taste.

Such creatures as the Stalkers were drawn to powerful prey. The more powerful the prey, the better.

On earth, predators avoided dangerous prey unless they were really desperate.

But here, things were different.

The more powerful something was, the more Mana it had stored in its body. After all, physical power without Mana took a being only so far. At some point, Mana was necessary to become more powerful.

Because of that, the predators that took more risks and survived had become more powerful and had fathered more offspring.

After many, many years, every animal and creature in this world had the instinct of hunting powerful prey.

This was also why the wolves hadn't retreated when they had been attacked by the lizard.

The lizard had killed two of the four wolves, but the remaining two wolves had still charged at it in a frenzy.

This was how powerful the draw of power was for the creatures and animals of this world.

Alex slowly walked closer as he kept his sword ready, never taking his eyes off the creature.

This was no longer the same Alex that had appeared in this world.

The old Alex had thought about many things.

Family, love, success, money, justice.

However, all of these desires had been replaced with a thirst for power.

People changed over the course of their life, but was such a drastic change in attitude and personality in only a single month normal?

Could he still be considered as Alex?

Or had he already become Shang?

Alex didn't think about these things, but he had long decided that he would only walk forward, never looking backward.

The old world of Alex was slowly left behind as he walked into the darkness before him.

How long would it take until Alex looked back?

Would he have already walked so far that he couldn't see his starting point anymore?

Alex would have nothing left to orient himself

he would only walk forward blindly,

walking in a

Step.

the tree, and the

it should attack him

prey tasted incredibly delicious, but if the prey was too dangerous, the Stalker

in front of the creature felt

Should it attack?

BANG!

jumped upward and swung with his sword at the

immediately

SHING!

the Stalker had just been on was easily

SHING! CRK!

sword to the left, burying it horizontally in the trunk of the tree. The sword got stuck, and Alex used it to reposition his body, putting his feet on

BANG!

the tree, pulling his sword out while

had used a

Fight or not fight?

had been taken from

at the Stalker as it just

SHING!

apart as the Stalker quickly moved along the tree towards

CRACK!

evaded another attack as Alex's sword cut

BANG!

shot towards the

BOOOM!

sword creating a cut in the earth. The sound of

immediately made

Run!

Too dangerous!

turned around and ran into

BANG!

chased after it

Stalker was

a split-second

SHING!

it. The Stalker looked over and saw the

The Stalker stopped.

It wasn't dumb.

kinds of beings needed

Maybe it could win?

around to

had made

kill

lost his most

took over the Stalker's mind as it

BANG!

just when the Stalker saw

of the Stalker had given him enough time to catch up with

Stalker and hit it to the

for a bit,

through its armpit,

a full

an MMA-move on a gigantic, cat-like

best and most

of the Stalker had become its undoing. If it were bulkier, Alex couldn't

now the sword, it didn't mean

a trained MMA-fighter, and as long as he had enough time to study his opponent's body, he could glean the

deliberately thrown his sword forward in an attempt

preferred a more dangerous, direct

lurk around some more and strike when Alex didn't pay

He couldn't risk that.

the ground as its forelegs moved to the

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