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?

would have nothing left to

forward blindly, in the darkness, in a

up walking in a direction the old Alex would have never

Step.

below the tree, and the Stalker was

it should

tasted incredibly delicious, but if the prey

front of the

Should it attack?

BANG!

swung with his

Stalker immediately

SHING!

had just been

SHING! CRK!

The sword got stuck, and Alex used it

BANG!

away from the tree, pulling

Stalker had used a similar move

Fight or not fight?

had been

at the Stalker as it

SHING!

was cut apart as the Stalker quickly moved along the

CRACK!

as Alex's sword cut through two-thirds of the tree's

BANG!

towards the ground at

BOOOM!

in the earth. The sound of Alex hitting the ground thundered throughout the

immediately

Run!

Too dangerous!

turned around and ran

BANG!

after it with

was

a

SHING!

front of it. The Stalker looked over and saw the dangerous weapon of the human being stuck in a

The Stalker stopped.

It wasn't dumb.

kinds of beings needed to use these sharp

Maybe it could win?

around to

made

would kill

had lost his

and greed took over the Stalker's mind

BANG!

saw Alex, it was already

running, and the short moment of hesitation of the Stalker had given him

to the side of the head with an

Stalker was stunned for a bit, and Alex jumped on its

arms through its armpit, and clamped his hands together on the

a

was using an MMA-move on

best and most effective

and fast frame of the Stalker had become its undoing. If it were bulkier, Alex

the sword, it didn't mean

was a trained MMA-fighter, and as long as he had enough time to study

an attempt to bait

but Alex preferred a more dangerous, direct fight to a lurking

around some more and

He couldn't risk that.

ground as its forelegs moved to the side, out of its

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