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?

that happened, Alex would have nothing left to

blindly, in the darkness, in a

were that he would end up walking in

Step.

the tree, and the Stalker was still

if it should attack him or

the prey was too dangerous, the Stalker

this being in front of the creature

Should it attack?

BANG!

upward and swung with his sword at

Stalker immediately

SHING!

the Stalker had just been on

SHING! CRK!

sword to the left, burying it horizontally in the trunk of the tree. The sword

BANG!

tree, pulling his

had used a similar move

Fight or not fight?

been taken from

flew at the Stalker as it just landed on another

SHING!

the Stalker

CRACK!

sword cut through two-thirds of the

BANG!

the ground

BOOOM!

the ground, his sword creating a cut in the earth. The sound of

Stalker immediately

Run!

Too dangerous!

and ran into

BANG!

after it

the Stalker was faster

made a split-second

SHING!

it. The Stalker looked over and saw

The Stalker stopped.

It wasn't dumb.

beings needed to use these sharp

Maybe it could win?

around to

had made its

would kill

had lost his

over the Stalker's mind as

BANG!

the Stalker saw Alex, it was

of the Stalker had

the Stalker and hit it to the side of

for a bit, and Alex jumped on its

behind, put his arms through its armpit, and clamped his

was a

on a gigantic, cat-like creature in a

was the best and most

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

weapon was now the sword, it didn't mean that he couldn't use other weapons

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

sword forward in an attempt to bait the

more dangerous, direct fight to

the Stalker decided to lurk around

He couldn't risk that.

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

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