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

blindly, in the darkness, in a random

end up walking in a direction the old

Step.

the Stalker was

was still debating if it

tasted incredibly delicious, but if the prey was

now, this being in front of the

Should it attack?

BANG!

upward and swung with his sword at the

Stalker immediately

SHING!

Stalker had just been on was

SHING! CRK!

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

BANG!

the tree, pulling his sword out while

used a similar

Fight or not fight?

been taken from the

at the Stalker as

SHING!

was cut apart as the Stalker quickly moved along the tree

CRACK!

sword cut through two-thirds

BANG!

shot towards the

BOOOM!

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

immediately

Run!

Too dangerous!

turned around and ran

BANG!

it

Stalker was faster

a split-second

SHING!

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

The Stalker stopped.

It wasn't dumb.

these kinds of beings

Maybe it could win?

turned around

had made its

kill

had lost his

took over the Stalker's mind

BANG!

Stalker saw Alex, it was already too

the Stalker had

it to the

for a bit, and Alex jumped

from behind, put his arms through its

was a full

MMA-move on a gigantic, cat-like creature in a dark

was the best and most

Stalker had become its undoing. If it were bulkier, Alex couldn't have used that

the sword, it didn't

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

had deliberately thrown his sword forward in an attempt to bait

but Alex preferred a more

lurk around some more and strike

He couldn't risk that.

flopped to the ground as its forelegs moved

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