Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang took a deep breath and walked over to the table.

Then, he pulled down the upper part of his uniform and lay down on the icy table.

From the table, Shang saw the Dean walk over to the thing lying in the room. Shang wasn't entirely sure how the thing had suddenly lost consciousness again, but this had probably been Duke Whirlwind's work.

The Dean put the thing onto the table beside Shang. The table was easily big enough.

"Keep it unconscious," the Dean said.

"No worries," Duke Whirlwind answered from the side.

From now on, Shang couldn't see the Dean anymore since he was lying face-down on the table.

"I will create the cut now. Are you prepared, Shang?" the Dean asked.

"Go ahead," Shang said.

Meanwhile, Shang took a deep breath and mentally prepared himself.

Shang didn't see it, but the Dean took out a shining black knife, which seemed to be made of something like obsidian.

Then, the Dean put the tip of the blade on Shang's neck.

Shang felt the coldness of the blade, and his heart began to beat faster.

And then, the blade went into Shang's body.

The cut was slow and deliberate, careful not to injure the bone.

Shang felt the searing pain of a cut slowly opening above his spine.

Luckily, he could deal with something like that. It wasn't even as bad as his destroyed left arm.

On the side, Mattheo cringed in pain.

He had no idea how Shang could take something like that.

After some seconds, the Dean pulled the knife away.

There was now a cut going all the way from Shang's neck to his behind.

The Dean put his hands into the open wound and pulled it to the side.

Not many people had the luxury of seeing a human essentially being skinned. The skin and the muscles offered a lot of resistance, but the Dean's power was far beyond their ability to resist.

Shang took a deep breath through his gritted teeth.

This was way worse than the cut!

His flesh was being pulled from his very bones!

"Soran," the Dean said.

Shang heard a couple of steps and then felt a slight burning feeling coming from his back.

"Soran is using his Wind Mana to stop your flesh and skin from regenerating," the Dean emotionlessly said. "Anything that regrows will be cut away."

"How is the pain?" the Dean asked.

Shang answered, but his

agreed to undergo this procedure have done way worse than

ahead," Shang said

away and took out his

Shang didn't see it.

Dean put his spear on the highest

will be quick but

breath and gritted

Then, his head nodded.

spear began to rotate like

CRRRRRRK!

hole into Shang's neck, and it completely severed all

was like every single nerve in Shang's entire

his body sent the most painful signals of pain they

breathing as his vision

Was this even pain?

It felt so unfamiliar.

was like this wasn't

a feeling of

his entire body, even though all his nerves had

to just directly

neck broken,

overloaded

and ground them down until he could feel their

eyes were

worse, Shang couldn't breathe

panic," the Dean said evenly. "The procedure will be done

barely registered

this far before. You won't feel what I'm doing back here with your nerves cut," the Dean

just have to

had difficulties hearing the Dean's voice, but he

just have to

'Wait and survive!'

'Wait and survive!'

second that passes is one second less I have to

second I think to myself is another second that

seconds is already one percent of the time I

trick to keep

had to

Only wait!

he heard the most disgusting sound he had

It sounded slimy.

ear to a tube of toothpaste being

but with the context, Shang wanted to

he couldn't even hurl right

his viscous bone marrow being squeezed out of

sound going through his entire body,

was almost

Dean said

thing on the table vanish from within his

squelching and cracking

seconds later,

healing too quickly, and

concentration, and his Mana was rushing towards

he strained

Keep it like that,"