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.

answered, but his voice sounded

done way worse than you up to now. The

Shang said

put the knife away and took out

Shang didn't see it.

his spear on the highest part of

be quick but very

deep breath

Then, his head nodded.

Dean's spear began to rotate

CRRRRRRK!

had drilled a hole into Shang's neck, and it completely

was like every single

sent the most painful signals of pain they

stopped breathing as

Was this even pain?

It felt so unfamiliar.

this

feeling of inescapable

entire body, even though all his nerves had been

to just

their neck broken, they very often died

just became overloaded with everything

them down until he could feel their splinters with

eyes were

worse, Shang

air. Don't panic," the

only barely registered the Dean's

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

to wait

the Dean's voice, but he had

to wait and

'Wait and survive!'

'Wait and survive!'

one second less I

second I think to myself is another

is already one percent of the time

to

only had

Only wait!

he heard the most disgusting sound he had ever heard in his

It sounded slimy.

was putting their ear to

without context wasn't disgusting, but with the context, Shang

he couldn't even

was the sound of his viscous bone marrow being squeezed out of his

going through his entire body,

sound was almost worse than the

the Dean said after the

within

several squelching and

seconds later,

and

had lost his concentration, and his Mana was rushing

his teeth as he strained his mind

Keep it like that,"