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 voice sounded

done way worse than you up

Shang said with

Dean put the knife away and

Shang didn't see it.

on the highest part

quick but very

deep breath

Then, his head nodded.

the Dean's spear began to rotate like

CRRRRRRK!

the spear had drilled a hole into Shang's neck, and it completely severed all the nerves going from Shang's

that exact moment, it was like every single nerve in Shang's entire

the nerves in his body sent the most painful signals

as his vision

Was this even pain?

It felt so unfamiliar.

was like this wasn't

was a feeling

feel nothing but pain coming from his entire body,

instincts were to just directly

neck broken, they very often died

became overloaded with everything and

down until he could

eyes were

worse, Shang couldn't

Don't panic," the Dean said evenly. "The procedure will be done

barely registered

before. You

to wait

voice, but he had understood the last

have to wait and

'Wait and survive!'

'Wait and survive!'

that passes is one second less I have to

second I think to myself is another second

is already one percent of the

tried every trick to keep himself alive and

had to

Only wait!

to keep himself alive, he heard the

It sounded slimy.

someone was putting their ear to a tube of toothpaste

without context wasn't disgusting, but with

he couldn't even hurl

sound of his viscous bone marrow being squeezed out of his

going through his entire body, and his

sound was almost worse

the Dean said

on the table vanish from within his range of vision as the Dean

several squelching and

seconds later,

left arm! Your body is healing too quickly, and it's difficult for me to keep up!" Soran said with a strict

had lost his concentration, and his Mana was rushing

as he strained

like