Sword God in a World of Magic

'I wonder why that is,' Shang thought as he threw the Adept's desecrated corpse to the side.

The once beautiful woman was nothing more than a husk of what she had once been.

The cheering returned as her corpse slowly vanished.

'Why does it not feel as bad to kill Mages as killing warriors?'

'Maybe it has something to do with belonging, privilege, and power? I mean, lots of normal people on Earth don't have sympathy for a millionaire.'

The wheel returned.

"Level three: Powerful Initial Adept."

Then, the wheel began to spin.

'I'm not sure,' Shang thought, 'but I think I'm on to something here.'

Shang scratched his chin as he waited for the wheel to finish spinning.

'Mages have thousands of years of advancements that make it easier for them to become powerful. On top of that comes the fact that some Mages don't view warriors as equals. I mean, I think I didn't speak to one of those before, but I did notice some odd stares from some Mages.'

The wheel stopped at the Lightning Affinity.

'A lot of people from poorer countries have an inherent dislike for people of richer countries, which I can understand. After all, the people of richer countries automatically have it easier in life just due to the simple fact that they had the luck of the draw during birth.'

'They didn't work for their privilege, which could create some anger in some people. Why do they have to work so hard to earn enough money to buy the few scraps of food that keep them alive while others get help from their country?'

After a short burst of light, Shang's opponent appeared in the distance.

It was a young man with short, silver hair. A serious expression was on his face, and he wore spiky, silver robes.

'I mean, I am in an inferior position in life, which could mean that…'

As Shang looked at his opponent, his thoughts stopped.

And then, Shang threw everything he was currently thinking about out of his mind and fully focused on the battle.

What had prompted this change in priorities?

In the man's hand was a floating crystal, and a circlet was slowly and peacefully spinning around it.

'A Focus,' Shang thought as he narrowed his eyes.

'This might be more difficult than I anticipated.'

The jester slowly lifted his hammer and struck the bell.

The Mage opened his eyes, and he looked at Shang with a solemn expression.

BANG!

opponent having a Focus,

of these many

the Mana Sources created,

cast a Spell, but that wasn't all it brought to the

cast Spells on its

that was already terrifying

all, this meant that having a Focus gave a Mage a free Spell every two seconds or

activated his Focus and created his

began casting a Spell that didn't sound

familiar with nearly every Spell, but he hadn't heard

is probably a self-created Spell,' Shang thought. 'Sure enough, this is a

twenty meters from the

an instant, Shang was

powerful High Mages could

noticed that his

his Mana Shield, which connected it to the

lightning to float about

a ton of

and

BZZ!

lightning came out of the Adept's

his muscles cramp up, and he felt some searing

his sword had been made with Lightning Affinity ore, it would have absorbed the Lightning Mana. However, since it wasn't, it only conducted the

entire body and entered the

And his opponent?

Shield hovered above the ground, when the lightning hit Shang's sword, the

Shang's strike had

Shang thought with narrowed eyes. 'His Spell repels all forms of matter,

pool of soapy water, the Mana Shield glided away from Shang and into the

charged after his

Mana

hiding his Focus so that I can't

charging at the bright ball, his mind

Focus should have finished creating its first Spell now, and the Adept

Shang didn't know what kind of

one Spell, and not several, like a Mage. In comparison to

that was

Adept had

closer, his

Spells of Lightning Mages

think that he has had the time to create two custom Spells, which means that he will

fair share of Lightning

became even brighter

only

the flash had passed, and the Mana