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!

with his full speed. With his opponent having a Focus, Shang couldn't take this

exactly one of these many

Mana Sources

in the environment to cast a Spell, but that

Mana, the Focus could also cast Spells on its own,

that was

all, this meant that having a Focus gave a Mage a free Spell every two seconds or so, and they didn't even need

Adept activated his

Spell that

fighting so many Mages, Shang became familiar with nearly every

Spell,' Shang thought. 'Sure enough, this is

meters from the Adept, the Adept suddenly began to

instant, Shang was

the most powerful High

then, Shang noticed that his

out of his Mana Shield, which connected it

Adept was using the force of lightning to float about half a meter away

ton of Mana,'

and

BZZ!

out of the Adept's Mana

cramp up, and he felt some searing pain shoot

have absorbed

Shang's entire body and

And his opponent?

when the lightning hit Shang's sword, the Mana Shield was thrown into the

that, Shang's strike

used that Spell,' Shang thought with narrowed eyes. 'His Spell repels all forms

pool of soapy water, the Mana

quickly charged after

later, the lightning on the surface of the Mana Shield became

hiding his Focus so that I can't anticipate his

kept charging at the bright

Focus should have finished creating its first Spell now, and

Shang didn't know what kind of Spell the Focus

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

was

very possible that the Adept had also

Shang got closer,

Spells of Lightning Mages weren't

Spells, which

share of Lightning Adepts,

became even brighter with

only continued

instant later, the flash had passed, and