Sword God in a World of Magic

Right now, Shang stood on top of a hill, overlooking the border between two Zones.

The Zone he was currently in was filled with icy hills, and the Zone to its east was filled with canyons, small mountains, and craters.

Shang could see several huge towers and groups of Mages. He could even see two High Mages.

For the last two days, Shang had been watching that border, noting all the forces that were stationed there.

This border was special.

This was not only the border between two Zones but the border between two Kingdoms.

This was the border between the Blackshadow Kingdom and the Spirit Spring Kingdom.

Shang had been inside the Blackshadow Kingdom for another two years, strengthening himself and training with Sword.

By now, Shang was 32 years old.

He had been gone from the Skythunder Kingdom for around ten years, but now, he was very close to being able to return.

While the Blackshadow Kingdom enslaved physical fighters and fed them to their beasts, the Spirit Spring Kingdom was very different.

Even though they had a different kind of Summoner in their Kingdom, called a Spiriter, their entire Kingdom was completely different from the Blackshadow Kingdom.

While the Summoners enslaved their beasts, the Spiriters built a connection. The beasts willingly fought for them, and the bond between a Spiriter and their beasts was a close one.

Additionally, the Spirit Spring Kingdom was right beside the Skythunder Kingdom, and they also had some warriors travel through their Kingdom from time to time. After all, the Skythunder Kingdom and the Spirit Spring Kingdom were close allies, and plenty of warriors were sent to the Spirit Spring Kingdom to help put pressure on the Magic Purity Kingdom.

If Shang managed to enter the Spirit Spring Kingdom, he would be able to return to the Skythunder Kingdom without any problems.

He wouldn't even need to hide anymore.

'It's been over ten years,' Shang thought as he looked at the border.

Over the last couple of days, Shang had been thinking about his journey and how he had changed over its course.

He had been sent to the central-west of the Grandmountain Kingdom by that powerful Mage.

He had quickly been found and transferred to the northeastern front to fight the Blackshadow Kingdom.

There, he had learned about the barbarians.

Then, he spent around seven to eight years in the Tide Serpent Zone until he fled to the Ancestral Mountain Zone.

to the Blackshadow Kingdom and

of Abominations over these two years, terrifying the Blackshadow Kingdom and

made

he had to be the reason for many innocent people to lose their

power was the most

times over the last two years, but he always managed to

people that only wanted to fight

more he did it, the easier

only felt natural to

to Shang's survival,

ten years, Shang had changed so

Stage and uncertain of how he should act. Should

at the Mid Commander Stage. Right now, his body was at around 85% of the power of a Mid Commander Stage beast, but his upper limit was already approaching

he had been running around without a shirt, but since he

several holes and huge dents in the armor,

sword hung

pants were

that covered his left eye looked old and in just as bad of a shape as his other pieces

obviously not been taken care of, making it

strange to the younger Shang,

a hardworking but insecure aura. He was like a teenager that wasn't

for the first time, he had become irritated by him. The Dean had appeared coldhearted

hadn't been

hadn't known why he had disliked the Dean so much when

And now?

and if he were to see Shang

him with the Dean for

had very slowly become more and more

beginning, Shang felt bad for killing

had gotten

horrible for killing the beggars

gotten used to killing his enemies, even if

to kill

had gotten used to killing anyone that went against

to protect his

to killing his old friends as long as they

if their intention wasn't

human Shang killed in the real world that had absolutely no intention

people in the Blackshadow Kingdom that just happened to come close to his hiding