Sword God in a World of Magic

For a while, the older man couldn't wrap his mind around what he was looking at.

It was the silhouette of a tall and thin man wearing long and old white robes.

There were several loose strands on the old robe, and it looked extremely old, almost ancient.

The white of the robes was so stark that they almost seemed ethereal as they moved slightly in the wind.

Even more, the man wearing the robes was standing on the road with his bare feet, which also seemed far too white to be from someone that walked around with bare feet.

The hair of the man was extremely long and pitch black, heavily contrasting his stark white robes. His hair was so long that it even reached his legs.

But the most shocking thing was his face.

Several pure white bandages surrounded the upper half of his face, completely hiding his eyes. Only his nose, mouth, and hair were visible.

And his expression was scarily neutral. It was almost like the older man was looking at a statue instead of a living human.

Lastly, his aura was… haunting.

As the older man tried to feel the aura of the silhouette on the road, he felt like he was trying to lean on air.

It was like this person didn't have an aura!

By all intents and purposes, this man looked and felt more like an illusion or a ghost than a person.

The older man's mind shot through several scenarios and possible explanations.

But his thoughts were interrupted as he suddenly had to take a deep breath.

The distant "face" of the person had suddenly appeared right in front of him!

Then, the older man couldn't think anymore.

A bloody hole had appeared on his forehead, and his corpse fell to the ground.

At the same time, the surroundings of the corpse were warping and transforming, and an instant later, the older man reappeared on the spot with a bored look.

Everything had happened so fast that no one would have noticed all of this unless they had already been looking at the older man.

Of course, the older man that had reappeared wasn't the real one.

was just an illusion created

after feeling some Mana fluctuations, but they looked away again

nothing of concern

noticed the ghostly figure in white robes standing beside the

This was Shang.

what he had

any particular thoughts

This was just routine.

was to become more powerful, and everything

way he gained his power didn't matter

of jobs for people with no

turned towards the

small medal made of

BZZT! BZZT!

of the medal, and a second later, a hole opened up in the

onto the inside of the barrier, grabbed the first medal

in the beginning, the first medal kept the hole open. If Shang took it away, the hole would close with him outside. Because of that, he put the second one on the inside to keep the hole open so he could

retrieving his second medal, the hole behind Shang closed, locking him inside

only there for show, and Shang could easily step through the

wide and majestic path toward the

more and more

castle was over five kilometers

castles in his life, but this was still one of

Shang

castle and no one guarding the entrance

like there was no

Shang knocked

couple of seconds

open, revealing a neatly dressed older

afterimage appeared between Shang and the older

the

the door, and he acted like there was no one

grand

into the first

saw the actual corpse of the butler lying beside the

stopped in front of the first

a young

A black afterimage appeared.

second of