Sword God in a World of Magic

Chapter 586

Shang slowly scraped off a long piece of flesh from his left arm and looked at it with his Spirit Sense.

He moved the bloody piece of flesh around in his right hand.

It looked normal.

But as soon as his Spirit Sense looked at the individual components of this piece of flesh, it stopped making sense again.

Shing ripped the piece apart again and looked at the two smaller components.

They still made sense.

He held them together, and they still made sense.

Eventually, Shang dumped one of the pieces since he only needed one.

He ripped it apart and dumped one of the pieces again.

It still made sense.

He did the same thing again.

And again.

And again.

After multiple times, the piece of flesh had become so small that Shang could barely rip it apart anymore.

But it still made sense!

Shang looked at his arm again, which had healed by now, but a similarly sized part of his arm as the piece of flesh he was carrying seemed completely senseless in the grand scheme of things.

The tiny piece of flesh made sense in its entirety, but if it were stuck to his arm, it wouldn't make sense.

It was so weird.

And so interesting.

'Wait, wasn't I thinking about something?'

Time passed.

Time passed.

'I'm sure that I was thinking about something important, right?'

Time passed.

Time passed.

'Abominations, right!'

'This world might one day become exactly like this if I become more powerful.'

Shang's mind began to think about things again that Shang couldn't understand.

to

wonder when my arm

does it have to be

right hand moved towards

nails on his left

And he pulled back.

of meat was cut off, and Shang threw

bleeding profusely, and

of pain

mind to latch onto in this

no stimulus of any

of pain was so

nothingness, this feeling of pain was

the feeling

Did he like it?

No.

he want

No.

was just so

same time, Shang's arm began to recover, and Shang's Spirit

and even when it

shrunk, it continued

soon as Shang focused on the individual components of

was like a bunch of circles that made

was no connection between the

time, and gravity were so

It was so bizarre.

and

parts of flesh, bone, blood, and skin

focused on

index finger to the regrowing

at him, but he didn't

regrow from

It was so interesting.

finger completely

time, the

Silence.

Nothingness.

I thinking about

on his

I thinking

right hand moved to his

he tore off the skin of his forearm in multiple pieces until there

receptors were screaming at

it just

for Shang's mind to

pain was

only thing Shang could focus

that this was a good spot to rethink one's choices

that didn't feel very

and interesting to listen to the

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