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 his

arm

does it have to be to stop making

towards his left arm

his nails on his left forearm

And he pulled back.

big slap of meat was cut

arm was bleeding profusely, and he felt a bit

pain was quite

mind

no stimulus of

feeling of pain was so

void of nothingness, this feeling of

the

Did he like it?

No.

he want

No.

was

began to recover, and Shang's Spirit Sense was intrigued by the

even when it

when it shrunk, it continued making

as Shang focused on the individual components of his arm, everything

a bunch of circles that

was no connection between

space, time, and gravity were so warped that everything

It was so bizarre.

index finger and slowly

finger transform into tiny parts of flesh, bone, blood, and skin while still making sense was

focused on his regrowing

finger to the regrowing stump

at him, but he didn't pay them

finger regrow from

It was so interesting.

finger completely

same time,

Silence.

Nothingness.

I thinking about

on his

was I thinking

right hand moved to his

he tore off the skin of his forearm in multiple pieces until there was no more skin

receptors were screaming

it just

mind

the pain was

the only thing Shang could focus

had said that this was a good spot to rethink one's choices and to make peace with one's

feel

the pain and watch his arm regrow from

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