Sword God in a World of Magic

Inevitably, the fight dragged on.

No side could hit the other side.

The Sweeper and Shang couldn't retreat. If they did, the Ancestral Mage would regain the use of his Spells, and they would actually die.

They also couldn't go deeper into the Eternal Maw's territory. If they entered its Spirit Sense, it would just attack them.

The only positive thing about this situation was that the Ancestral Mage was also cloaking himself with a Spell, just like Shang and the Sweeper.

However, the movement of Mana could still draw attention.

What were they supposed to do?

What could they do?

Were they doomed to fight this Ancestral Mage with foam fists until someone noticed them?

However, the Ancestral Mage also said that he had to be the one to kill them, and if he ordered the Natural Selection Company to draw back, they most likely would. After all, he was a member of the Twilight Dusk Family.

But then what?!

Were they doomed to battle each other for all eternity?!

Shang just continued shaking his head.

He had trouble accepting that this was actually reality.

How was this reality?

Why?

WHOOOOOOOM!

At that moment, the Ancestral Mage's aura broke through the roof.

The surroundings turned black and white as an unending abyss of rage threatened to consume the Sweeper and Shang.

It was like an angry God had suddenly descended to drown the world in an ocean of blood.

And then…

Mage continued punching,

the Sweeper

incredibly angry and then

couldn't

obvious that the Ancestral Mage was extremely serious

Mage was fighting with his life on the line, trying his absolute best to kill the two

made no

the Ancestral

rung, and he didn't need to check to know

him appear like someone that was desperately trying to grasp for their

obviously wasn't angry and frustrated at his opponents

very beginning, the Ancestral Mage knew that there was no way for him to make any

knew that this

what was he supposed

to kill the two of them the smart way by following them and then attacking them outside, but the young man had to force him to

to follow orders, and he would do his

being part of the Twilight Dusk Family, and he

Mage's job to accept new orders

And distraction could result in his death, and he

call while literally

a full minute, the Communication Crystal went silent

Mage had been exchanging hundreds, if not thousands, of attacks

with you?! What do you want?! What is your goal?!"

head. "I have no fucking idea what's going

eyes narrowed as rage burned in his eyes. "I must kill

stopped his fist in front

was an unassailable

There was no opening.

sword of darkness might as well be an eternal

again, but the Ancestral Mage just moved to the side

was as elusive as

impossible

a mystical phantom of wind stalking the endless

he had shaken his head

The fight continued.