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…

punching, missing, and avoiding

the Sweeper shouted in confusion,

did that Ancestral Mage suddenly become so incredibly angry and then

anger couldn't possibly

the Ancestral Mage was extremely serious about

life on the line, trying his absolute best to kill

made no

when the Ancestral Mage exploded

Crystal had rung, and he didn't need to check to know who was calling

was so incredibly angry and frustrated, making him appear like someone that

at his opponents but

knew that there was no way for him to make any progress in this

that this would only waste

what was he

to kill the two of them the smart way by following them and then attacking them outside, but the

job was to follow orders, and he would do his

Dusk Family, and he wouldn't throw it away after so many years of working his ass

accept new orders from

he was in the middle of a life-and-death battle. And distraction could result in

call while literally fighting with his life on the line was too

the

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

is your goal?!" the Sweeper shouted at him while she was trying to

have

burned in his eyes.

fist in

was

There was no opening.

well be an eternal titan guarding an

again, but the Ancestral Mage just moved to the side

Ancestral Mage was

was impossible to hit

Ancestral Mage might as well be a mystical phantom of

no idea how often he had

The fight continued.