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, missing, and avoiding

THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?!" the Sweeper shouted in confusion,

Ancestral Mage suddenly become so incredibly angry and

anger couldn't possibly

the Ancestral Mage was

with his life

that made

happened when the Ancestral Mage exploded with

Communication Crystal had rung, and he didn't need to check to

making him appear like someone that was desperately trying to grasp for their last glimmer of

obviously wasn't angry and frustrated at his opponents but

beginning, the Ancestral Mage knew that there was no

knew that this would only waste

he supposed to

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

to follow orders, and he would

while being part of the Twilight Dusk Family, and he wouldn't throw

accept new orders from his superior, which

distraction could result in his death, and he couldn't possibly

call while literally fighting with his life on the line was

a full minute, the Communication Crystal went

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

goal?!" the Sweeper

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

in his eyes. "I must kill you!" he

he stopped his fist in front of the Sweeper's

was an unassailable

There was no opening.

well be an eternal titan guarding

Mage just moved to

Ancestral Mage was

impossible to hit

might as well be a mystical phantom of wind stalking the

had no idea how often he had shaken his

The fight continued.