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…

continued punching, missing, and

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

did that Ancestral Mage suddenly become so incredibly angry and then continue with this

couldn't possibly

Mage was extremely serious

with his life on the line, trying

made

when the Ancestral Mage exploded

had rung, and he didn't need to check

and frustrated, making him appear like someone that was desperately trying

at

knew that there was no way for

this would only waste

was he supposed to

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

was to follow orders,

of the Twilight Dusk Family, and he wouldn't throw it away after so many years

course, it was also the Ancestral Mage's job to accept

was in the middle of a life-and-death battle. And distraction could result in his death, and he couldn't

while literally fighting with his

a full minute, the Communication Crystal

Ancestral Mage had been exchanging hundreds,

you?! What do you want?! What is your goal?!" the Sweeper

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

in his eyes. "I

then, he stopped his fist in front of the Sweeper's sword

sword was an

There was no opening.

darkness might as well be

moved to the side a little bit to

was as

was impossible to

Ancestral Mage might as well be a mystical

often he had

The fight continued.