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 avoiding

WANT?!" the Sweeper shouted in confusion,

Ancestral Mage suddenly become so incredibly angry and then continue with

couldn't possibly

Mage

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

that made no

what actually happened when the Ancestral Mage exploded

rung, and he didn't need

was so incredibly angry and frustrated, making him appear like someone that was desperately trying to grasp for their last glimmer of

frustrated at his opponents but at

there was no way for him to make any progress in

this would only

he

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

job was to follow orders, and he would do

and he wouldn't

Ancestral Mage's job to accept new orders from his superior, which

battle. And distraction could result in his death, and he couldn't possibly operate a

him to answer a Communication Crystal call while literally fighting with his life on the

a full minute, the Communication

Sweeper and the Ancestral Mage had been exchanging hundreds, if not thousands, of attacks during that time

you want?! What is your goal?!" the Sweeper shouted at him while she was trying to hit him with her

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

Ancestral Mage's eyes narrowed as rage burned in his eyes. "I

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

was an unassailable

There was no opening.

darkness might as well be an eternal titan guarding

just moved to the side a little bit

was as elusive

was impossible to

a mystical phantom of

idea how often he had shaken his head by

The fight continued.