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,

THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?!" the Sweeper shouted

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

couldn't possibly

the Ancestral Mage was extremely serious

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

made no

when the Ancestral Mage exploded

need to check to know who was calling

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

obviously wasn't angry and frustrated at

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

this would only

what was he supposed

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

job was to follow orders, and he would do his

and

Mage's job to accept new orders

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

while literally fighting

minute, the Communication

exchanging hundreds, if not thousands, of

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

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

Ancestral Mage's eyes narrowed as rage burned in his eyes. "I must kill you!" he

in front

was an

There was no opening.

of darkness might as well be an eternal titan guarding

attacked again, but the Ancestral Mage just moved to the side a little

was as

impossible to hit

as well be a

idea how often he

The fight continued.