Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang's Spirit Sense returned, and he slowly sat back up again.

His body wasn't injured in any way, but the same thing couldn't be said for Sword.

Right now, Sword lay beside Shang.

It was only as big as a dagger.

Shang slowly took a deep breath as reality set in.

"I died," he said.

At that moment, the jester jumped down from the Affinity wheel and walked over to Shang while slowly applauding.

"Not bad, not bad," the jester said with a wide grin. "Honestly, when you reached the True Path Stage, I didn't expect you to become so powerful in the Fusion Realm. I expected that you would just comprehend your four Imposes and then breakthrough."

"But no, you actually went a step further."

"And, sure enough, your work wasn't for nothing," the jester said as he stopped in front of Shang.

Shang slowly stood up and fed Sword more ore. By now, Shang's storage of ores was running low.

Even worse, Shang was missing Entropy Ore.

Sword had just consumed its last piece of Entropy Ore, which meant it could only use its ability three more times.

He just hoped that all of this had been worth it.

"14 points in the beast category, but Dusk alone wasn't enough to kill the powerful Peak Archbeast."

"Eleven points in the Mage category, but the powerful Late Archmage managed to outlast you."

"25 points in total. You are nearly invincible in front of every beast in your Realm, and only Peak Archmages and a select few Late Archmages are a danger to you."

"Honestly, in terms of Battle-Strength for Archmages, you are probably in the top 10, which is quite impressive," the jester said with a smirk.

Shang didn't answer, but his head turned to the side.

Top 10 for his Realm.

This was obviously beyond impressive, but when compared to some other numbers, it wasn't as impressive as one might think.

There were ten Archmages that were as powerful as him in the world.

There might also be ten Ancestral Mages that were this powerful.

There were about a hundred Mage Kings in the world.

the longevity of these Mage Kings was

long could a

Ten thousand years?

A hundred thousand years?

and since there are a hundred

how long an

only one of the top ten could theoretically become a Mage King in the

single one of

goal was to

Shang was

was so powerful that normal Archmages couldn't even comprehend

Ancestral Mages would have a hard time grasping how powerful Shang

be enough to

this hard work and sacrifice just for a shot

before even reaching

other Archmages as powerful as him, it meant that there were

the True Path Stage had only known one or two level two Concepts. The truly

High Mages had

at least nine High Mages back then that had comprehended

them actually had a shot at becoming

heard that he had reached the top ten, he hadn't been

He only felt pressured.

so much, and he had already committed his entire life to nothing but

The competition was tough.

you a sad lad?" the jester commented with a slight chuckle. "You reached

aren't powerful enough because you haven't sacrificed enough?" the

Shang didn't answer.

unwilling to accept the obvious answer?"

Shang didn't answer.

you," the jester said as he leaned on his toy hammer. "The

also isn't the fact that you're not

The jester chuckled.

"It's background and money."

only seemed to look in a random

said. "That's the title of the strongest Mage per Realm per Empire,

1,000 years, the nine Empires hold a tournament. Every Empire sends its strongest Mage Lord. Of course, the Judgment Palace gets to send two since they also have

ten strongest Mage Lords of the world fight for the position of Mage King. All ten of them are easily strong enough to become Mage Kings on their own,

world had infinite Mana, we would probably have a hundred Mage Emperors and over a thousand Mage Kings. Sadly, there just isn't that much

chuckled again. "And no one

are a King

that point, the jester's smirk

you're not the

100% beat you in a fight while at the same level as