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.

longevity of these

could a Mage

Ten thousand years?

A hundred thousand years?

a hundred of them, it meant that around one new Mage King would be born every thousand

exactly how long an Archmage could

ten could

one of them

Shang's goal was to become a

Shang was unfathomably

powerful that normal Archmages couldn't

Ancestral Mages would have a hard time grasping how

even that might not be enough to

this hard work and sacrifice just for a shot

before even reaching

it meant that there were

powerful Mages Shang had been fighting back in the True Path Stage had only known one or two

powerful High Mages had

nine High Mages back then

a single one of them actually had a shot

reached the top ten, he hadn't

He only felt pressured.

already committed his entire life to nothing but his power,

The competition was tough.

the jester commented with a slight chuckle. "You reached the top 10, but you are even more demotivated than

aren't powerful enough because you haven't sacrificed enough?" the jester asked with a

Shang didn't answer.

accept the obvious answer?" the

Shang didn't answer.

the jester said as he leaned on his toy hammer.

isn't the fact that

The jester chuckled.

"It's background and money."

answer, and he only seemed to look in a random

Contenders," the jester said. "That's the title of the strongest

Empire sends its strongest Mage Lord. Of course, the Judgment

them are easily strong enough to become Mage Kings on their own,

Sadly, there just isn't that much Mana left,

"And no one can become a Mage

you are

the jester's

not

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