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.

of these Mage Kings was

long could a Mage

Ten thousand years?

A hundred thousand years?

Mage Kings lived for a hundred thousand years, and since there are a hundred of them, it meant that around one new

how long

ten could

one of

goal was to become

was

so powerful that normal Archmages

many Ancestral Mages would have a hard time grasping how powerful

that might not be enough to

for a shot at maybe

had comprehended World Connection before even reaching the Fusion

him, it meant that there were

had only known one

High Mages had been true

at least nine High Mages back then that had

them actually had a shot at

reached the top ten, he hadn't been

He only felt pressured.

had already committed his entire life to nothing but

The competition was tough.

a slight chuckle. "You reached the top 10, but you are even

you aren't powerful enough because you haven't sacrificed

Shang didn't answer.

unwilling to accept the obvious answer?" the jester

Shang didn't answer.

me confirm it for you," the jester said as he leaned on his toy hammer. "The biggest

also isn't the fact that you're

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, starting

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

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,

Kings. Sadly, there just isn't that much Mana left, which means that becoming a Mage King is only afforded

again. "And no one can become a

now, you are

the jester's smirk

you're not the

least two Archmages that will 100% beat you in a fight while at the same level as