Sword God in a World of Magic

Elver, contestant 1, looked at the person in the white cloak in front of him.

He was confident that this was Shang, the Fallen Saint, the person that had vanished over 500 years ago after allegedly killing Jerald.

Earlier, Elver had been nervous about the mysterious Master of the foreign warriors. Contestant 31 had already been far more powerful than he had thought, and he had feared that he might lose against this mysterious Master.

Yet, he still had some hope.

But not anymore.

Elver knew Shang.

Elver had seen Shang's power.

Elver had seen what Shang could do.

And he knew that he couldn't possibly win.

All the watching Mages looked at the person in the white cloak with shock.

They hadn't seen this person move at all!

These powerful Mages automatically felt every small bit of movement inside their Spirit Sense, but this person had arrived in the middle of the arena without them noticing.

This was also one of the reasons why Lord Starsky had been so shocked.

He had felt the person move, but he had actually needed to pay attention to follow their movement. This was like someone feeling a slight tingle on their forearm and looking at it to confirm if there actually was something or not.

It could be considered incredibly impressive to make a Mage Lord pay attention to one.

But, of course, this wasn't the only reason why Lord Starsky was shocked.

The other reason was the power of that person.

Earlier, he had dismissed the people in the white and black cloak since they were well within the Realm of Ancestral Mages. A warrior couldn't possibly be that powerful. At least not right now.

Elver only looked at the person in white robes with a complicated expression without readying his weapons.

The person in the white cloak slowly raised his right arm, gesturing for Elver to attack him.

hadn't

asked with a voice brimming with an indistinguishable mix

fear, nervousness, curiosity,

Everything just blended together.

he would say to Shang if he ever reappeared

shouting at Shang, demanding an

possibly moved Shang to do that. After all, Jerald and Shang

of Shang, he couldn't decide on what he

actually still

that knew the deceased dean, the old

had also technically been alive before the war started, but he had only appeared in the warrior academy

fighting between warriors and Mages, an age of rapid development during

gone, and the warriors knew about the outside

the five Kingdoms no

oldest warrior alive,

had witnessed and lived in the Storm Eagle Zone, Duke Whirlwind's territory, part of the

there was a second

the same periods of time as

the

in the white cloak,

only lifted

allow these two to

attention was pulled to the

the white cloak. "Due to the current standard of warriors,

with confusion

believing that this is a warrior without

Starsky said and

Mid Archmage. It would be idiotic to believe that there was

want to fight, I require proof of your identity," Lord Starsky announced as he looked at the

do anything for around

said to Lord

at

was

at Elver, and Elver noticed the deeper meaning behind

of the glance, and they hadn't received

only lower his head and clench his fists in

the glance