Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang waited in front of the Isolation Chamber for a while.

Even for him, entering wasn't easy.

He had trained inside the Isolation Chamber three times before, and all three times had been terrifying.

"One month, 24 days, six hours," Shang said.

The Sweeper took a deep breath.

That was three hours more than last time.

Shang had nearly died last time.

"I understand," the Sweeper said.

She wanted to convince Shang not to do something like that. If he didn't stop, he would one day die to his insane training.

However, she remembered how Shang had coldly brushed off her concern earlier, and she decided not to say anything.

Shang approached the Isolation Chamber and stopped near its entrance.

His heart was racing, and his entire being was screaming at him not to enter.

It didn't show on the outside, but deep inside, Shang was terrified.

He was in deep fear.

Eventually, he took a shaky breath and entered.

Then, he sat down in the middle of the Isolation Chamber.

"Do it," he said.

The Sweeper's expression wasn't visible beneath her black cloak, but she was also anxious.

She had gotten to know Shang quite a bit over the past couple of years, and in some sense, she had a lot of respect for his willpower.

She didn't want to see Shang die.

Nevertheless, it was his decision.

The Sweeper only took a deep breath and closed the entrance.

From the outside, it looked like a black plate appeared at the entrance of the huge black cube, which then fused with the walls.

Lastly, the Sweeper activated a couple of Magic Circles, one of which was a reminder to get Shang out.

Then, she only sat down and waited beside the black cube.

Inside the cube, Shang was sitting in silence.

Funnily enough, after the door had actually been closed, Shang's fear and anxiety calmed down somewhat.

There was no way out anymore.

No Mana and no Spirit Sense could exit the Isolation Chamber.

Some of the Magic Circles absorbed all shaking of the Isolation Chamber and kept it in place.

Shang couldn't destroy the Isolation Chamber, and since it was made of Entropy Ore, Shang couldn't even use his Entropy ability to break out. Entropy Ore was immune to the powers of Entropy.

Shang was stuck.

No matter what he did, he would remain in this Isolation Chamber for one month, 24 days, and six hours.

didn't move

mind almost

entered a

And so, time passed.

the Mana inside the Isolation Chamber

that allowed Mages

was like being

for Shang as air was

to be teleported to Earth as he was now, he

keep operating was unreal, and only Mana

Shang could feel

days after all the Mana vanished, Shang's body

Mana stored in secondary locations had vanished. These were locations

the Mana stored in his

felt like

be compared to someone that had a plastic bag taped around their head. There was still gas in the bag,

a cold feeling of approaching

here, Shang was reminded of the time in Jerald's garden when he had landed on his back and couldn't breathe for half a

two sensations were very

feeling would hold on for infinitely

Shang's mind had extreme difficulties staying

Don't think. I NEED MANA! I NEED- just calm. Don't think.

in a

now would result in his death, but the feeling of approaching death was so overwhelming that Shang

I'm dying! I need

was so

It was horrifying.

have never come in here! Why did I decide to

the outside, Shang seemed

don't want to die! Just stay calm. Just wait. As long

like

of drowning would keep persisting for more

had thought about suicide more

It was too much.

just wanted it to

he always somehow managed

this state, Shang spent almost

of constant

all the Mana inside Shang's Beast Core and Mana Pathways had

when the

producing life energy, Shang's body

like skin, muscles, and bone were being turned

BANG!

the

"Get me out!"

"Get me out!"

punching wouldn't accomplish anything, but his body was essentially moving on

was screeching

He was dying!

He was dying!

He was dying!

me out! Get me

"Help!"

"I'm sorry!"

broke as his flesh

no

whatever

whatever

screeching of nails scratching against hard

crunch of teeth breaking apart and digging into

bloody flesh hitting