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 at

mind

entered a deep state of

And so, time passed.

the Mana inside the

the very thing that allowed Mages and

an area without Mana was like being underwater

as important for Shang as air was

to Earth as he was now, he

Shang's body to keep operating was unreal, and only Mana could produce that much energy while

Shang could feel was the Mana

days after all the Mana vanished, Shang's body began to crave Mana

secondary locations had vanished. These were locations like skin, hair, and

would consume the Mana stored in his Mana Pathways

felt like he

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

felt a cold feeling

been in here, Shang was reminded of the time in Jerald's

two sensations

time, the feeling would

mind had extreme

I NEED- just

in a constant battle with

in his death, but the feeling of approaching death was so

dying! I

was so

It was horrifying.

never come in here! Why

outside,

don't want to die! I don't want to die! I don't want to die! Just stay calm. Just wait. As long as I stay calm, I will survive. I

like Shang

drowning would keep persisting for more than a full month

had thought about

It was too much.

wanted it to

he always somehow

Shang spent

of

these 40 days, all the Mana inside Shang's Beast Core and

the

life energy, Shang's body

bone were being turned to Mana for Shang's

BANG!

against the wall

"Get me out!"

"Get me out!"

this hitting, kicking, and punching wouldn't accomplish anything, but his body was essentially moving on its

was screeching in

He was dying!

He was dying!

He was dying!

out! Get me

"Help!"

"I'm sorry!"

Shang's arms broke as his flesh and blood started to coat the Isolation

could no

screamed whatever came

whatever

screeching of nails scratching

crunch of teeth breaking apart and

of bloody flesh hitting