Sword God in a World of Magic

Most of the Clouds living in the Hibye were standing or floating near the central arena.

They all wanted to see this warrior getting stomped out like a bug.

Eventually, it was time for the duel.

Everyone waited with interested expressions as Lucin entered the arena.

"Today, we will be holding one to three duels, depending on the outcome," Lucin said. "Our first and maybe only duel will be between Cloud Erel and Cloud Shang."

"Shang, huh?" some of the onlookers muttered under their breath.

So, that was the name of the warrior.

Of course, no one had ever heard of Shang.

"Combatants, enter the arena," Lucin commanded.

A second later, Erel entered. He wore white and grey robes, his eyes and hair sharing a similar color scheme.

In any other place, Erel's appearance would make him look like a once-in-a-century genius, and everyone would be able to tell that he was outstanding.

But here, he was just like anyone else.

Everyone was outstanding.

Erel stepped into the several-kilometer-wide arena and waited on one end. Duels would start with both combatants on opposite sides of the arena.

And then, it was Shang's time to enter the arena.

Everyone looked over at Shang with interest.

Shang was still using his Shroud to keep himself invisible from Spirit Senses due to habit, but Shroud didn't work on even a single one of the Clouds. Even several of the High Mage Clouds could see through it.

Shang's Shroud had been incredibly effective in the outside world, but here, it was useless.

The perception of all of these Clouds was just too insane.

However, the Clouds were still intrigued by Shang.

First of all, he didn't have eyes, which was very unusual. Sure, there had been one guy that had also spent some time without eyes, but that had been only temporary to comprehend a Concept. If that person had entered battle, he would have regrown his eyes immediately.

But this warrior was entering a battle without eyes.

Why?

What was the point?

There was literally no reason to do that.

Was he so arrogant that he believed he didn't need his eyes to win?

But his lack of eyes was not the only thing that intrigued everyone.

The other thing was his Aura.

Auras here, but

outstanding Auras that cast

Aura that made them

people had this innate feeling of control around them, almost like they knew what everyone around them would do before even they

dark and domineering Aura that made them seem like an ancient evil that had

Aura of an extremely powerful hero chosen by the Mage God

and all of them were outstanding

Shang's Aura was

intensity of Shang's Aura was just as strong as everyone else's, but in contrast, it was like Shang's

a very

world

was like he was a corrupting influence on his

Aura. Obviously, his Aura didn't change the world around him or anything

his Aura portrayed him to

Clouds felt like Shang's Aura

anger, friendliness, respect, disrespect,

There was just nothing.

was like Shang had no capacity to feel

like he was just following his instincts like

was doing or why he

was just

thoughtless, brainless, goalless,

Shang appeared to everyone

should think of him, but most of

and aimless idiot

happened to the Lightning

place for only

looked at Shang and Erel. "Are both

SHING!

his Focus, which was

probably incredibly

"Ready," Erel said emotionlessly.

SHING! SHING!

things appeared in Shang's

was a huge

a long and thin metal

Mages looked with interest

were harder

the first time, the Mages were impressed by a warrior, but not

strange and unreal to see someone on their level

something like that with their mind or

calmly in the middle of the arena while

physical strength was very impressive to the

"Ready," Shang said.

Lucin nodded. "Then, Three…"

Focus began

"Two…"

Shang didn't move.

"One…"

Focus sped up even more and began to