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.

colorful, and bright Auras here, but

outstanding Auras that cast a certain light on

Aura

they knew what everyone

this dark and domineering Aura that made them seem like an ancient evil that had been asleep for thousands

this heroic Aura of an extremely powerful hero chosen by the Mage

Auras, and all of them were outstanding

Aura was

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

was a very

the world around him was losing

he was a corrupting influence

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

simply how his Aura portrayed him

felt like Shang's Aura wasn't

respect, disrespect,

There was just nothing.

capacity to feel emotions or

he was just following his

doing or why he was doing

just

thoughtless, brainless, goalless,

Shang appeared to everyone around

should think of him, but most of

such a simple and

to

be a good place for

Shang and Erel.

SHING!

Focus, which was taller than him and extremely

Focus was probably

"Ready," Erel said emotionlessly.

SHING! SHING!

appeared

a huge and curved sword, his

Shang's left hand was a long and thin metal

with interest at Shang's

could feel that Shang's weapons were harder

by

strange and unreal to see someone on

like that with their mind

a warrior stood calmly in the middle of

or not, Shang's physical strength

"Ready," Shang said.

Lucin nodded. "Then, Three…"

Focus began

"Two…"

Shang didn't move.

"One…"

up even more and began to shine in