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.

bright Auras here, but this warrior's

outstanding Auras that cast a certain light

people had this charismatic and confident Aura

them, almost like they knew what everyone

made them seem like an ancient evil that had been asleep for thousands of years just to return and

of an extremely powerful hero chosen by the Mage

all of them

Shang's Aura was

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

was a very intense

Aura almost made it seem like the world

was a corrupting

image created by closely examining Shang's Aura.

his Aura portrayed him

all, the Clouds felt like Shang's Aura wasn't

was no charisma, hate, anger, friendliness, respect, disrespect, happiness, sadness,

There was just nothing.

Shang had no capacity to feel emotions or make any coherent

his instincts

didn't know what he was doing or why he was doing

just doing

brainless, goalless,

was how Shang appeared to

of him, but most of them

simple and aimless idiot enter the

to the

place for only the strongest of

looked at Shang and Erel. "Are both

SHING!

which was

probably incredibly expensive

"Ready," Erel said emotionlessly.

SHING! SHING!

things appeared in

Shang's right hand was a

left hand was a long

Mages looked with interest at Shang's

feel that Shang's weapons were harder and more durable than

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

very strange and unreal to see someone on their level lift something that insanely

even attempt to lift something like that with their mind or body. It was

calmly in the middle of the

physical strength

"Ready," Shang said.

Lucin nodded. "Then, Three…"

Focus began to spin

"Two…"

Shang didn't move.

"One…"

sped up even more and began to shine