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.

everyone had very unique, colorful, and bright Auras here, but this

plenty of outstanding Auras that cast a certain light

Aura that

of control around them, almost like they knew what everyone around them

evil that had been asleep for thousands of years just to return and wreak havoc on the

extremely powerful hero chosen

and all of them were outstanding and

Aura was

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

Aura was a very

like the world around him was losing color and becoming

he was a corrupting influence on his

was just a mental image created by closely examining Shang's Aura. Obviously, his

his Aura portrayed him

felt like Shang's Aura

friendliness, respect, disrespect, happiness, sadness, love,

There was just nothing.

no capacity to feel emotions

was like he was just following his instincts like

didn't know what he was doing or why

was just doing

brainless, goalless,

Shang appeared

they should think of him, but most of them still ended up looking down on

simple and

to

place for

and Erel. "Are both

SHING!

summoned his Focus, which was taller than him and extremely

was probably

"Ready," Erel said emotionlessly.

SHING! SHING!

two things appeared in Shang's

a huge

was a long

Mages looked with

that Shang's weapons were harder and

the first time, the Mages were impressed by a warrior,

strange and unreal to see

something like that with their mind or body. It was

stood calmly in the middle

not, Shang's physical strength was very impressive to the

"Ready," Shang said.

Lucin nodded. "Then, Three…"

began

"Two…"

Shang didn't move.

"One…"

even more and began to