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 this warrior's

outstanding Auras that cast a certain light on

this charismatic and confident Aura that made them seem like born

feeling of control around them, almost like they knew what everyone around them would do

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

Aura of an extremely powerful hero chosen by the Mage

were so many Auras, and all of them were outstanding

Shang's Aura was

strong as everyone

a very

like the world around him was

a corrupting

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

how his Aura portrayed him to

felt like Shang's Aura

no charisma, hate, anger, friendliness, respect, disrespect, happiness, sadness, love, or anything human in

There was just nothing.

to feel emotions or make

like he was just following his instincts like a mortal

know what he was doing or why he

just

brainless,

appeared to everyone

quite certain what they should think of him, but

did such a simple and aimless idiot enter the

happened to

place for only

Shang and Erel. "Are both of you

SHING!

summoned his Focus, which was taller than him and

Focus was probably

"Ready," Erel said emotionlessly.

SHING! SHING!

two things appeared in

was a huge and

Shang's left hand was a long and

looked with interest at Shang's

Shang's weapons were harder and more

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

to see someone on

to lift something like that with their mind or body.

stood calmly in the middle of the arena while carrying two of

strength was

"Ready," Shang said.

Lucin nodded. "Then, Three…"

began

"Two…"

Shang didn't move.

"One…"

sped up even more and began to