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 warrior's Aura was bright

Auras that cast a certain light on

people had this charismatic and confident Aura that

around them, almost like they knew what everyone around them would do before even they

evil that had been asleep for thousands of years

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

Auras, and all of them were outstanding and

Aura was

as strong as everyone

Aura was a

made it seem like the world around him was

he was a corrupting influence

Shang's Aura. Obviously, his

his Aura portrayed

in all, the Clouds felt like Shang's

anger, friendliness, respect, disrespect,

There was just nothing.

had no capacity to feel

was just following his instincts like a mortal worm in

know what he was doing or why he

was just doing

thoughtless, brainless,

Shang appeared to

him, but most

did such a simple and aimless

to the Lightning

be a good place for

Erel. "Are both of you

SHING!

was taller than him and

was probably incredibly expensive

"Ready," Erel said emotionlessly.

SHING! SHING!

appeared in Shang's

right hand was a huge

was a long

with

weapons were harder and more durable than Early

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

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

that with their mind or body. It was

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

strength was very impressive

"Ready," Shang said.

Lucin nodded. "Then, Three…"

Focus began to spin

"Two…"

Shang didn't move.

"One…"

up even more and began to shine in a bright