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.

very unique, colorful, and bright Auras here, but this warrior's

outstanding Auras that cast a

this charismatic and confident Aura that made them seem

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

them seem like an ancient evil that had been asleep for thousands

of an extremely powerful hero chosen by the

so many Auras, and all of them were

Shang's Aura

as everyone else's, but

was a very intense

Aura almost made it seem like the world around him

was like he was a corrupting influence on his

by closely examining Shang's Aura. Obviously, his Aura didn't change the

how his

Clouds felt like Shang's Aura

hate, anger, friendliness, respect, disrespect,

There was just nothing.

to feel emotions or make

was like he was just following his instincts like a mortal

didn't know what he was doing

just doing

thoughtless, brainless, goalless,

was how Shang appeared to everyone around

weren't quite certain what they should think of him,

simple and

happened to the Lightning

to be a good place for

and Erel. "Are both

SHING!

Focus, which was taller than

Focus was probably incredibly expensive and

"Ready," Erel said emotionlessly.

SHING! SHING!

two things appeared

a huge and curved sword, his

a long and

with interest

were harder and

were impressed by a warrior, but not

unreal to see someone on their

couldn't even attempt to lift something like that with their mind or body. It was just too brutally

here, a warrior stood calmly in the middle of the

Shang's physical strength was very

"Ready," Shang said.

Lucin nodded. "Then, Three…"

Focus began to

"Two…"

Shang didn't move.

"One…"

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