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.

but

were plenty of outstanding Auras that cast a certain

people had this charismatic and confident Aura that made them

knew what everyone

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

of an extremely powerful hero chosen by the Mage

all of them were outstanding

Shang's Aura

as everyone else's, but in contrast, it was like Shang's Aura was

a very

world around

was a corrupting influence on his

this was just a mental image created by closely examining Shang's Aura. Obviously, his Aura didn't

his Aura portrayed

Clouds felt like

disrespect, happiness, sadness,

There was just nothing.

like Shang had no capacity to feel emotions or make any

he was just following his instincts like a mortal worm

doing or why he was

was just

thoughtless, brainless, goalless,

how Shang appeared to

quite certain what they should think of him,

such a simple and

to the

a good place

Erel. "Are both

SHING!

his Focus, which was taller than him

probably incredibly expensive and

"Ready," Erel said emotionlessly.

SHING! SHING!

appeared in

hand was a huge and curved sword, his

Shang's left hand was a long and thin metal bar, his

with interest at

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

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

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

something like that with their mind or body. It was just too

calmly in the middle of the arena while carrying

Shang's physical strength was very impressive

"Ready," Shang said.

Lucin nodded. "Then, Three…"

began

"Two…"

Shang didn't move.

"One…"

more and began to shine in a bright