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

plenty of outstanding Auras that

had this charismatic and confident Aura that made them

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

Aura that made them seem like an ancient evil that had

people had this heroic Aura of an extremely powerful hero chosen by

many Auras, and all of

Shang's Aura

intensity of Shang's Aura was just as strong as everyone else's, but in contrast, it was like Shang's Aura was

a very

seem like the world around

was a corrupting influence

created by closely examining Shang's Aura. Obviously, his

simply how his

in all, the Clouds felt like

disrespect, happiness, sadness,

There was just nothing.

was like Shang had no capacity to feel emotions or make any coherent

his instincts like a mortal worm in the

know what he was doing or why he was

just doing

thoughtless, brainless,

was how Shang appeared

of him, but most of them still ended up

did such a simple and aimless

to the Lightning

used to be a good place for only

Shang and Erel. "Are

SHING!

Focus, which was

was probably incredibly

"Ready," Erel said emotionlessly.

SHING! SHING!

things appeared in

right hand was a huge and curved sword,

left hand was a long and thin metal bar, his

Mages looked with interest

could feel that Shang's weapons were harder and

were impressed by a warrior, but not due

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

something like that with their mind or body. It was

here, a warrior stood calmly in the middle of

not, Shang's physical strength was very impressive to

"Ready," Shang said.

Lucin nodded. "Then, Three…"

began

"Two…"

Shang didn't move.

"One…"

even more and began to