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.

here, but this warrior's Aura

that cast a certain light on

Aura that made them

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

that made them seem like an ancient evil that had

people had this heroic Aura of an extremely

Auras, and all of them were outstanding and

Shang's Aura

was just as strong as everyone else's, but

Aura was a very

made it seem like the world around him was losing color

he was a corrupting influence

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

his

in all, the Clouds felt

disrespect, happiness, sadness, love, or anything human in his

There was just nothing.

Shang had no capacity to feel emotions or make any coherent

he was just following his instincts like

didn't know what he was doing or why he was doing

just

brainless,

Shang appeared to everyone

certain what they should think of him, but most of them

simple and aimless idiot enter the

happened to the

good place for only the strongest

and Erel. "Are

SHING!

Focus, which was taller

Focus was probably incredibly expensive and

"Ready," Erel said emotionlessly.

SHING! SHING!

two things appeared in

hand was a huge and curved sword,

hand was a long and thin metal

looked with

could feel that Shang's weapons were harder and more durable

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

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

to lift something like that with their mind or body. It

here, a warrior stood calmly in the middle of the arena while carrying two

not, Shang's physical strength was very impressive

"Ready," Shang said.

Lucin nodded. "Then, Three…"

Focus began to

"Two…"

Shang didn't move.

"One…"

more and began to shine