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 this warrior's

Auras that cast a certain

people had this charismatic and confident Aura that made them seem like born

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

evil that had

extremely powerful

and all of

Aura

as strong as everyone else's, but

a very intense

almost made it seem like the world around him was losing color and

was a corrupting influence on

examining Shang's Aura. Obviously, his Aura

his Aura portrayed him to

Clouds felt like Shang's

anger, friendliness, respect, disrespect, happiness, sadness, love, or anything human in his

There was just nothing.

Shang had no capacity to feel emotions or make

was like he was just following his instincts

doing or why he was doing

just

brainless,

how Shang appeared to

weren't quite certain what they should think of him, but most of them still

such a simple and

happened to

place for only

and Erel.

SHING!

Focus, which was taller than him and extremely

probably

"Ready," Erel said emotionlessly.

SHING! SHING!

things appeared in

was a huge

a long and

with

weapons were harder and

impressed by

just very strange and unreal to see someone

that with their mind

stood calmly in the middle of the arena while carrying

Shang's physical strength was very

"Ready," Shang said.

Lucin nodded. "Then, Three…"

Focus began to spin

"Two…"

Shang didn't move.

"One…"

even more and began to