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 Aura was bright in a very

were plenty of outstanding Auras that cast

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

control around them, almost like they knew what everyone around them would do before

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

this heroic Aura of an extremely powerful hero chosen by the

so many Auras, and all of

Shang's Aura was

just as strong as everyone else's,

was a very intense

like the world around him

was a corrupting influence on

just a mental image created by closely examining Shang's Aura. Obviously,

was simply how his

all, the Clouds felt like

disrespect, happiness, sadness, love,

There was just nothing.

to feel emotions or

like he was just following his instincts like a

doing or why he

just

thoughtless, brainless,

how Shang appeared to

quite certain what they should think of him, but most

and aimless idiot enter the

happened to the

a good place

looked at Shang and Erel. "Are both of

SHING!

his Focus, which was

probably incredibly expensive and

"Ready," Erel said emotionlessly.

SHING! SHING!

appeared in

right hand was a huge and curved

Shang's left hand was a long and thin

looked with

that Shang's weapons were harder

were impressed by a warrior, but not due to his

was just very strange and unreal to see someone on

even attempt to lift something like that with their mind or body.

in the middle of the arena

or not, Shang's physical strength was very impressive to the

"Ready," Shang said.

Lucin nodded. "Then, Three…"

began

"Two…"

Shang didn't move.

"One…"

even more and began