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

were plenty of outstanding Auras that cast

Aura

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

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

extremely powerful hero chosen by the Mage

Auras, and all

Shang's Aura

just as strong as everyone else's, but in contrast,

Aura was a

the world around him was losing color and

was a corrupting influence on his

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

simply how his Aura portrayed

Clouds felt like Shang's Aura

anger, friendliness, respect, disrespect, happiness, sadness, love, or

There was just nothing.

no capacity to

following his instincts

know what he was doing or why

was just doing

thoughtless, brainless,

Shang appeared to everyone around

quite certain what they should think of him, but most

and

happened to the

good place for only the strongest

at Shang and Erel. "Are both

SHING!

Focus, which was taller

probably incredibly expensive

"Ready," Erel said emotionlessly.

SHING! SHING!

things appeared in

hand was a huge and curved

left hand was a long and thin

Mages looked with interest at

feel that Shang's weapons were harder

impressed by a warrior,

just very strange and unreal to see someone on their

with their mind or body. It was just

warrior stood calmly in the middle of the

Shang's physical strength was very

"Ready," Shang said.

Lucin nodded. "Then, Three…"

Focus began

"Two…"

Shang didn't move.

"One…"

and began to