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.

Auras here, but this warrior's Aura was bright in a

Auras that cast

had this charismatic and confident Aura that made them

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

evil that had been asleep for thousands of years just to return and wreak havoc on

heroic Aura of an extremely powerful hero chosen by

many Auras, and all of them

Shang's Aura was

Aura was just as strong as everyone else's, but

Aura was a very

seem like the world around him was losing

like he was a

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

his Aura portrayed him to

the Clouds felt like

charisma, hate, anger, friendliness, respect, disrespect, happiness, sadness, love,

There was just nothing.

had no capacity to feel emotions or make

was just following his instincts like

was doing

was just

thoughtless, brainless,

was how Shang appeared to everyone around

certain what they should think of him, but most of them still ended up looking

simple and

happened to the

a good place for only

Erel. "Are both of

SHING!

Focus, which was taller

probably incredibly expensive

"Ready," Erel said emotionlessly.

SHING! SHING!

things appeared in

Shang's right hand was a huge

long

looked with interest at

harder and more durable than

first time, the Mages were impressed by a warrior, but not due

to see someone on their level lift

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

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

strength was

"Ready," Shang said.

Lucin nodded. "Then, Three…"

began to

"Two…"

Shang didn't move.

"One…"

sped up even more and began to shine in a bright