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.

very unique, colorful, and bright Auras here, but this warrior's

outstanding Auras that cast a certain light on

confident Aura that made them seem

had this innate feeling of control around them, almost like they knew what

evil that had been asleep for thousands of

this heroic Aura of an extremely powerful hero

all

Aura was

Shang's Aura was just as strong as everyone else's, but in contrast, it was

a very

made it seem like the world

a

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

how his Aura

Clouds felt like Shang's

was no charisma, hate, anger, friendliness, respect, disrespect, happiness, sadness, love, or anything human in his

There was just nothing.

had no capacity to feel emotions

just following his instincts like a mortal worm in

what he was doing or why he was doing

just doing

brainless,

was how Shang appeared

him, but most

a simple and aimless

happened to

be a good place

and Erel. "Are both of you

SHING!

which was taller than

was probably incredibly expensive

"Ready," Erel said emotionlessly.

SHING! SHING!

things appeared in Shang's

was a huge

a long and thin metal

looked with interest at

that Shang's weapons were harder and more

the Mages were impressed by a warrior, but not due

to see someone on

lift something like that with their mind

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

strength

"Ready," Shang said.

Lucin nodded. "Then, Three…"

Focus began to spin

"Two…"

Shang didn't move.

"One…"

sped up even more and began to shine