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 Aura was

were plenty of outstanding Auras that cast a certain light

and confident Aura that made them seem like

almost like they knew what everyone around

people had this dark and domineering Aura that made them seem like an ancient evil that had been asleep for thousands of years just

people had this heroic Aura of an extremely powerful hero

so many Auras, and all

Shang's Aura

was just as strong as everyone else's, but

Aura was a

world around him was losing color and

he was a corrupting influence on

by closely examining Shang's Aura. Obviously, his Aura didn't change

his Aura

all, the Clouds felt like

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

There was just nothing.

Shang had no capacity to feel emotions or

like he was just following his instincts

doing or why he

just

brainless, goalless,

was how Shang appeared to everyone around

of him, but most of

such a simple and aimless idiot enter the

to the

good place for only

at Shang and Erel. "Are both of you

SHING!

was taller than

probably incredibly expensive and

"Ready," Erel said emotionlessly.

SHING! SHING!

things appeared in Shang's

hand was a huge

a long and thin

Mages looked with interest at

harder

by a warrior, but not

see someone on

that with their mind or body. It was

calmly in the middle of

physical strength was very

"Ready," Shang said.

Lucin nodded. "Then, Three…"

began

"Two…"

Shang didn't move.

"One…"

sped up even more and