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.

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

that cast a certain

this charismatic and confident Aura that made them seem

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

dark 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

had this heroic Aura of an extremely powerful hero chosen by

all of

Shang's Aura

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

was a very intense

world

like he was a corrupting influence on his

image created by closely examining Shang's Aura. Obviously, his Aura didn't change the world around him

how his Aura portrayed

all, the Clouds felt like Shang's

friendliness, respect, disrespect, happiness, sadness, love, or anything human

There was just nothing.

like Shang had no capacity to feel emotions

he was just following his instincts like a mortal worm in

was doing or why he

was just doing

thoughtless, brainless,

Shang appeared

quite certain what they should think of him, but most of them

and aimless

happened to the

to be a good place for only

at Shang and Erel. "Are

SHING!

his Focus, which was

was probably incredibly expensive and

"Ready," Erel said emotionlessly.

SHING! SHING!

appeared in Shang's

a huge and

a long and thin

with interest at Shang's

weapons were harder and more durable than Early

Mages were impressed by a warrior, but not due to

very strange and unreal to see someone on their level lift something that insanely

like that with their mind or body. It

calmly in the middle of the arena while

not, Shang's physical strength was very impressive

"Ready," Shang said.

Lucin nodded. "Then, Three…"

began

"Two…"

Shang didn't move.

"One…"

even more and began to