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.

bright Auras here, but this

were plenty of outstanding Auras that cast

people had this charismatic and confident Aura that made them seem like born

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

dark and domineering Aura that made them seem like an ancient evil that had

had this heroic Aura of an extremely powerful hero chosen by the Mage

many Auras, and all

Aura

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

a very

seem like the world around him was losing color

like he was a corrupting influence on

this was just a mental image created by closely examining Shang's Aura. Obviously, his Aura

his Aura portrayed him to

in all, the Clouds felt like

no charisma, hate, anger, friendliness, respect, disrespect, happiness, sadness,

There was just nothing.

was like Shang had no capacity to feel emotions

was like he was just following his instincts like a mortal worm in the

know what he was doing or why he was

just doing

thoughtless, brainless,

how Shang appeared to everyone around

certain what they should think of him, but

a simple and

happened to the Lightning

good place for only the

at Shang and Erel.

SHING!

which was taller

Focus was probably incredibly expensive and

"Ready," Erel said emotionlessly.

SHING! SHING!

two things appeared in Shang's

was a huge and

hand was a long and thin metal bar,

Mages looked with interest at Shang's

weapons were harder and

time, the Mages were impressed by a

unreal to see someone on their level lift

like that with

the middle of the arena

physical strength was very impressive

"Ready," Shang said.

Lucin nodded. "Then, Three…"

began to spin

"Two…"

Shang didn't move.

"One…"

up even more and