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 bright

outstanding Auras that cast

Aura that made them seem like

feeling of control around them, almost like they knew what everyone around them would do before

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

people had this heroic Aura of an extremely powerful

so many Auras, and all of them were outstanding and

Aura was

everyone else's, but in

was a very

the world around

a corrupting

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

how his

all, the Clouds felt like Shang's Aura

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

There was just nothing.

was like Shang had no capacity to feel emotions or make any

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

was doing

just

thoughtless, brainless, goalless,

was how Shang appeared to everyone around

him, but most

such a simple and aimless idiot enter the

to

used to be a good place

Erel. "Are both of you

SHING!

summoned his Focus, which was taller than him

Focus was probably

"Ready," Erel said emotionlessly.

SHING! SHING!

two things appeared in

right hand was a huge

hand was a long and thin metal bar,

with interest at

were harder

impressed by

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

like that with their mind

in the middle of the

or not, Shang's physical strength was very impressive to

"Ready," Shang said.

Lucin nodded. "Then, Three…"

began to

"Two…"

Shang didn't move.

"One…"

Focus sped up even more and began to shine in