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 warrior's Aura

outstanding Auras that

charismatic and confident Aura that made them seem

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

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

extremely powerful

were so many Auras, and all

Aura

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

Aura was a

almost made it seem like the world around

was like he was a corrupting influence on

just a mental image created by closely examining Shang's Aura. Obviously, his Aura didn't change

how his Aura

the Clouds felt like Shang's

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

There was just nothing.

to feel emotions or make any coherent

his instincts like a mortal worm

what he was doing or why he was

just doing

brainless, goalless,

appeared to everyone around

think of him, but most of them still ended up

simple and aimless idiot enter

happened to

place for only the

and Erel. "Are both of you

SHING!

summoned his Focus, which was taller than him and

Focus was probably incredibly expensive

"Ready," Erel said emotionlessly.

SHING! SHING!

two things appeared in Shang's

a huge and curved sword,

long and thin metal bar, his

looked with interest

harder and more durable than Early

first time, the Mages were impressed by a warrior, but not due to

unreal to see someone on their level lift something that

like that with their mind

stood calmly in the middle of

not, Shang's physical strength was very impressive to

"Ready," Shang said.

Lucin nodded. "Then, Three…"

Focus began

"Two…"

Shang didn't move.

"One…"

even more and began to shine