Sword God in a World of Magic

Countless people noticed the gigantic storm cloud that passed overhead for just an instant.

They had no idea what was going on or where this storm cloud had come from.

In just a couple of seconds, the storm cloud left the Lightning Manor's Empire behind, entering the Empire to the southeast.

The Judgment Palace Empire.

Immediately, all the huge Magic Circles surrounding the Judgment Palace Empire began to activate and ring with alarms.

Several Mage Lords of the Judgment Palace had their faces turn white in shock.

Whatever had just entered was far beyond their power.

This meant that this had to be a Mage King!

Why would a Mage King suddenly invade the Judgment Palace?!

Was this war?!

BANG!

After an explosion, two Mage Kings appeared in front of the huge storm cloud with narrowed eyes.

"Who are you?! Why are you invading us?!" they shouted as they readied apocalyptic Spells.

Yet, the next moment, their eyes widened in terror.

Just now, they felt like a God had looked at them with killing intent.

H-How was this sensation so intense?!

This was even stronger than…

And then, they realized that this wasn't a Mage King, but a Mage Emperor.

Even more, based on the huge cloud filled with lightning and the direction it came from, this was most likely the Lightning Emperor.

But why?!

one of the nicest and most

link the apocalyptic pressure

the next moment, the storm

same time, they felt like the

they were very familiar with all Affinities, including Space, Time, and

felt that the warping that appeared around them didn't only

the very essence of Mana was changing around

the Mage Kings began to

They couldn't fly anymore!

they could still feel all the Mana inside their

like the reality around them had become

was like all the Concepts were written in a foreign language in

Spells and Concepts, even though they could all

two Mage Kings couldn't believe what was

around

rejecting their

later,

They were completely helpless!

Spirit Senses were smothered in the thundercloud

mighty Mage Kings, were now nothing

continued charging forward, pulling the

just 100,000 kilometers away from the

the storm cloud was a humongous fissure, 50,000

the deepest black and any being that saw it would feel terrifying

feel like this was the most

into this

was the

millions of corpses inside the huge fissure at any

of Death Mana in

only stay in the fissure since more and more Death Mana was

fissure was

a platform, and this was the opposite of

trees, peaceful beasts, and plenty

paradise

platform filled with life was surrounded

something that could

of Death surrounded the peaceful land of

was like the Pit of Death was both protecting