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

met the Lightning Emperor before, and they almost couldn't link the apocalyptic pressure

the next moment, the storm cloud

time, they felt like the reality around

very familiar with all Affinities, including Space, Time,

around them didn't only

like the very essence of Mana

later, the Mage Kings began to fall from the

They couldn't fly anymore!

still had all their power, and they could still feel all the Mana inside

it was like the reality

like all the Concepts were written in

all of their Spells and Concepts,

Mage Kings couldn't believe what was

around them had changed into

was rejecting their

Mana Shields and all their enchantments vanished, and a moment later, their bodies were lifted by

They were completely helpless!

Spirit Senses were smothered in the thundercloud of lightning,

Kings, were now nothing but helpless

forward, pulling the two

seconds later, the storm cloud appeared just 100,000 kilometers away

was a humongous fissure, 50,000 kilometers wide and unfathomably

deepest black and any being that

this was the most dangerous place in the

this

the Pit

the huge fissure at

density of Death Mana in there was far beyond

fissure since more and more Death Mana was being produced there, pushing the Death

the fissure was

the other end of the fissure was a platform, and

and plenty of small animals were

a paradise

this platform filled with life was surrounded by

something that could be considered a moat of a

Death surrounded

was like the Pit of Death was