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?!

Emperor was known as one of

the apocalyptic

moment, the storm

time, they felt like the reality around them

they were very familiar with all Affinities, including

warping that appeared around them didn't only warp these three things

the very essence

Kings began to fall

They couldn't fly anymore!

all their power, and they could still feel all

the reality around them

Concepts were written in a foreign language

of their Spells and Concepts, even though they could

two Mage Kings couldn't believe what

language of the Concepts around them had changed into

was rejecting

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

They were completely helpless!

in the

mighty Mage Kings, were now nothing

continued charging forward, pulling

just

cloud was a humongous fissure,

deepest black and any being that saw

like this was the most

into this fissure

was the Pit

and millions of corpses inside the huge fissure at any given moment

of Death Mana in there was

more and more Death Mana was being produced there, pushing the Death Mana out of

land around the fissure was

a platform, and this was the opposite

humongous trees, peaceful beasts, and plenty of small animals

a paradise and beyond

platform filled with life was surrounded by the

fissure was actually something that could

surrounded the

the Pit of Death was both