Sword God in a World of Magic

The Judgment Palace never stopped.

Every second, without fail, they would send in the next Archmage to die.

Shang kept focusing on comprehending the level four Concept of Death, but even while constantly dying, it wasn't as easy as he thought it would be.

One month after it started, around three million Archmages had already died in Shang's territory.

The entire ground had already been transformed into a literal ocean of blood, and only a couple of mountains poked out of the ocean.

Rotting guts and pieces of human bodies could be seen floating inside the ocean.

Yet, there were no insects or scavengers present.

The density of Death Mana already didn't allow such weak beings to exist.

Shang sat on one of those mountains, but the blood was already starting to touch his legs when there were higher waves.

This ocean wasn't nearly as smooth as the real ocean.

No, this ocean was chunky, muddy, and disgusting.

It was like someone had filtered the majority of the water out of a sewage pipe and filled a pool with everything that remained.

Except that this was redder but also not really that red since the coagulated blood turned black.

The ocean of blood even had a thin black skin.

All in all, it was quite unpleasant.

Another month later, no piece of land could be seen anymore.

Naturally, all the living beings, except for Shang, had also died already.

Shang hadn't moved and was completely surrounded by the blood.

He already needed to filter out the Death Mana that was trying to enter his body and mind.

Not doing anything wouldn't immediately result in his death, but it would slowly poison him over a long time.

later, Shang actually had to put

longer breathing automatically but

was reminded of when he had been trying

had felt very similar

four Concept of Death as more

months after the start of the Judgment Palace's plan, Shang couldn't

the outside world consumed

noticed that his mind was being

best to filter out all the Death Mana, his filter wasn't

body and mind were consuming slight bits of Death Mana without

to lose more life energy

sacrificed over 25 million Archmages,

blood, but the barriers the other Empires had built around Shang's

entered and

they didn't even need

as they entered, the Death Mana would kill them faster than they

Death Mana kept

consumed, it

the Death Mana had

had trained in his own little Pit of Death, but he had never felt

in

Changed?

certain what the right

was less apathetic and more

Shang felt like all the dead Archmages were trying to

and aggrieved souls that had

hatred and regrets were combining to create some kind

not allowed

his little Pit of

level of the Death Mana here

Death might have been enough for Shang to comprehend the first two Concepts of

very similar to the Death Mana he had experienced after his longevity had run

how it felt to

force was trying to pull Shang from the living into the realm of the dead, which was exactly how he felt whenever he

His life was ending.

pulled