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

breathing automatically but

when he had been trying to comprehend the Concept of

very

four Concept of

start of the Judgment Palace's

outside world consumed

was

to filter

were consuming slight bits of Death Mana

to lose more life

Palace had already sacrificed over 25 million Archmages,

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

Archmages entered

enough, they didn't even need to

they entered, the Death Mana would kill them faster

Mana kept consuming

every Archmage it consumed,

the Death Mana had taken

when he had trained in his own little

Death Mana in here had…

Changed?

what the

less apathetic

a way, Shang felt like all the dead Archmages were

all the hate-filled and aggrieved souls that

regrets were combining to create some

was not

could now see the difference between his little Pit

the Death Mana here were incomparable to the one from

have been enough for Shang to comprehend the first two Concepts of Death, but it wouldn't have

very similar

was how it

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

His life was ending.

being forcefully pulled away from the