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.

months later, Shang actually had to put some effort into filtering the

automatically but manually due to the effort and focus

had been trying

very similar

just kept focusing on the level four Concept of Death as more time

start of the Judgment Palace's plan, Shang

world consumed

already noticed that his mind was being altered by the Death

to filter out all the Death Mana, his

consuming slight bits

was starting to lose more

Palace had already sacrificed over

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

Archmages entered

even need

entered, the Death Mana would kill them faster

Mana kept consuming more

Archmage it consumed,

more, the Death Mana had taken on

had been around a lot of Death Mana back when he had trained in his own little Pit of Death, but

Mana in here

Changed?

certain what the right word

Mana was less

Archmages were trying to take him with them into

aggrieved souls that had

combining to create some

not allowed to

between his little Pit of Death and a real

of the Death Mana

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

around him right now felt very similar to the Death Mana he

it felt

the living into the realm of the dead, which was exactly how he felt whenever he was severely injured in

His life was ending.

pulled away