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.

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

breathing automatically but manually due to the effort and focus

of when he had been trying to comprehend the

had felt very similar back

kept focusing on the level four Concept of Death

start of the Judgment Palace's plan, Shang couldn't train inside his inner

alive in the outside world consumed literally all of

his mind was

filter out all the Death Mana, his

and mind were consuming slight bits

start, Shang was starting to

sacrificed over 25 million Archmages, which was

the barriers the other Empires had built

Archmages entered and

even need to

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

Mana kept consuming

consumed,

Mana had taken

back when he had trained in his own little Pit of Death, but he had never felt anything like this

Mana in here had…

Changed?

wasn't certain what the right

was less

a way, Shang felt like all the dead Archmages were trying to take him with them

like all the hate-filled and aggrieved souls that had died here were banding together to

hatred and regrets were combining to create some kind of primordial force that wanted

was not allowed to

his little Pit of Death and a

of the Death Mana here were incomparable to the one from back

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

him right now felt very similar to the Death Mana

how it

living into the realm

His life was ending.

pulled away from the