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.

Shang actually had to put some effort into filtering the

was like he was no longer breathing automatically but manually due to the effort and focus it

reminded of when he had been trying to comprehend the Concept of

had felt very similar back

the level four Concept of Death as more time

Palace's plan, Shang

world consumed

noticed that his mind was being altered by the

very best to filter out all the Death Mana, his filter

consuming slight bits of Death Mana without

after the start, Shang was starting to

Judgment Palace had already sacrificed over 25 million Archmages, which was

barriers the other Empires had built

Archmages entered and

enough, they didn't even need

soon as they entered, the Death Mana would kill them

Mana kept

Archmage it consumed, it became more

Mana had taken

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

Death Mana in here had…

Changed?

what the right word

Mana was less

felt like all the dead Archmages were trying to take

aggrieved souls that

create some kind of primordial force that

not allowed

could now see the difference between his little Pit of

Death Mana here were incomparable to the one

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

now felt very similar to the Death Mana he had experienced after his

how it felt

from the living into the realm of the dead, which

His life was ending.

forcefully pulled away from