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 some effort into filtering the Death

no longer breathing automatically but manually due to the effort and focus

was reminded of when he had been trying to

very similar back

four Concept

Palace's plan, Shang couldn't train

alive in the outside world consumed literally all

already noticed that his mind was being altered by the

very best to filter out all the

and mind were consuming slight bits of Death Mana without

months after the start, Shang was starting to lose more life

had already sacrificed over 25 million Archmages, which was

but the barriers the other Empires had built around Shang's barrier kept forcing the blood into

Archmages entered

even need to

Mana would kill them faster than they could kill

kept consuming more

Archmage it consumed,

the Death Mana had

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

in

Changed?

what the right

Death Mana was less apathetic

way, Shang felt like all the dead Archmages were trying to

and aggrieved souls that had died here were banding together

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

not

the difference between his little Pit of Death

the Death Mana here were

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

right now felt very similar to

was how it felt to

some kind of force was trying to pull Shang from the living into the realm of the dead,

His life was ending.

was being forcefully pulled