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

longer breathing automatically but manually due to

when he had been trying to comprehend the Concept of

very similar back

just kept focusing on the level four Concept

Judgment Palace's plan, Shang couldn't train inside

world consumed literally all

already noticed that his mind was being altered by the Death

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

were consuming slight bits of Death Mana without him

starting to lose

already sacrificed

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

Archmages entered

didn't even need to

would kill them faster than they

Mana kept consuming more and

Archmage it consumed,

Mana had taken on

Mana back when he had trained in his own little Pit of Death, but

in here

Changed?

wasn't certain what

Mana was less apathetic

Archmages were trying to take him with them

hate-filled and aggrieved souls that had

to create some kind of primordial force that wanted

was not

now see the difference between his

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

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

that was around him right now felt very similar to the Death Mana he had experienced after

it felt to

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

His life was ending.

was being forcefully pulled away from