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.

to put some effort into filtering

breathing automatically but manually due to the effort

was reminded of when he had been

felt very

level four Concept of Death

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

the outside world

already noticed that his mind was being altered by

was doing his very best to filter

and mind were consuming slight bits of

Shang was starting to lose more life energy than he was

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

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

Archmages entered

they didn't even need to kill themselves

soon as they entered, the Death Mana would

Death Mana kept consuming more and

consumed, it

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 he

in

Changed?

certain what the right

less apathetic

dead Archmages

like all the hate-filled and aggrieved souls that had died

combining to create some kind of primordial force that wanted to end all

was not allowed

his little Pit of Death and a

the Death Mana here were incomparable to the one

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

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

how it felt to

to pull Shang from the living into the realm of the dead, which was exactly how he felt whenever he was

His life was ending.

was being forcefully pulled