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

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

of when he had been trying to comprehend the Concept

very similar back

just kept focusing on the level four Concept of Death

after the start of the Judgment Palace's plan, Shang couldn't

outside world consumed literally all of

already noticed that his mind was being altered by

though Shang was doing his very best to filter out all the Death Mana, his filter wasn't perfect

body and mind were consuming slight bits

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

the Judgment Palace had already sacrificed over

the other Empires had built around Shang's

entered and

enough, they didn't even

would kill them faster than they could kill

Mana kept consuming

it consumed, it became more

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

in here had…

Changed?

wasn't certain what the

Death Mana was less apathetic

dead Archmages were trying to take him with them

like all the hate-filled and aggrieved souls that

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

was not allowed to

difference between his little Pit of Death and a real

Mana here were incomparable to

been enough for Shang to comprehend the first two

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

it felt

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

His life was ending.

was being forcefully pulled away