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.

of months later, Shang actually had to put some effort into filtering the Death

no longer breathing automatically but manually due

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

had felt very similar

just kept focusing on the level four Concept of

months after the start of the Judgment Palace's plan, Shang couldn't train inside his inner world

outside world consumed literally all of his

mind was being altered by

his very best to filter out all the Death Mana, his filter wasn't perfect

body and mind were consuming slight bits of Death Mana without him

was starting to lose more life energy than he was

Palace had already sacrificed over 25 million Archmages, which was

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

entered and

even need to kill themselves

entered, the Death Mana would kill them faster than they could

Mana kept consuming

Archmage it consumed, it became more

Mana had taken

had trained in his own little Pit of Death,

Death Mana in

Changed?

what the right

was less apathetic and

Archmages

the hate-filled and aggrieved souls that had died

and regrets were combining to create some kind

not allowed

between his little Pit of Death

of the Death Mana here were incomparable to

first two Concepts of Death, but it wouldn't have

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

how it felt to

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

His life was ending.

being forcefully pulled away from the