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

had been trying to comprehend

had felt very

level four

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

alive in the outside world consumed literally

already noticed that his mind was being altered by the Death

very best to filter out

and mind were consuming slight bits

was starting to lose more life energy than he was

sacrificed over 25 million

filled with blood, but the barriers the other Empires had built

Archmages entered and

didn't even need to kill

Mana would

Death Mana kept consuming more and

every Archmage it consumed, it became

more, the Death Mana had taken on very

he had trained in his own little Pit of Death, but he had never felt anything like this back

in

Changed?

certain what

was less apathetic and

Archmages were trying to take him with them into the

and aggrieved souls that had died here were

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

not allowed to

difference between his little Pit of Death and

Mana here were incomparable to the one from

for Shang to comprehend the first two Concepts of Death,

him right now felt very similar to the

it felt to

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

His life was ending.

was being forcefully pulled away from the