Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang floated from one battlefield to the other.

The three Empires had been going all out, but Shang stopped their advances.

Naturally, as soon as everyone had noticed that Shang had won against the powerful Mage Lord, the remaining Peak Mage Lords with fivefold Spirit Senses gave up their positions.

In an instant, all the Defender Flags for Peak Mage Lords vanished from the battlefield.

When there were no more Attack Flags, Shang stopped moving for a bit.

His hood just turned to look in the direction of the Judgment Palace.

Shang naturally couldn't see it, but he felt like there was a powerful presence there.

However, Shang wasn't sure if what he felt was actually genuine or if his damaged soul was giving him hallucinations again.

Just as the Mage Kings had expected, Shang was in constant pain, but that wasn't actually the problem.

The problem was that Shang's mind sometimes lost clarity, and the world appeared blurry and confusing to him.

The constant paranoia Shang was feeling due to the way the Custodian had repaired Shang's warrior body wasn't helping.

Shang was like a mortal that hadn't slept for two days, hadn't drunk anything for a day, and hadn't eaten anything for a week, while constant life-ruining events happened around him.

Concentrating and focusing was very, very difficult.

It took so much effort to concentrate.

It reminded Shang of the time his longevity had run out. Concentrating felt nearly as exhausting as staying alive had been back then.

It was so bad that Shang couldn't even move and comprehend Concepts at the same time.

In the past, Shang comprehended Concepts by training with his sword and trying to manipulate the Concept with it.

This no longer worked.

Moving and trying to understand something took too much focus at once. Shang could now only do either of the two, not both.

difficult to comprehend the Destinations for

the entire

a sharp piece of metal that sat on the

use their body to manipulate a sword as efficiently and

could still wield a sword, but there were several

still a certain sense of inertia to Shang's movements since he lacked the explosive power of his legs and hips to shift his

had ever been, but in a

while, Shang just faced the distant

tell what

figure put fear into every watcher, including

barely human, but now, there was

Aura felt so dead and so

warm older brother that would protect one while being cruel to an enemy. Naturally, that Aura didn't reflect King Sanctified

impression was helpful to King Sanctified Death, which was why he exhibited such an Aura. It

just

was a visitor amongst the

He didn't belong here.

He should be dead.

someone that was fighting against life

push

dead wanted to pull him in, but he refused to

be dead, but he

looking at the unmoving Shang, something else was happening

he was facing

mind had become cloudy again, and he

entire world spun

body began to

and unexplainable dark thoughts swam

his hood, Shang clenched his teeth, and the world snapped

turned around and flew towards the

for helping," the

she didn't call him

Queen saw Shang after he had lost his legs,

fluctuations of his soul were horrible