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.

more difficult to comprehend

sword included the entire

sword alone was just a sharp piece of

could use their body to manipulate a sword as efficiently

sword, but there

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

most powerful he had ever been, but in a certain way, he was also the weakest he had ever

just faced

what

put fear into every

had already felt barely human, but now, there was

Aura felt so

would protect one while being cruel to an enemy. Naturally, that Aura didn't reflect King Sanctified Death's actual personality,

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

Shang just felt

visitor

He didn't belong here.

He should be dead.

someone that was fighting against life

wanted to push

was like the dead wanted to pull him in, but

wanted him to be dead, but he

everyone was looking at the unmoving Shang, something else was happening in

know he was

cloudy again, and he felt his

entire world spun in his

to

and unexplainable dark thoughts swam

Shang clenched his teeth, and the world snapped

and flew towards the

helping," the

didn't call him

Queen saw Shang after he had lost his legs, she genuinely felt bad

fluctuations of his soul were horrible and full of