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.

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a sharp piece of

how someone could use their body to manipulate a sword as efficiently

wield a sword, but there were

there was still a certain sense of inertia to Shang's movements

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tell what Shang was

figure put fear into every watcher,

human, but now, there was nothing human about his

Aura felt so dead and so

would protect one while being cruel to an enemy. Naturally, that Aura didn't reflect King Sanctified Death's actual personality, but the vast majority of humans couldn't feel his

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

just felt

a visitor amongst the

He didn't belong here.

He should be dead.

felt like someone that was fighting against life and

to push him away, but he refused

was like the dead wanted to pull him in,

to be

at the unmoving Shang, something else was

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mind had become cloudy again, and he felt

spun in

to

thoughts swam through

his teeth, and the world

around and flew towards the Lightning

helping," the Starlight

call him Young Master

the Starlight Queen saw Shang after he had lost his legs, she

his soul were horrible