Sword God in a World of Magic

The Emperors readied their Spells while Abaddon just watched with a friendly smile.

Shang just stood behind Abaddon like a faithful servant.

Kali and Gregorio were readying their own Spells.

There were nine Emperors present, and twoof them would be fighting against the other seven.

However, Abaddon and Shang also had the power of Emperors, making their side have four Emperors.

Four versus seven.

As everyone gathered Mana, all of Aterium seemed to transform.

Even the True Mages at the edges of Aterium felt the Mana rapidly moving away from their position.

Even the weakest humans realized that something monumental was happening.

The Mage Kings could already guess what was happening.

The Emperors were fighting Abaddon.

"And I thought we could do all of this peacefully," Abaddon said with a helpless smile.

Nobody answered him.

Instead, an apocalyptic storm of violent Mana gathered behind the Emperors.

A majority of all the Mana in the world gathered behind them, and the sheer presence of this Mana had already destroyed the Horizon.

Now, they had returned to the real world, and the Mana was even destroying the atmosphere itself.

SHING!

The next moment, a black booklet appeared in Gregorio's hands.

Kali was gathering all the Death Mana she had.

Yet, Shang and Abaddon were still just hovering there, doing nothing.

CRRRRK!

Suddenly, a black tear appeared in the atmosphere, and the Fierycold Queen, who had been watching from a distance, died.

She had survived the tournament, but in the end, she had still died.

The Emperors couldn't spare any focus for the dead Mage King right now. They were too busy preparing for the final battle.

However, the next moment, a pearl appeared in the place where the Fierycold Queen had just been.

In an instant, the pearl absorbed all the Mana, and a bit later, it appeared directly in front of Gregorio.

An lnheritor Sphere!

The Emperors gritted their teeth.

knew what this

the Emperors released

the storm shot

gathered power of seven Emperors was simply too

pages fluttered, and the next moment, the

had sacrificed the Fierycold

front of the four of

acted in

it wouldn't be easy to defend against such

attack had been dealt

WHOOOOOOM!

gathered violently expanded

Emperors had to defend against that attack, or they would take

they all knew how

terrifying amount of Death Mana inside her, but recovering the Death Mana took a long time. Recovering Death Mana during a battle was not

rid of the Death Mana Kali had gathered, she would be

of that, all the Emperors attacked

they destroyed, the

might have been able to split the Emperors apart for a moment, but the Death Mana she

attacking the Death Mana, Nivera Preston, the Deepsteel Empress, felt something

some reason, the darkness in front of her seemed to be even darker than

the darkness

CRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

was like her Mana Shield had been thrown

felt her Mana rapidly fall, and she immediately used Mana

But it didn't work!

What?!

How?!

reason, her

instant later, Nivera managed to glean

It was Abaddon!

Death Mana couldn't compare to Kali's Death Mana, and yet, the way the Death

had already lost 25% of

that wasn't the

CRKCRKCRKCRK!

instant, 36 attacks hit her

attacks had all come at nearly the same

that she had lost another 50% of her

had

had just

"I'm sorry."

Nivera's eyes widened.

BOOOOOM!

a searing beam of sunlight

mind couldn't come to terms with

disintegrated, a person

Linastra Boomwitch, the

of pain, determination, and discomfort at the

the Deepsteel

An Emperor had died.

Sphere appeared where Nivera

all the Death Mana, allowing