Sword God in a World of Magic

As Shang's true body appeared above the Judgment Palace, the world seemed to stop.

The few Mages that were watching immediately felt like they had been plunged into a nightmare.

Fortunately, most of them realized that it wasn't the best idea to remain, and they rapidly began to flee.

The humongous ball of swirling black blades slowly lowered itself onto the Judgment Palace.

As it came closer, the tentacles of the ball expanded and tore everything they touched apart.

The Judgment Palace was protected by incredibly powerful barriers, but that didn't matter to Shang.

Shang's offensive power in this state was beyond compare.

One had to remember that Shang could launch an attack at any place within his Spirit Sense with whatever limb he wanted.

And he had a lot of limbs.

At any given moment, in any part of Aterium, Shang could launch thousands of simultaneous attacks with any or all of his limbs.

Naturally, the Judgment Palace's barriers couldn't even hope to withstand Shang's barrage of attacks.

CRK!

The barriers cracked nearly immediately, and the Mana they had been using was dispersed into the surroundings.

By now, Abaddon had also dispersed the Mana from Adam's Inheritor Sphere. After all, he had a better one already.

With all the dead Mage Kings, the world was once more bathed in Mana.

But this time, things were different.

As Shang slowly ground the Judgment Palace into dust, the few surviving Mages began to contact their friends and acquaintances, who then contacted their friends and acquaintances.

In less than a minute, every Mage at the Ancestral Mage Realm or higher knew about Shang.

Although, none of them knew that he was actually Shang.

Right now, Shang was unrecognizable.

Palace vanished, and Shang just

Shang's body relaxed, its shape changed from

of

looked at Shang

this monster do

it just

Hopefully!

CRACK!

explosions occurred

none of the people noticed

explosions had all happened deep below

the

Abominations!

were suddenly coming out from the

and Mage Lords immediately fell into terrified despair, but some of them

these been the spots where the Empress of Death had placed her Magic Circles

that genuinely wasn't important right

appearing and that there

an isolated island, the Archivist watched what

distant places, which was why it wasn't difficult for him to see all

he felt like the end

that would most

saw the

that the Abominations were not even

fact, the Abominations were not even destroying the world

were all just facing the same

were all facing the

Palace, the black hill in the Judgment Palace had grown by

all the prisons of the Abominations into Mana and Entropy, which he had

to let

a couple of seconds, every single piece of Entropy Ore in the entire world had been absorbed by

pylons, cages, collectibles, weapons,

had been transformed

had only grown by about 20% after absorbing all of

Abominations started to fly towards the center

them from where they were,