Magic Chronicles : Fallen Race

Not all holy swords are as close to their wielder as the previous "Radiant Sword" was to Reji.

Holy swords also have their own personalities. If Reji were to personify and evaluate the one currently held by Prince Olba, it would be the most impartial and unbiased among the five holy swords.

In the game, the Sword of Oath does not care who its user is.

It only cares about whether its Oath Pact can be carried out thoroughly. As long as it faces monsters, punishes evil and promotes good, and fights for humanity, then regardless of whether the wielder is a hero or a vagrant, they can raise it high and promote the way of the Paladin.

The holy sword currently flashing with dazzling light in the Seventh Prince's hand is the best proof of this.

This does not mean that the holy sword has responded to Olba.

Rather, the various monsters that Reji summoned to surround the Seventh Prince, such as the Claw Druids, Treants, Shadow Leopards, Mountain Giants, etc., have stimulated the Sword of Oath. The holy sword assessed the current environment and thus actively unleashed its power.

After clarifying this point, Reji was not in a hurry to reclaim the holy sword.

Different holy swords have different methods of retrieval.

For ones like the Radiant Sword that have been with him the longest and have the deepest bond, he can directly grab and pull it out.

But for ones like the Sword of Oath, he needs to change his approach slightly.

Reji took over direct control of the scene. Facing the Seventh Prince who was empowered by the holy sword, Reji still commanded the monsters to charge forward and attack.

Of course, the monsters here were not the ones from the elven side before.

Instead, they were...

"Eeyah! Wah!!"

Groups of green-skinned humanoid monsters rushed out from the woods on both sides, loudly shouting slogans.

The goblins now had flushed faces and were very excited.

After attacking the nuns in the dungeon earlier, it was clear that these green-skinned monsters had gotten a taste of success and realized that the humans here all seemed very weak.

Like the wicked demons, they bullied the weak and feared the strong. Now seeing the Seventh Prince's troops and discovering they were humans again, that familiar feeling arose and they were overjoyed.

Besides being interested in females, the goblins were also very interested in the various exquisite ornaments flashing on the Seventh Prince's body and the excellent equipment of the imperial troops.

So under Reji's command, without any hesitation, they raised the clubs and iron swords in their hands and pounced towards the Seventh Prince's position.

As for the holy sword flashing in Olba's hand, the goblins didn't pay it much mind. Previously, quite a few humans had made a big show but their actual power was negligible.

In particular, the goblins did not feel any threat from the holy sword at all. Except for its especially dazzling light effects, it was nothing special.

So they naturally categorized the Seventh Prince's holy sword under "human tricks" as well.

However...

Olba took a deep breath and tried his best to communicate his mental will with the holy sword, emptying his mind to try to conform with it. When the Seventh Prince opened his eyes again, they had turned golden, as if flashing with holy light.

At this moment, the Seventh Prince's mind was completely filled with the oaths of the holy sword.

[First oath: Protect the people.]

The few goblins at the front had already leapt high into the air, revealing sinister grins on their ugly, crafty faces. They mustered all their strength to raise the clubs in their hands above their heads, then fiercely smashed them down towards the Seventh Prince's skull.

Using this move in the dungeon earlier, they had already bashed countless humans to death. Not a single one could withstand it. They could almost envision this extravagantly dressed human of seemingly high status ending up like the others in the next moment, his head turned into a watermelon.

But what answered them was Olba's unbelievably swift movements.

Before the few airborne goblins could even react, the holy sword in the Seventh Prince's hand had already moved on its own accord. In the blink of an eye, it slashed out several blades of sword energy, forming a sword net that pierced through the bodies of these goblins.

Holy light flashed at the joints of the goblins' limbs - it was the lingering sword radiance. The next instant, their bodies actually disintegrated directly in midair, becoming chunks of corpses falling down.

"Yikes!?"

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Some who were about to charge right up to the Seventh Prince screeched to a halt.

Wh-what's going on?

That "light sword" in the human's hand isn't a trick!?

It insta-killed five or six of our tribesmen in one strike!??

The goblins were frightened, but it was too late to turn back now. The Sword in Olba's hand seemed to have not carried out its oath so refreshingly in a very, very long time.

So next, it was as if the Sword began actively controlling the Seventh Prince, making Olba's body move and slaughter towards this group of green-skinned monsters threatening humans.

[Second oath: Towards monsters, loathe evil like an enemy, pursue and kill to the last one!]

The Seventh Prince leapt into the goblin horde, bringing about a dazzling sword dance. The holy sword net, like a meat grinder, began ruthlessly massacring these green-skinned monsters.

These goblins were actually not weak. Each one was over level 20. A small portion who had advanced to goblin elites after the earlier dungeon battle were even heading past level 30.

However, under the Seventh Prince, or more precisely, under the Sword of Oath, they still had no room for resistance at all. They really were being slaughtered all the way from front to back like chopping melons and vegetables.

Until finally, the goblins who could no longer hold formation screamed in terror as they ran towards their main camp where the Great Priest was at the very rear.

The Goblin Shaman.

That's right, the powerful existence who had directly scared off the "Demon King", that leader of the Death Heralds, thinking it was the dungeon's master.

A 5th-tier Archmage Goblin.

The current Goblin Shaman had long since lost his earlier imposing manner and confidence. Seeing that Sword killing its way over, he too panicked. He hurriedly used his most powerful defense, summoning the power of frost before him to form layers of ice crystal barriers. Any physical attack would be greatly weakened.

It was just a pity that the Oath Sword sweeping over in the Seventh Prince's hand directly treated the layers of frost barriers before the Goblin Shaman as nothing. That radiant slash still landed fully on the priest's head.

The holy sword energy that had slain those goblins earlier was actually all of the same type, bestowed by the Oath Sword - its most powerful ability:

[Holy Smite!]

It had heaven-destroying, earth-extinguishing killing power against monster-type creatures. If one was still on the side of "justice", that power would rise another level.

The Oath Sword let out an excited sword hum. The power of Holy Smite cleaved the mighty 5th-tier Goblin Shaman in two, defying reason and insta-killing him as well.

Within just a few short minutes, the goblins had been completely slaughtered by the Seventh Prince.