Magic Chronicles : Fallen Race

What, what does that mean?

As if to demonstrate to Vielsia once again and to make her recognize a certain truth, Reji looked towards the direction from which they had just come.

There, closely following them, was a small group also escaping from the venue.

Although most of the nobles were nothing more than gluttons, a few were capable.

Among those who had successfully survived the encirclement of skeletal soldiers were a few individuals Reji recognized—four counts from the Five Flowers Alliance and their rebellious underlings.

They looked somewhat disheveled but bore few injuries, which Reji expected since the higher-ups of the Five Flowers Alliance usually harbored "Insect seeds" within their bodies.

These individuals, astute, noticed something special about Reji and the Eagle Mercenary Group and followed them, knowing that the path they took was safe.

Until now,

"Go, don't be afraid! Just like that teacher and his group, keep quiet, don't attack these monsters, and we'll get through!"

One of the counts from the Five Flowers Alliance, imitating Reji, commanded his rebellious underlings.

Though the rebels were scared, seeing the example set by the Eagle Mercenary Group and that those adventurers had safely passed, they believed they could too.

So, under the watchful eyes of Vielsia and the Eagle Mercenary Group, these members of the Five Flowers Alliance, one by one, slowed their pace, tiptoed, and quietly began to pass through the Sword Demons.

Ten meters, five meters, three meters...

Also intimidated by the killing intent unconsciously emitted by the Sword Demons, the count now breathed a sigh of relief, finally feeling at ease because these blade-tipped monsters, just like before, remained still as scarecrows, not moving or attacking them.

Indeed.

As long as they followed the teacher and mimicked his actions, they could survive this bloody turmoil that had far exceeded their plans.

Just a little more effort, they were almost there, just needed to reach that place...

What shattered the count's survival fantasy was the teacher's voice coming from across the darkness.

"Kill them."

Reji spoke, and Vielsia could hear it, the Eagle Mercenary Group, the nearby members of the Five Flowers Alliance, and the Sword Demons could hear it too.

The next moment.

The monster, standing opposite the count like a scarecrow with its arms outstretched, suddenly crossed its arms at an incredible speed, so fast that the count himself didn't even have time to react.

Hm?

What happened?

Did the blade-tipped monster opposite me just move?

Why does my neck feel itchy?

The count instinctively reached to touch it, which was fine in itself, just a bit of blood on his hand. But as he lowered his head to see where the blood from his hand had come from...

Thud.

The line of blood on his neck could no longer hold, and as the count lowered his head, his head also fell.

This was like the prelude to a waltz.

Under the shocked and fearful gaze of the Eagle Mercenary Group and Vielsia in the distance, these blade-tipped monsters, these Sword Demons, truly began to move. Their bladed arms became the most merciless killing machines. The horrified members of the Five Flowers Alliance attempted to resist, but what they met was a desperate rout.

The panicking sorcerers of the Five Flowers, like Luna from the Eagle Mercenary Group before, began to recklessly cast spells, among them even a third-tier sorcerer who conjured a huge, fiercely burning fireball.

The Fireball Spell, a third-tier spell with potent destructive power.

But as this fireball was shot at the Sword Demons, the blade-tipped monsters in their eyes merely lifted a hand casually, and the fireball was sliced in half, split into two.

Did they...sliced... sliced my spell!?

The third-tier sorcerer, encountering this for the first time, widened his eyes, but unfortunately, he had no chance to be shocked any further, as in the next moment, his body was also cut in half.

"Damn it! Why... We did nothing wrong, why... why are they attacking us!!"

A warrior from the Five Flowers Alliance raised his shield and shouted indignantly. That shield, made of the most solid steel, had blocked countless skeletal soldiers' bone blades in the previous venue, helping them escape.

But now, before the Sword Demons, the steel shield was as simple to cut through as tofu, directly slicing the shield-bearing warrior and his shield in half together.

Obviously, there was no suspense in this battle.

One of the Sword Demons' traits is to cause extreme wear, not only to the characters but also to the weapons they carry.

Reji from the first playthrough in the game had a profound experience of this.

After crossing over, seeing the battle scenes of the Sword Demons in reality made one understand even more the might of this demon race.

When your attack hasn't even reached the Sword Demon and it's already been sliced to pieces by the opponent, the outcome of the battle is predetermined.

The demoralized Five Flowers rebels felt this way, and the Eagle Mercenary Group observing from a distance felt it even more so.

If the moment when the Sword Demons sliced through spells was something most of the non-sorcerer adventurers of the Eagle couldn't comprehend,

Now, witnessing this scene, they gained a profound understanding of the terror of these blade-tipped monsters.

Sea Tiger subconsciously wiped his arm shield, an old companion that had blocked countless blades for him, which now could not bring him any sense of security.

The killing came quickly and ended just as swiftly.

In less than three minutes,

That elite squad composed of the higher echelons of the Five Flowers Alliance was completely annihilated. The four counts didn't even have a chance to unleash their "Insect seeds" before they died at the hands of the Sword Demons.

As assassins, if they can't make quick work of their targets, allowing them to use their abilities, is too embarrassing in front of their demon king.

The blood-stained Sword Demons now collectively turned and walked towards Reji's position, their inherently pervasive aura of killing intent, now coupled with the bloodiness from the recent slaughter, made the adventurers of the Eagle Mercenary Group not even have the courage to stand up and run.

Fortunately, the Sword Demons just came close.

To be precise,

They came to report back to one among them.

The terrifying creatures that had just been engaged in slaughter were now all silent again, quietly, just like at the beginning, like scarecrows, with their leg blades closed and arm spikes spread, as if waiting for commands.

And that one, which made Vielsia feel suffocated, blood frozen, bringing deep fear with just one glance, the special Sword Demon, now moved towards Reji's position.

As if among this group of monsters, only he was qualified to communicate with Reji.

Under Vielsia's shocked gaze,

The special Sword Demon finally stopped half a meter in front of Reji, then knelt on one knee, bowing his head deeply, and issued a deep, resonant voice.

"My King, all enemies have been confirmed eliminated." The fifth demon apostle, Sword Demon Pierre, thus spoke.