Howard didn't place all his hopes on Sword Seven.
After all, in the grand scheme of things, Sword Seven's power was not particularly formidable among the assembled awakened.
If Sword Seven could buy him just two or three seconds, Howard would be more than satisfied.
Sword Seven, aware of his own limitations and knowing he had only one chance, unleashed his most powerful skill.
Hum —
A whistling sound of wind filled the air as silver-white sword shadows began to form behind Sword Seven, neatly aligned.
In just a moment, hundreds of sword shadows had gathered, emanating a blade aura so sharp it seemed to slice through the very fabric of space.
All the awakened nearby rapidly retreated, instinctively widening the distance from him.
"Sword Art — Chaotic Dance!"
As Sword Seven's shout echoed, the hundreds of sword shadows let out a whistling sound and, with a swiftness like lightning, charged towards the Starry River Map.
