Within just a few short minutes, the goblins had been completely slaughtered by the Seventh Prince.
But this did not make Olba feel fatigued. On the contrary, it was as if his whole body was filled with new strength again. He even gained many new insights, feeling like he was about to break through his limits.
Intoxicated by this thrill, Olba immediately turned the holy sword's edge towards those Druids, Treants, and even the massive giants that looked even more powerful. He did not cower and dared to battle them.
At this scene, the many demon apostles who had been observing the Seventh Prince from the rear now had their expressions turn a little serious.
"Eris hates that sword," the Decay Demon mumbled, hugging the doll in her arms tightly.
The Great Demon Hektor and Sword Demon Pierre, the two demon commanders who had also arrived here, now had equally serious expressions.
