When the fifth Sacred Sword slowly rose into the sky, the undead in the front suddenly stopped. Unable to see past them, the Liches and Wizard Apprentices behind them anxiously urged the Skeleton Soldiers forward. The undead in the front and rear collided, and the battlefield descended into chaos.:
It was not until someone let out a hoarse shriek.
"Sacred Sword Annihilation!"
"Retreat! Retreat!"
Without needing orders from intelligent undead commanders, the tireless low-level undead who had never known fear seemed to be ruled by unease for the first time. The Soul Fire in their sunken eye sockets leaped violently. The enormous Crusader Executioners in the front had already begun retreating. These fifteen- or sixteen-foot-tall skeletal beasts brutally crashed into the clusters of Skeleton Soldiers and archers behind them, their massive shinbones sweeping through the fragile undead like battering rams and knocking them down in swathes.
The middle-rank Liches under Madara then discovered in terror that they had lost contact with the lower-rank Liches and the Bone Frames. In shock, they watched the sea of bones covering the battlefield begin to collapse and retreat. It swept away everything, even more terrifying and destructive than the routs of the human armies they knew so well.
Because there were more of them.
The clusters of Liches and vampires in the rear were scattered first. The vampire noble knights, who insisted on maintaining their elegance even on the battlefield, had no choice but to abandon their dignity. They transformed into bats and took to the air in swarms. Though they could barely suppress the unease and fear in their hearts, they could not find anyone to command them amid the chaos. They scattered and flew toward Her Majesty the Queen.
The Black Knights were affected next. The noble Dark Nobles from the central