The thick stench of blood filled the battlefield.
Although the Abyssal Legion had been wiped out in this battle and suffered devastating losses, the disaster that had befallen Port Nyanzaru was no less severe.
Three towns had been razed by the frenzied demons. More than thirty thousand civilians had been killed or wounded directly by demons and undead. By comparison, military casualties were somewhat lower, since the Golem Legion had absorbed a substantial share of the losses. Defeating the powerful Demon Legion and defending their home made all the soldiers cheer, but those cheers soon faded. Port Nyanzaru had never suffered such terrible losses, especially with so many innocent civilians dying at enemy hands. Of the three towns near the Abyssal Legion's arrival point, fewer than six hundred people had escaped. All the rest had been mercilessly killed and transformed by the undead.
The casualties dulled some of the joy of victory, while Soren's heart brimmed with fury!
Port Nyanzaru had never suffered losses on this scale. More than thirty thousand civilians had been killed by the Demon Legion, dealing a considerable blow to both the city's strength and Soren's church.
"Whoever is behind this, he will pay!" Soren stared into the distance.
The priests had already begun dispelling the plagues and diseases. The undead had brought the taint of plague and highly corrosive corpse qi. All this land needed to be purified again, and the many civilians who had died unjustly needed to be buried. More than five thousand soldiers had fallen, and almost everyone bore wounds. Without the support of the church's priests behind them, more than sixty percent of Port Nyanzaru's army might have died!
"Orcus! Who ordered you to attack Port Nyanzaru?"
A trace of killing intent appeared in Soren's eyes. The Abyssal Legion would not