Abaddon pointed at the horde of beasts. "Will these beasts let us retreat easily?"
Sigrdrifa insisted, "I believe our master's arrangements must have a deeper meaning."
"All right."
Beside Abaddon, a Leader Tier Death Knight blew the bone horn signaling the retreat.
At this point, the demon army under the Three Heavenly Kings had been almost completely wiped out. The undead army serving as the reserve at the rear heard the retreating horn and slowly withdrew in formation.
To everyone's surprise, the beast army showed no intention of pursuing them. It slowly advanced until the undead reserves had retreated to the outskirts of the Beast Forest. Then, one by one, the beasts turned around and vanished into the depths of the Beast Forest.
"This..."
Abaddon furrowed his brow, finding it difficult to understand—despite no longer having any eyebrows.
"Let's go, Lord Abaddon. While the beasts have left, let's clean up the battlefield. The demons' corpses can still be put to use a second time," Sigrdrifa said.
"Okay."
Abaddon rode his horse down the mountain and arrived at the center of the battlefield.
He suddenly thrust his lance into the ground and activated the Clan Leader Skill—Necrosis.
The prerequisite for activating Necrosis was that the target had been infected with the Necrosis virus while alive.
These demon cannon fodder troops had already been carrying Abaddon's Necrosis toxins in their bodies, which was why Abaddon could make use of them again.
After completing all this, the Bonefolk army under Abaddon had expanded by nearly a thousand soldiers.
Abaddon was also in a miserable state. His Spirit Force had been heavily depleted, leaving him feeling waves of emptiness. He had no choice but to dismiss the Bone Warhorse and the enormous lance, then take out two Spirit Crystals and slowly absorb them to