The Oriole Strikes

It was unclear whether Otsutsuki Yufu had deliberately compressed the blast radius when he self-destructed his soul.

Or whether the two Moka [Demigods] had absorbed most of the damage.

Either way.

The rest of the Moka forces tens of thousands of meters away, along with the two Otsutsuki army commanders and the others, were not greatly affected.

Most merely suffered soul tremors; their consciousnesses became disconnected from their bodies, and they lost control of them.

Ordinary Six Paths-level fighters remained unconscious for longer—some for several minutes, others for over ten.

As for the few demigods, they had basically regained their senses within mere seconds.

At the same time, seeing Otsutsuki Yufu fall, the two Otsutsuki army commanders both wore expressions of shock and disbelief.

"His Highness the Prince, he actually..."

"Go!"

"Don't let His Highness's sacrifice be in vain!"

The royal administrator, who was now reduced to a soul body, shouted out an order through voice transmission.

Clearly, he had already guessed the purpose behind Otsutsuki Yufu's sacrifice.

It was no longer possible to hold back the Moka side here.

The only thing they needed to do was escape as quickly as possible and preserve their remaining forces.

Then join the battle defending the [Demon Capital].

And truly crush those detestable Moka People!

Thus.

The two Otsutsuki army commanders did not hesitate. They immediately accelerated their retreat, flying toward the [Demon Capital].

Seeing this, the other two Moka demigods who had been fighting them intended to give chase at once.

But they were quickly stopped by the other higher-ups.

At present, two of their demigods had suffered soul injuries, while another had to remain stationed at the chest of the [Demon God Weapon].

Sending their last two demigods after the enemy would undoubtedly be very dangerous.

If they truly