The Archbishop fell from his warhorse and lay motionless amid the rubble.
Bafiel, commander of the Angel Legion, saw the Archbishop die. He knew the situation was lost; if they kept fighting, the entire army would be wiped out.
Every angel in the Angel Legion was immensely valuable. They could not be lost here!
Besides... he did not want to become one of those ghastly things!
He had to report this to the Holy Son and let him act personally!
Bafiel gritted his teeth, swung his sword to force back three Fallen Angels, then turned and fled.
The other angels saw it as well. They broke away from the battle and flew toward the camp.
The Paladins wanted to flee too, but countless Undead had them entangled, leaving them unable to escape.
The Priests had long since run out of strength and collapsed on the ground, waiting to die.
Lynn did not blindly pursue them. His Undead Legion had suffered heavy losses as well.
Of the million low-level Undead, nearly a third had died. More than twenty Calamity-tier and stronger Undead had also been lost.
Those Withered Bone Angels and Radiant Fallen had been shattered in battle. Their corpses had been completely purified by holy light and could not be recovered.
All three Radiant Fallen had been destroyed, along with all four Withered Bone Angels. Twelve Graywings and two Fallen Angels had been lost.
But the gains were greater.
There were nearly two hundred angel corpses, most of them two-winged and four-winged angels, with more than twenty six-winged angels among them.
There were also over a thousand Paladin corpses, several hundred Priest corpses, and a large number of Holy-Light Behemoth corpses.
He first extracted and sealed their souls, then had the Undead army swiftly clean up the battlefield.
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