Though Typhon had not seen Ghidorah frozen in ice, he could roughly guess what had happened.
Ghidorah's presence had suddenly weakened, but he had not died.
At this point, there was no need to continue the war.
The balance had already been broken.
The Liger Mammoth had left, and Ghidorah had been frozen.
More importantly, "Titan" Atlas had died.
That left the Flying Pirates with no reason to keep fighting.
If revenge alone was their goal, now was hardly a good opportunity.
The tide had already turned in favor of the Marines and the World Government.
Two top combatants, Kuzan and Blue Dragon, were now free to act. If they joined the battle, the pirates would suffer heavy losses.
As for learning a lesson, had the last war not taught them enough?
It was precisely because several of their top combatants had been at a disadvantage that so many of the Flying Pirates' high-end combatants had died.
Besides, the World Government had already paid a sufficient price.
The Marines had suffered even more devastating losses.
Typhon no longer wanted to keep playing.
"Retreat!"
Typhon knocked Xuanwu back with a swing of his hammer, swept his gaze across the battlefield, and shouted.
His voice echoed across the battlefield.
One after another, the Monster Legion's monster-men and monsters stopped what they were doing in unison.
Then they withdrew like an ebbing tide.
Typhon's orders were absolute.
Whether it was Carnage Kabuto, Meruem, Ulquiorra, or "Pighead Emperor" Crute.
All the demon-level monsters and monster-men immediately obeyed Typhon's command, though the stronger monster-men lingered briefly to cover the retreat.
They kept the powerful fighters of the Marines and the World Government from taking the opportunity to attack.
In truth, that was unnecessary. Aside from the top combatants, they held a clear advantage among the