The sight of all this left even the Angel King aghast.
He simply could not understand. How could the Abyssal Will be so powerful?
"Everyone, withdraw! All members of the Angel Race, cease your attacks!"
At this moment, the Angel King was utterly stunned. Such a tiny Abyss Empire had actually proven this difficult to deal with.
If no member of the Angel Race could resist this transformation upon entering the Abyss, then there was no point in continuing this war.
The Angel Race could do nothing to the Abyss Empire, while the Abyss Empire likewise did not dare venture out.
Although the Angel King had pulled back in time and recalled almost all the War Angels, large numbers of the Angel Race had still been transformed into Fallen Angels.
The Abyss Lord's spirits soared. "Haha! So what if the Angel King is powerful? In the end, he still couldn't break in!"
"Let's see what you do now!"
At this moment, the Abyss Lord could finally hold his head high and breathe out all his pent-up frustration. What a relief!
The mighty king of the Angel Empire had ended up slinking back with his tail between his legs, hadn't he?
No matter how powerful someone was, he remained helpless before a Heavenly Dao that possessed a soul.
Looking at his army of War Angels, which had lost more than half its numbers, the Angel King found himself at a loss for what to do.
"Enough. Suspend hostilities for now and defend cautiously. Meanwhile, retake all the territory we lost."
A temporary stalemate was nothing. As long as they found a way to defend against the erosion of the Abyssal Will, they could continue their offensive.
In the blink of an eye, the Angel Empire began its war of reclamation. Before