The Abyss Demons that had just surged back like a flood were now a heap of minced flesh in the meat grinder of the Blizzard. Vast numbers were shredded into Abyss energy, while the still greater numbers farther away could not approach.
Only after several dozen minutes did the terrifying Blizzard completely disappear.
At this moment, every soldier of the Northern Legion wore an expression of shock and relief at having survived a disaster as they looked at the scene before them. Tang Wulin and the others could not help sighing inwardly at the sight either.
The Abyss Creatures that had originally covered the entire mountain range like a flood had all disappeared.
Of course, Tang Wulin and the others immediately killed all the stronger Abyss Demons that had not been shredded to death within the Blizzard.
Only a scattering of stronger Abyss Demons at the edges of the Blizzard had survived, but they were now gravely wounded. There were also the fragmented corpses of some Evil Soul Masters, falling from the sky with the snowflakes.
At this moment, the snowfields of the Far North revealed their original appearance once more, the sky-blotting masses of Abyss Demons temporarily gone.
Although immense numbers of Abyss Demons still remained farther away in the Far North, everyone on the battlefield now felt as though they had survived a great battle.
As the artillery continued its bombardment, the scattered Abyss Creatures remaining in the distance were gradually cleared away.
Seeing this scene, Guo Zhenfeng instinctively sat down on the ground, instinctively gasping for breath.
The Blizzard had essentially wiped out the Abyss Demons trying to charge the defensive line, creating a huge buffer zone between it and the distant army of Abyss Demons.
Of course, the war had not truly ended, but the Abyss