In the sky, the tens of thousands of flying demons had been reduced to barely a handful.
The Land Shield 2000 close-in defense systems and Laser Weapons were still firing furiously.
With firepower to spare, they even turned their sights on the demons on the ground.
On the ground, the army of over four hundred thousand had already lost more than a third of its numbers.
Fear flashed through a Sixth-Rank Commander's eyes. It gritted its teeth, its eyes full of resentment.
But as it looked at the bodies strewn all around, it finally made that decision.
This battle... was impossible to fight anymore.
It threw back its head and howled, resentment in its voice,
"Retreat!!!"
Hearing the order, the Demon Clan Army immediately began falling back.
The army receded like a tide, trampling the bodies of their own kind as they fled for their lives.
Those too slow to react were trampled into pulp by other panicked demons.
Even more were struck from behind as the Elves pressed their advantage in pursuit.
The Technology Corps, in particular, chased them down and kept firing!
A long while later, the Demon Clan Army was gone completely, leaving nothing but corpses littering the ground.
Black blood mixed with the soil, giving off a foul stench.
The Elf Warriors stopped firing.
They watched the Demon Clan Army retreat into the distance, their rapid breathing slowly calming.
Then cheers erupted.
"We won!"
"We won!"
"We've taken the city back!"
Some leaped up, waving their weapons.
Some hugged one another, their eyes reddening.
Some simply collapsed onto the ground, gasping for breath.
Cheers resounded across the battlefield, and even the earth seemed to resonate with them.
Adrian stood on high ground, his eyes slightly red.
He looked at the distant Treant fortresses, smoke still rising