"Roar!"
A piercing and bizarre roar echoed, carrying the spiritual pollution of chaos, spreading to the surroundings.
The priests in the team quickly opened their ceremony books and began chanting loudly.
The sound of the holy song floated in the air, instantly blocking the sound waves carrying pollution with the power of the Holy Light.
None of the United Army soldiers were affected.
"The rats are all dead; we should retreat and let these United Army guys taste some hardship."
The black-robed ratman gave a sharp laugh, then turned into a cloud of black smoke and vanished without a trace.
The vulgar priest merely looked at the densely packed piles of blood-flesh monsters below, and the fortress almost completely covered by rat blood-flesh, sighed silently, turned into a green light, and left.
Abis squinted her eyes slightly as she watched this scene from afar.
"As expected of rats, to them, more of their kind are merely expendable."
