With the battle being over, all the surviving members fell down to their butts.
Seeing that their enemy had fallen, the survivors all released the tension in their bodies and sat down on the ground. The old archer of the ancient wind clan who dealt the finishing blow could only kneel on the ground after dropping his bow, knowing that they had done their best to take down the monster that they had so much problem dealing with.
But… They lost so much.
The old woman behind him patted him in the shoulder, and the old man turned his gaze to her. She tried to cheer him up, but the old man only shook his head.
This army… it was meant for the ancient clans to kill the King of the Underworld. It was prepared for the sole purpose of taking down the king using any means. They had twelve 'King' class combatants with various capabilities, as well as a thousand soldiers for other reasons that they might need.