With the sole surviving minor demigod killed, the other demigods were like loose sand against the wind. They got blown away easily.
Sol did not even need to attack them himself and the already running for their lives, his conjured creature was still rampaging through their rank.
He only looked at them a bit before turning toward the base. He did not try to stop the creature or actively kill the surviving demigods.
"There is no need to kill these underlings, and there is no need to spare them either. Who knows how many cities they have attacked before," he thought.
"Death is the only result of a war. If they were so eager for a war with them, they must be ready to face their own demise," he coldly said.
"Sol! Let me help the creatures. At this rate, the demigods will run away, we can't let them leave, let me help!" Nai begged him.
