"I knew it would be like this; sometimes the dependable Undead are on the opposing side, giving me a headache."
Lind suddenly paused, but unfortunately, no one knew why.
Underneath his helmet, his eyes seemed to be looking towards an empty space, swiftly searching and scanning something there.
"Are you really trying to catch me off guard and make me suffer a loss?"
He looked around, even treating his main enemies as if they were air, invisible to him.
"There are still too many enemies, after this battle we'll all be weakened and incapacitated."
He took a deep breath, rapidly making calculations in his mind, and finally discovered that the chances of success were quite high, at least higher than rushing out now and being completely annihilated by the Undead under Duke Hein.
The situation was that dire. While Lind and the others exerted all their strength to snatch the Mechanical God Cult Believers and annihilate the Dwarves, the Undead under Duke Hein had also arrived.
