The Legendary Rebuilding of a World by a Realist Demon King

The Death of a Sworn Friend

We allowed the dwarven troops to escape while the three of us held off the enemy.

I had no idea if luck would be with us or not.

However, Sharltar had no intention of allowing the dwarves to get away, and he immediately sent more soldiers in to flood the area.

At this point, we just needed to ignite the explosives, but it wouldn’t be so easy.

Our enemies were in much greater numbers than I had expected, and igniting the explosives which were divided into two separate places at the same time would be complicated.

I was sure that we would have to do something about the number of zombies here first.

“I didn’t expect there to be so many.”

I grumbled.