Realizing he was no match, the black zombie immediately compromised and begged for mercy.
"Oh..."
Lin Dong nodded and withdrew the Corpse Domain.
He mainly felt that those low-level zombies were useless and wanted to help them get rid of some "impurities."
The terrifying power of the Corpse Domain finally receded like a tide.
The black Zombie King's knees gave out, and he dropped to the ground with a thud. He had only resisted slightly, yet it had already consumed most of his strength.
The other zombies were the same, all wilted like frost-bitten eggplants. Their gazes toward Lin Dong were filled with fear.
Looking down from above, Lin Dong examined the black Zombie King. He looked somewhat like Little Black had when Lin Dong first met him.
Both had dark skin, both led a group of poor fellows in guerrilla warfare, neither had a fixed territory, and both lived in extreme poverty.
"What's your name?" Lin Dong asked.
"I... I'm Blade!"
The black zombie raised his eyes and answered truthfully.
"Blade?"
Lin Dong considered it briefly and felt that the name was not very good. It did not quite suit the atmosphere of his Corpse Nest.
"I'll change it for you."
"Sure, sure!"
The black Zombie King agreed repeatedly. Having his name changed could be considered a form of recognition, meaning Lin Dong would not kill him.
Suddenly, he felt that this new boss seemed rather easygoing and reasonable. He even felt faintly touched.
Lin Dong pinched his chin and thought for a moment.
"From now on, you'll be called Xiao Erhei."
"Uh..."
The Zombie King's expression froze. His earlier gratitude instantly vanished, leaving him with a genuine black-guy-question-mark look on his face.
Xiao Erhei... what the hell was that?
"What? You don't like it?" Lin Dong asked.
"No...