The underlings around him were equally excited, because if they confronted Red Eyes head-on, they clearly would not be his match.
They could only whittle him down bit by bit, build up an advantage, slowly wear him out, and finally take him down in one fell swoop.
Then they would surely be able to charge into Dragon Country and expand their territory.
At the foot of the mountain, quite a few corpses had already piled up. Zombies continued to tumble down, leaving black blood everywhere. Some zombies invaded by worms stiffly crawled back up and resumed their attacks.
"See? Just as expected, they can't gain much of an advantage. I have to take matters into my own hands."
Seeing his underlings suffer heavy losses, Iron Bull could no longer hold himself back. He wanted to rely on his own strength to forcibly turn the battle around.
But killing the opposing Zombie King amid tens of thousands of zombies was no easy task.
One careless move, and he could become trapped in the Zombie Tide, unable to break free.
Lin Dong spoke up.
"Just a cheap trick. Other than being a little dirty, this Zombie King isn't anything special."
"Oh?"
Iron Bull looked surprised. Did he have some way to deal with him?
Just as he hesitated,
a black cloud suddenly drifted over from the distant horizon, moving incredibly fast as it drew closer and closer.
Before long, harsh cawing filled the sky, like mournful cries heralding death.
That black cloud was made entirely of crows.
"Time to eat... Time to eat..."
One Red-Eyed Crow after another streaked past like fighter jets, diving straight toward the snow mountain.
In the blink of an eye, crows filled the sky and blotted out the heavens.
"What's this..."
Iron Bull stared wide-eyed at the