"Uh..."
Iron Bull froze, not expecting him to have made such preparations. Still, they were certainly thorough enough.
Now that they had found the Rat Zombie King and learned the whereabouts of the Star Map Slate, it was time to begin the slaughter.
"Little Mushroom, go scout out the situation on the other side first," Lin Dong ordered.
"Yes!"
Little Mushroom stepped out from the Zombie Tide and answered.
Then, the spores around her body wriggled as she swiftly began using Mimicry. Before long, her features became savage and grotesque, transforming into Baldy. The blood vessels on her scalp bulged like tangled tree roots—it was precisely the Bald Zombie King from before.
"How amazing..."
Iron Bull clicked his tongue in amazement, secretly thinking that Lin Dong truly had no shortage of capable zombies under him. He even had such an ability.
Having transformed into the Bald Zombie King, Little Mushroom headed straight toward India.
The other Zombie Kings looked excited, their killing intent surging. They knew that once she returned, the slaughter would begin.
Little Mushroom crossed snowfields and climbed over mountains, soon passing the border and entering the territory of the Indian Zombie Kings.
The surroundings were much the same as before: endless snow, rolling mountains. Only the zombies had changed in appearance.
Their skin was dark, their clothes tattered, and their attire vastly different from that of Dragon Country. Quite a few female zombies wore headscarves and nose rings.
"If we really start fighting, they won't suddenly start dancing halfway through, will they?"
Little Mushroom muttered to herself.
However, when those zombies saw her, their attitudes were extremely respectful. They all lowered their heads and displayed submission.
This showed that the Bald Zombie King she had mimicked held no low status.
"Mushroom Agent, begin the mission!"
Little