"What... what kind of nonsense are you talking about?"
The slightly plump Blood Clan member frowned tightly. "If the Count finds out, he'll definitely wipe you all out!"
"I don't know if he can wipe me out, but... I'm definitely wiping you out right now!"
Second Bear grinned, revealing two rows of sharp teeth.
The Blood Clan members' expressions changed drastically. Tens of thousands from the Zombie Tide had now defected, and there was also the terrifying Zombie King of Dragon Country. What would happen next was unimaginable.
The slightly plump Blood Clan member was terrified. At this moment, he was finally afraid.
"Why... why don't you reconsider? Only by following our Blood Clan can you become the final victors and obtain an endless supply of fresh flesh and blood."
Slap!
Second Bear swung his claws and viciously struck his face, tearing off a large chunk of skin.
It would have been fine if he hadn't brought it up, but the moment he did, Second Bear's anger flared.
"You usually gave us bones to eat and mocked us as dogs. I've had enough of this for a long time! Brothers, kill them!"
The zombies roared. Their long-suppressed resentment finally erupted as they charged fiercely at the Blood Clan.
"Don't do this... Brother Bear, give me one more chance."
The slightly plump Blood Clan member began begging.
"I'll give you a damn chance!"
Second Bear ignored him completely and kicked him in the lower abdomen.
Struck by the immense force, the slightly plump Blood Clan member's body curled up like a shrimp as he slid far across the ground.
The savage zombie pack around him could no longer restrain their bloodlust. Like hungry wolves, they pounced on him, clawing and biting with steel-like teeth until they quickly tore him to pieces.