"Blackhide..."
Lin Dong recognized this thing. It was formed when zombies became excessively hungry, lost their minds, and devoured their own kind.
These Black-Skinned Zombies possessed only the instincts to kill and devour. They were not intelligent creatures.
However, the appearance of Blackhide meant intelligent creatures were not far away.
Lin Dong immediately lowered his flying altitude and followed behind those Black-Skinned Zombies.
On the desolate land, countless bones appeared, piled layer upon layer.
The Black-Skinned Zombies ran wildly over them. With every step, they crushed dry bones to pieces, sending bone shards flying.
Yet they paid no heed. Their ferocious faces had two hollow eye sockets, making them look utterly terrifying.
Their mouths continuously released frenzied roars as they converged in one direction.
Sure enough, before long, several ordinary zombies appeared in the central area, struggling with all their might against the Black-Skinned Zombies.
The leading Zombie King stood over two meters tall and was clearly a Power-Type Zombie King. With a furious roar, he swung a fist as large as a sandbag and smashed it into a Black-Skinned Zombie's head.
Bang!
A dull thud rang out as the Black-Skinned Zombie's head exploded, and its headless body flew dozens of meters away.
Jet-black blood gushed out, giving off a pungent stench.
The surrounding Black-Skinned Zombies grew even more ferocious upon catching that scent. Fearless of death, they charged at him from all directions.
"Boss, we can't hold on much longer!"
The several underlings behind him were likewise covered in black blood and reeked to high heaven. Extreme hunger had left them on the verge of losing their minds.
"Hang on a little longer. We can definitely get out of here!" the leading Zombie King encouraged them.
"Boss, no one can leave Exile Land. We're really going to die here!"