Tombstone sensed that aura too. His vicious eyes turned toward it, and his brows creased slightly.
This guy... seemed pretty strong.
He immediately grew cautious.
But Nether Dragon was naturally the more panicked of the two. After all, he could only imitate the aura of the Undead Race; he lacked their combat strength.
In this situation, he could only pretend to be calm, looking utterly unruffled while panicking inside.
"Tombstone, I never intended to fight you, but you've attacked my Corpse Nest. Isn't that going a little too far?"
"Save it. I heard you've been collecting flesh and blood everywhere. You're definitely up to no good," Tombstone said.
"I..."
Nether Dragon opened his mouth, unable to voice his grievances.
What evil intentions could I possibly have?
A certain Zombie King forced me into this...
Tombstone snorted coldly.
"Hmph! Well? I've seen through you, haven't I? Since we'll have to fight sooner or later, let's do it today."
"Fine, you asked for it! Don't blame me for showing no mercy!"
Nether Dragon forced himself to say it.
But out of the corner of his eye, he kept scanning his surroundings. Where was the Zombie King of Great Sun City? Why wasn't he here yet?
Tombstone's vicious eyes narrowed slightly, radiating a powerful fighting spirit.
The aura around him grew stronger too.
The two Zombie Kings' auras kept rising as they faced off. Both grew cautious, and neither made the first move.
What... was going on with this guy?
Tombstone wondered, seeing that Nether Dragon seemed to have no intention of attacking.
He didn't dare act rashly either.
But that suited Nether Dragon perfectly. If you weren't moving... then neither was I.
They faced off for a long while, with only their Undead Race auras clashing.
The surrounding Zombie Kings exchanged glances,