Barton swept his triangular eyes over the crowd. Seeing no real competition, he turned to Blood Fiend.
"Looks like... any high-level crystal cores that turn up this time will be split between us."
"No, I'll be satisfied as long as we can drive the Otherworlders out of Eastern Province."
Blood Fiend remained as courteous as ever.
"Hahahaha! Good, then I'll take them all when the time comes." Barton laughed boisterously.
The last flush of red on the horizon was about to disappear.
A night of slaughter was about to descend.
The zombies bristled with ferocity, their fighting spirit rising. They were already growing impatient.
Lin Dong had gotten a clear picture of the situation. Although zombies killed one another, they united against a common enemy when faced with Otherworlders.
After all, they belonged to the same race.
But they were also rivals, since they all wanted high-level crystal cores.
Blood Fiend seemed humble and handled his fellow zombies with tact, but that was only a facade. Once his actual interests were at stake, he would never yield an inch. He would be more ruthless than any other Zombie King. Otherwise... he would never have become the Eastern Province Overlord.
Of course, that didn't matter. Lin Dong wasn't concerned, because no zombie knew more about snatching crystal cores than he did...
As the sun finally sank below the horizon, darkness shrouded the land. The zombies' savage eyes gleamed, their bloodlust reaching its peak.
"Move out!"
At Blood Fiend's command, the zombie tide let out a thunderous roar that shook the rocks and made the ground tremble.
There were simply too many zombies, so a portion of the tide at the front started running first. Only after they had opened up some distance did those behind follow.
They surged forward like a