The Zombie Kings under his command immediately came forward to welcome him.
"Boss, that's a nice aircraft!"
"Of course it is. Big, isn't it?"
"Big! It's huge!"
His subordinates nodded enthusiastically.
Blood Fiend continued.
"This aircraft came from a Star Destroyer. Top-of-the-line technology. The Central Province Zombie Kings used it before, and I, your boss, took it from them through sheer strength."
"Impressive..."
His subordinates looked awestruck. Anything belonging to the Central Province Zombie Kings carried an aura of prestige, and taking something from them was even greater proof of strength.
Seeing their admiring expressions, Blood Fiend was thoroughly satisfied. He had restored his imposing image as an overlord, just as he had hoped.
But one Zombie King felt that something wasn't quite right.
"Boss, why does it seem... quite a bit worse than the Southern Province Zombie King's?"
"Hmm?"
Blood Fiend shot him a sideways glance. You just had to run your mouth. He immediately changed the subject.
"Never mind that. We have more important things to deal with. This operation angered the Central Province emperors, and they're looking for us now, so we need to lie low."
"Huh? Where are we going to hide?"
The Zombie Kings looked horrified.
Blood Fiend already had a plan for that.
Eastern Province bordered the Alien Continent. To keep his subordinates alive, he had no choice but to take his chances there.
"We're... going to the Alien Continent."
"..."
Although he had chosen the same destination as Lin Dong, the purpose and direction of his migration were completely different.
The large transport ship could still carry only a very limited number of zombies.
The remaining masses of elite zombies would have to travel on foot, crossing the sprawling Yellow Ridge Mountains. The journey would be fraught with dangers and obstacles, making it