"What?"
The Lizardfolk chief's face turned even greener at those words. That meant that, on top of the Parasitic Monsters' slaughter, they might also have to weather a zombie onslaught.
This was going to be the death of him...
"Don't worry just yet. The zombies might not come after you."
Lin Dong gave it some thought. The zombies on the other side of the jungle were Blood Fiend from Eastern Province and his underlings, who had fled into the Alien Continent.
Blood Fiend's main goal was to lie low, so he probably wouldn't go on a killing spree. After all, that would put him at risk too.
"Of course... there's still a chance he'll come to harvest you," Lin Dong added.
Even while lying low, the zombies from Eastern Province needed plenty of flesh to feed on. They were bound to attack some weaker races.
"Harvest who?"
The Lizardfolk chief blinked as he asked.
Lin Dong said nothing. He turned to stare at him, remaining silent for a long time.
"..." The Lizardfolk chief's face darkened, and he quickly caught on.
"My lord, what are we supposed to do? You're a Zombie King too, so you must know them, right? Could you put in a word and tell them not to attack us? Otherwise... there won't be anything left to harvest!"
"Sure. That depends on how you behave."
Lin Dong spoke casually.
The Lizardfolk chief nodded repeatedly and began pledging his loyalty. Earlier, he had feared Lin Dong would wipe out his tribe, but now that fear was gone.
Because... the main tribe had already been destroyed, and he faced an even greater crisis.
He then led Lin Dong and the others to the center of the main tribe, where the traces of battle were even more shocking.
The Lizardfolk's