The transport ship on the horizon began to slow, swaying unsteadily. Its exterior was extremely worn, clearly another relic from thirty years ago.
Still, it looked far better than the fish-hauling vessel Blood Fiend had used before.
There were a full five thousand Elite Zombies aboard. Their leader, the Zombie King, was tall and powerfully built, his muscles wrapped in fat—a clear representative of the strength type.
He was bare-chested, with tiny eyes squeezed into his flesh and two fangs protruding from his mouth, making him look like some kind of half-orc.
This Zombie King's name was Beast Hunter. He served Gutas, the ruler of Central Province, and was the very one whose face Lin Dong had slapped back in the early days.
"What a shithole this Western Province is."
Beast Hunter complained as well. Along the way, he had seen plenty of Blackhide, and resources here were desperately scarce.
"I wouldn't want territory like this even if someone handed it to me for free. It'd be better to live in Exile Land..."
"Brother Beast, just make do with it. Didn't Lord Gutas send us here?"
A subordinate beside him tried to comfort him.
Beast Hunter said nothing more, thinking that if not for his boss's orders, he would never have come to this place.
With a loud clang, the massive transport ship landed, kicking up dust all around it.
Through the haze, Beast Hunter and his group emerged.
Their burly bodies radiated an oppressive aura.
Beast Hunter alone stood two heads taller than Feiyun.
The five thousand Elite Zombies behind him were equally brimming with savage ferocity.
Feiyun tilted his head and sized him up, his eyes narrowing slightly. Though this Zombie King looked fierce, his strength was only average. His assessment was... he was inferior to Blood Fiend!