Blood Fiend had just recovered from the psychic attack when he felt excruciating pain all over his body. All his skin had peeled away, and dark red mutated blood seeped from within him.
He looked utterly wretched.
"I'm going all out!"
He clenched his teeth, endured the pain, and gathered the energy within his body, letting blood envelop him.
From the outside, he looked like a giant ball of blood.
Taking advantage of that brief chance to catch his breath, Blood Fiend quickly retreated, forcing his way out from the edge of the poisonous fog.
Only then did his underlings breathe a sigh of relief.
An SSS-Rank Undead Race member possessed tenacious vitality and was not easily killed. But all of Blood Fiend's skin had fallen away, exposing red muscle tissue. His face was especially horrifying, with pale gums bared beneath his teeth.
"Damn it... I'm completely disfigured now!" Blood Fiend grinned and mocked himself.
Yet his underlings gave him a thumbs-up.
"No, Boss, you're still the coolest. You'll always be the coolest in my heart!"
Blood Fiend was inexplicably touched. It seemed his brothers did have decent taste...
That underling quickly added,
"Not only are you the coolest zombie, but your aircraft is the coolest too."
"Uh..."
Blood Fiend's expression froze.
But the situation was critical, and there was no time to chat.
"Quick! The poisonous fog is coming. Everyone, save yourselves!"
"Yeah, got it!"
The underlings nodded.
At that moment, red mist filled the sky, making it seem as though they had been thrown into a scarlet hell. Zombie roars, terrified howls, and shrill screams echoed everywhere.
And it was not just the poisonous fog. Nansi's Undead Race warriors had already charged in. Behind them followed numerous SS-Rank Zombie Kings, along with dense ranks of Central Province elites.