Crawling forward a few more steps, finally, he collapsed heavily on the ground, struggling powerlessly, constantly flailing his tail and head, shaking his body to try to shake off the zombies on him, but it was futile. More and more zombies climbed onto his body, continually tearing at his flesh.
After more than ten minutes, the Amoka Lizard's whole body turned blood red, with almost no intact place left. Some areas of its flesh had been completely gnawed away, lying motionless on the ground.
However.
It relied on its strong life force, still not dead, but barely clinging to life, its eyes filled with confusion and fear, unable to comprehend how this food managed to topple it so easily. Food, that could kill him, was too unreasonable.
The undead tide wantonly feasted on the lizard's corpse, and soon, only a snowy white skeleton remained.
Primarily because the bones were too hard, the average zombie couldn't gnaw through them, otherwise, they would have eaten the bones too.
