"I wonder if I can dissect a charred corpse of the Inferior Tribe..."
Staring at the charred combatant of the Inferior Tribe, Zheng Cheng muttered.
Suddenly, a sound of "Woooosh" echoed.
Once again, a massive dark cloud took shape in the sky and a dense radioactive downpour descended.
The coverage area of this rainfall might be small, but its density was twice as much as that of the previous one!
The icy armor that Zheng Cheng wore was melting at a visible pace!
Turning around, he saw the limbless Inferior Tribe combatant, appearing like a gigantic worm, fixedly staring at him.
"How does this thing move without limbs?"
This question popped up in his mind, but he persisted without any pause, heading straight towards the limbless Inferior Tribe combatant.
Surprisingly, the limbless menace spun quickly and fled.
As it fled, the deadly radioactive downpour continued to follow Zheng Cheng.
"Huh? It can run!"
Zheng Cheng was astonished.