As he collected the corpses of half-beastrace beings along the way, he also amassed quite a number of weapons crafted by the dwarf tribe!
"Boom!"
After devouring the heart blood of thirty dwarves, the strength of Zheng Cheng burst to 85 points. Swinging the wolf tooth stick in his hand felt as easy as brandishing a wooden club.
The storm of steel formed by the wolf tooth sticks easily sent the blocking half-beastrace flying.
Then, like a tiger among a flock of lambs, he effortlessly cleaned up these blockades of half-beastrace.
A few minutes later, the corpse of these half-beastrace fell into his space ring once again.
"Damn..."
Cai Shen's eyes widened in disbelief, "Brother Cheng, why are you so awesome?"
Liang Feifan was also incredibly shocked.
What a joke!
Zheng Cheng was just an LV10 Priest, how could he be so strong?
Waving the wolf tooth stick, he wiped out over a dozen of half-beastrace, like chopping vegetables?
"Damn it! How is he so strong…"