As the sky filled with icy needles, they immediately enveloped the flame rats below.
Under the attack of Yao Zhixue and the mysterious being she summoned, the skin and fur of these flame rats were easily penetrated, splattering droplets of fresh blood and bits of flesh.
The coldness entered their bodies, drastically reducing the speed of the flame rats.
"Well done!"
Amidst his praise, Zheng Cheng lunged forward once more.
Merely with agility and strength, he was able to overpower these flame rats.
Watching Zheng Cheng cutting down one rat after another amidst the swarm, Yao Zhixue could hardly believe her eyes.
What was happening?
A priest... wielding a large cleaver, weaving in and out among a group of creatures?
Are you sure this is a priest?!
He looks more like a butcher!
"Squeak~!"
Suddenly, the ratman—who had been watching the scene from afar—moved.
It's as if he knew, once his underlings were done for, he would have to face Zheng Cheng and Yao Zhixue on his own.