CHAPTER 234
Bruce's eyes lit up for a second as the iron mace rapidly approached his neck, the air screaming under the pressure of the swing.
That was when—
Swoosh—! Swoosh—!
A dozen jagged ice spikes were sent speeding toward the Minotaur's exposed flank.
The beast's eyes rolled to the side, catching sight of the frozen projectiles hurtling through the air.
It was that fleeting moment of hesitation that Bruce took full advantage of.
Leaping to the side with a burst of primal power, he dodged the mace by the skin of his teeth.
In the same breath, he spun, swinging his leg again in a firm, powerful roundhouse kick.
The blow smashed into the monster's side with enough force to send it flying directly into the path of the incoming ice spikes.
Even as it was airborne for a moment, its massive frame continued crackling with electricity, and then—
BOOOM—!
