A slight smile tugged at the corners of Grey's gloomy expression. The Minotaur before him was a huge creature standing over ten meters tall. Its entire body was covered in cracks, with dark veins running across its flesh.
Two enormous horns protruded from its head, curling upward menacingly. In its hands was a broken, blood-colored axe that reeked of blood.
It gave off an intimidating pressure that only experts at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm could emit.
But instead of feeling afraid, Grey's smile only widened.
A distant memory resurfaced in his mind.
More than two years ago, when Grey had first awakened, he had been in a battered and severely wounded state. If he had not discovered the purple crystal and fused it into his body, he would surely have died.
Yet the reason for his grievous injuries had been that Minotaur-like creature within the Corroded Zone.
