At this moment, Bruce was enduring the pain of his soul being burned. The pain was indescribable. It was a piercing pain.
He loved his people deeply, but his mighty power was not something a mortal body could withstand. Therefore, when he used his power, he would definitely be counterattacked by his power.
"Ahhhh!!!"
Bruce roared at the sky, his hair messy. He locked his hands on a Royal Naga that was charging at him and grabbed the head of the Royal Naga with one hand, not letting it move at all.
Mas estimated that Bruce had the strength of an intermediate Level 7 professional. He actually easily locked the advanced Level 6 Royal Naga in place…
