Chapter 729 Who Laughs Last

• Eric Goodwell had just shattered the frost layer locking down his body with a burst of vitality energy, when—barely a heartbeat later—a colossal iceberg dropped from above, crashing down at him like Mount Tai toppling out of the sky.
• Seeing this, Eric kept his left hand tucked in his pocket. He slowly raised his right hand and flicked a finger toward the falling berg.
• A crisp crack rang out. The hundred-yard iceberg split midair into a storm of shards, bursting apart in a glittering blizzard that scattered in all directions.