The giant statue was like a demon god from hell, with six thick arms, each hand gripping a different form of rock weapon, exuding a chilling aura.
"Giant transformation? Who can't do that?" Marcus sneered, extending both hands to his chest, magic power surging, and a gray magic array opened before him.
In an instant, all the gold sand on the battlefield seemed to respond to a summons, surging towards him.
A massive amount of gold sand condensed into a giant gold sand Golem before him.
When the gold sand Golem slowly rose from the violent tornado, its height even surpassed the Lava Colossus.
This Golem, entirely composed of gold sand, held two broad, heavy gold sand Machetes, its face majestic like a divine general.
The two giant beasts, controlled by their masters, charged and crashed into each other fiercely.
The powerful shockwave generated the moment the two great beasts clashed was like an invisible hurricane, instantly tearing apart the clouds in the sky.
When the lava spear and sand crystal battle axe struck each other, the sparks that erupted were as brilliant as fireworks, yet carried deadly danger, instantly igniting the entire forest, and raging fires spread rapidly, with thick smoke billowing into the sky.
Arnold manipulated the Lava Colossus, using four arms to restrain the gold sand Golem's hands, while the remaining two arms grabbed the gold sand Golem's left shoulder and pulled with force.
Marcus's gold sand Golem's left arm was instantly torn to shreds, turning into a sky full of sand particles.
However, Marcus's expression remained unchanged; he formed a sword-finger with one hand, and the gold sand Golem itself swung its right arm away, then kicked its severed left arm towards the Lava Golem, both severed arms transforming into a sky-filling sandstorm, rushing towards the Lava Colossus like surging waves.
"gold sand Profound Meaning: Sandstorm Burial!" Marcus roared loudly, every grain of gold sand seemingly imbued with life, transforming into miniature drills that penetrated the Lava Colossus at supersonic speed.
Seeing this, Arnold let out a roar, aimed his palm at the back of the Colossus, and forcefully detonated the Colossus's core.
In an instant, the light erupting from within the Colossus was like a supernova explosion, its intense brilliance plunging the entire world into temporary blindness.
Marcus immediately disintegrated the Sandstorm Golem, forming a hundred-meter-diameter sand crystal shield.
The shield, like a brilliant pearl, shimmered in the light, resisting the impact of the explosion.
As the mushroom cloud slowly rose, two figures shot out from the center of the explosion like meteors.
Arnold's rock armor was shattered all over, revealing his dark red, cracked skin, making him appear utterly disheveled.
Marcus's gold sand magic power was nearly depleted, sand constantly rustling down from his body, and he was tottering.
"It's time for this to end!" Arnold staggered and steadied himself, raising both hands to grip his bull horns, as gray-brown magic power surged out and injected into the horns, and a layer of hard rock armor reappeared around his body.
Marcus wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, pressed his right hand to his chest, and following the position of his palm, fine gold sand spread out, quickly covering his entire body.
A faint golden light flashed and disappeared, and Marcus also put on a suit of gold sand armor.
Marcus shook his hand, and the gold sand on the ground swirled into a broad, heavy sand sword.
"It's only satisfying when it's a fight to the death!" Marcus shouted up at the sky, then pushed off with his feet, carrying the giant sword and charging towards Arnold.
Arnold was not to be outdone; his bull horns burst forth with dazzling light, and the patterns on his rock armor lit up like flowing magma.
The broken rocks on the ground quickly condensed into a lava-emitting spear, which he gripped in his hand.
Arnold roared, leaving deep footprints in the earth beneath him, as he rushed fiercely towards Marcus, his spear thrusting straight at Marcus's chest.
Marcus suddenly thrust out his sand sword, colliding with the tip of the spear.
The two were briefly locked in a power struggle, and cracks appeared in the surrounding ground.
Marcus looked at Arnold's ferocious face and stomped hard on the ground.
In an instant, countless gold sand erupted wildly from the ground, centered around him, surging like boiling seawater.
These gold sands quickly condensed into sharp sand spikes, shooting towards Arnold from all directions, so fast that there was no time to react much.
Seeing this, Arnold immediately held his spear horizontally in front of him, and the rock armor around him glowed brightly, as countless broken rocks appeared out of thin air, forming a solid defensive barrier.
The sand spikes struck the broken rock barrier, making dense impact sounds and splashing countless sparks.
However, Marcus's attack did not stop there; he forcefully plunged his sand sword into the ground, and the deflected sand spikes instantly changed direction, attacking Arnold again.
At the same time, the gold sand on the ground also went wild, individual grains of sand transforming into a dense, continuous barrage that poured towards Arnold, the violent gold sand bullets fiercely suppressing Arnold.
Arnold seemed to struggle under the dual attack of gold sand bullets and sand spikes.
He wielded the spear in his hand so densely that not a single gap remained, but the weight of the gold sand was astonishing; every grain of gold sand that struck was exceptionally heavy, forcing him to retreat repeatedly, and his surrounding rock barrier was shattered almost instantly.
Arnold roared, and gray-brown magic power surged out from within him, briefly clearing the surrounding sand in the form of a spherical shockwave.
But Marcus's sand magic had too wide a range; the sand within a hundred meters was all under his control, and soon even fiercer gold sand bullets and sand spikes filled the void.
Taking advantage of Arnold's predicament, Marcus's giant gold sand sword shattered in his hands, and he slammed both hands onto the ground.
"Desert Grand Burial!"
The gold sand surrounding Arnold suddenly rose from the ground, and sand waves dozens of meters high, carrying immense force, crashed down, completely engulfing Arnold.
Marcus clenched his hands into fists, aiming them at the sand waves, and under his control, the sand waves quickly converged into a pyramid about ten meters high.
Just as the pyramid was rapidly compressing and shrinking, its front suddenly exploded, and Arnold, covered in crimson magma, burst through the pyramid.
Arnold, holding a spear entirely condensed from magma, strode in front of Marcus.
A ferocious-faced Arnold thrust, directly piercing Marcus's chest.
But Arnold was astonished to find that this green-haired imp was looking at him with a blank expression.
"You can have my chest, but give me your head!" Marcus gripped the spear piercing his chest tightly with his left hand, completely unconcerned by his hand sizzling from the magma burn, and raised his right hand high, his palm transforming into a furiously spinning gold sand drill that, under Arnold's horrified gaze, pierced through his massive head.
The destructive power of the high-speed rotating gold sand drill was extremely exaggerated; Arnold's head exploded like a watermelon hit by a sledgehammer, blood and brains bursting out together.
"Farewell, stubborn Mr. Bullhead." Marcus's voice echoed in the wind, carrying a hint of fatigue, yet also the joy of victory.
Arnold's headless corpse fell straight down.
As the gold sand slowly settled back to the earth, only the sand mage Marcus, kneeling on one knee, remained on the scorched earth.
A small blue cat flew from Marcus's head and slowly landed on his shoulder.
The sapphire on Yuumi's head emitted a bright white light, fully activating her healing magic.
With Yuumi's help, the terrifying penetrating wound on Marcus's chest was slowly being repaired by sand particles.
"You pushed yourself too hard, Brother Marcus..." Yuumi's small paw gently stroked Marcus's slightly pale face, and she nuzzled him.
"Elementalization can avoid most damage, and besides, I still have you." Marcus grabbed a handful of sand mixed with blood and scattered it into the sky.
Under the setting sun, he grinned, his blood-stained lips revealing a tired smile: "Tonight's drink money... the Guild Leader better reimburse it..."
"I'll order two more grilled fish for you!"
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