Richard turned his head and looked at the one-armed guardian. Killing intent filled his eyes.
He took out a wooden bucket filled with sand with a wave of his hand from the system space.
The one-armed guardian was a little bewildered when it saw this scene. Then it laughed out loud.
"Lowly human, are you using this sand to build your own grave?!"
It swung its arm as soon as it finished speaking.
The magic array on the surrounding walls suddenly emitted an endless ray of light.
However, before it could continue to control, a wave of shock surged into its mind the next moment.
In its sight, the sand in the wooden barrel exploded like lightning.
The one-armed guardian did not even have time to react. It only felt an indescribable pain.
'Puff!'
Its throat, eyes, face... The sand pierced its entire body. It turned into a hornet's nest.
The smell of blood in the air was thick and pervasive.
