Elf: Absolutely torture the protagonist! You call this trash?

There was only Osamu Fujiwara. He lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly. His facial features were completely distorted and his eyes were scarlet and full of viciousness!

In this case, don't blame him!

Osamu Fujiwara has made a decision and plans to give it a go!

"You forced me, you forced me..."

At this time, his expression was almost crazy, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and veins popped out on his forehead, like a gambler who had been forced to the end of his rope and had already placed all his bets!

Totally red-eyed.

There are only two results waiting for him.

Win or lose!

And he obviously couldn't bear the consequences of losing, it would be nothing!

Osamu Fujiwara was not an indecisive person. He did not answer Abraham. He gritted his teeth and raised his head. When the referee once again announced that a new elf would be sent on the field, he suddenly waved his hand.

"rustle--"

Suddenly, a rustling sound resounded throughout the entire venue, which was particularly obvious in the silent venue, as if something was surging.

Lin Heng frowned subtly, feeling a sense of déjà vu.

Before he could think more.

next second!

A large amount of sand suddenly emerged from the cracked earth that had just been driven by the Super Gyarados, and the sound of rustling filled everyone's eardrums!

In an instant, the cracks turned into sand, and quicksand swept up from it.

The entire competition venue seemed to have suddenly turned into a desert.

As the dust on the ground rippled, in silence, the particles that had just turned into dust gradually condensed and rose.

This process is obviously unpleasant to the naked eye.

But it actually took less than ten seconds before a giant sandcastle occupying the entire arena suddenly appeared, with a length and width of more than ten meters!

The most terrifying thing is that a human face actually grew out of thin air on top of the giant sand castle!

The hollow in the middle seems to be the entrance to the castle.

But combined with the human face, which happens to be the mouth, it looks like a bottomless swallowing abyss, extremely weird and mysterious!

On both sides of the castle, there are giant red shovels three meters high.

The cold light flashing on it was extremely sharp, as if it could cut off countless heads at will.

The whole sandcastle can be described in two words, discord!

Lin Heng also rarely opened his eyes.

"The Gigantamax Sand-Eating Lord?"

When Lin Heng, who had an eye for insight, said this, his tone was obviously filled with doubts.

No wonder he was so surprised, the main reason was that the sand-devouring Sandcastle was so big! The length and width are each ten meters, even larger than his Banjiras!

Even the level is at the late stage of the gym!

Lin Heng did not expect that Osamu Fujiwara could bring out a second gym-level elf.

Not only him, but also Abraham stood up from his seat with a shocked look on his face when he saw this sand-eating bastard.

Lin Heng knew it as soon as he saw his reaction.

Even the organizers and organizing committee had no idea about this Gigantamaxed Sand-eating Lord!

But it makes sense if you think about it.

This Sand-Eating Castle Lord is Fujiwara Osamu's last trump card at first glance, and he won't use it unless necessary.

The self-destructing magnet monster before had concealed its level.

And this Sand-Eating Castle Lord was obviously completely concealing it.

However, what surprised Lin Heng was not the mutation. After all, his elf mutated much more powerfully than Fujiwara Osamu. Judging from the attribute information of the Sand-Eating Castle Lord.

There is not much change overall.

The difference is Dynamax!

The body shape has changed drastically from the original size of 1.3 meters!

This sand-eating castle can be compared to ten ordinary sand-devouring castles, which is enough to show its intimidation and exaggeration.