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As soon as the goblin finished speaking, he waved his hands emitting golden light and attacked Mark and Albert at a speed as fast as lightning. Afterimages were left one after another, making it difficult to catch the trajectory of his movements. The strong wind made Mark's cheek hurt.

He quickly protected Albert behind him and mobilized his own black matter to form a barrier to resist the attack.

With a "hum", the black barrier was like a huge black eggshell, wrapping Mark and Albert in it. The golden light collided with the black barrier, making a harsh friction sound, like metal rubbing violently.

Cracks appeared on the barrier, spreading like a spider web.

Mark groaned and was knocked back several steps by the powerful impact. His feet plowed two deep grooves on the ground and barely stabilized his body. The gravel in the Gobi Desert was shaken up and formed a misty sand fog that blocked the view.

Albert endured the severe pain, his face was pale, and his lips were bloodless. He trembled and put his hands behind Mark, and the breath of life in his body flowed into Mark's body. Mark suddenly felt full of strength, and his aching muscles regained vitality. Seeing that his attack failed, the goblin let out a sharp whistle, which was sharp and piercing, and echoed in the empty Gobi Desert.

It pounced on Mark again, and its figure was as erratic as a ghost.

This time, its attack was more fierce, and the golden light turned into countless sharp blades, which attacked Mark like a rainstorm. The sharp blades flashed with cold light, cut through the air, and made a sharp whistling sound.

In the Gobi Desert, the wind was howling and the yellow sand was all over the sky.

Mark didn't dare to take such a dense attack head-on, and pulled Albert to the side to dodge. The two rolled awkwardly on the sand, avoiding the goblin's attack.

The goblin's attack missed, and the sharp blade penetrated deeply into the ground, leaving deep gullies on the ground. The sand and stones in the Gobi Desert splashed and scattered like an explosion. Some gravel hit Mark's black barrier, making a muffled "bang bang" sound.

Mark took advantage of the gap between the goblins' attacks and aimed the remaining fragments of the holy stone in his hand at the goblin. The fragments flickered with a faint light, like a star in the night sky.

The goblin seemed to be aware of the threat of the holy stone fragments. It stopped attacking and stared at the fragments in Mark's hand with vigilance. A fearful look appeared on its gray-green face, and its originally excited expression became solemn. The wind and sand were still howling, rolling up the yellow sand all over the sky and covering the sky. On the Gobi Desert, a man and a goblin stood face to face, and the atmosphere was tense and solemn.

"What do you want to do?" There was a tremor in the goblin's tone, and it seemed to be afraid of the holy stone fragments. Mark did not answer. He held the holy stone fragments tightly and stared at the goblin with cold eyes. He slowly raised the holy stone fragments in his hand, and the energy of his body was fully input into the fragments. The light on the fragments gradually increased, emitting powerful energy fluctuations. The fragments seemed to be reactivated. The goblin found that the energy in his body was boiling uncontrollably, as if it was about to fly out.

"Don't... don't come over!" the goblin shouted in horror, and it subconsciously took a few steps back, its eyes full of fear. The wind and sand on the Gobi Desert became more violent, like a roaring beast, ravaging this desolate land.

Mark approached the goblin step by step, and the light of the holy stone fragment in his hand became brighter and brighter, like a small sun, illuminating everything around.

"Hand over the holy stone energy you absorbed, and I can spare your life," Mark said, staring at the goblin.

"Impossible, this is what I deserve! No one can take it away!" The goblin screamed while protecting his chest.

Mark snorted coldly, and the light of the holy stone fragment in his hand became brighter. "Then... go to hell!" Mark aimed the holy stone fragment at the goblin and slowly approached.

The goblin saw that the light of the holy stone fragment was getting brighter and brighter, and the energy of his body was completely controlled, and his eyes widened in horror. Sweat beads oozed out of its gray-green skin, and its originally dry lips trembled slightly. It looked around, as if looking for a way to escape, but there was nothing around except the vast Gobi Desert and the whistling sand.

"Wait!" The goblin screamed and raised his hands in surrender, "I can... I can return the holy stone energy to you!" Its voice was a little out of tune, with obvious fear and trembling.

Mark paused for a moment, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes. He looked at the goblin's horrified expression, then looked at the holy stone fragment in his hand that was emitting dazzling light, and weighed the pros and cons in his heart.