Although Grimm had helped the three Swamp Giants chase away the ogres as an 'ally', the three Swamp Giants did not treat Grimm well.
But after the Angros Ogres were gone, the three Swamp Giants did not treat Grimm well. If not for Grimm flashing the whip hair left behind by the Swamp Sage, the Swamp Giants would have even charged at him.
The inflexible and inflexible nature of the swamp creatures could be seen from this.
The leader of the three Swamp Giants approached Grimm and sniffed the whip hair, before speaking in a deep and sonorous voice, "This is the scent of the Swamp Sage. Looks like you are indeed our ally. Tell me, little one, how are you going to deal with these annoying ogres? "
"Attack … Of course we're going to attack!" Grimm smiled helplessly, "These Angros Ogres are helping the Mospores in their evil deeds, so of course we're going to teach them a lesson they'll never forget. What's more infuriating and painful than destroying their nest? "
"You're going to attack Stonehammer Camp? There are thousands of Angros Ogres there … "The leader of the Swamp Giants showed a trace of surprise on his mossy face, but he quickly became excited," You're to our liking. Although the Swamp Sage is intelligent, it's too indecisive. We should have used our strength long ago to chase those troublemakers out of the wetlands! If you really intend to attack the Ogres, count me in … Swamp Giant Anguor is willing to follow in your footsteps! "
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"Swamp Giant XXX is willing to follow in your footsteps …"
Grimm did not expect that his shameless war speech would resonate so strongly with the three Swamp Giants. The three Swamp Giants were willing to become his allies in the war.
Since they had already said so much, Grimm, who had the intention of stirring up a storm in the wetlands, did not hesitate to accept.
Grimm and Remy led the three Swamp Giants to cross ponds and waterways, approaching the so-called Stonehammer Encampment step by step. In the process, Angor the Swamp Giant let out all sorts of low and melodious cries.
As they advanced, more and more Swamp Giants rushed over from the depths of the wetlands. When they arrived at the entrance of Stonehammer Camp, Grim had already gathered a team of twelve Swamp Giants behind him.
Among them, the strongest was a Grade 3 Swamp Giant, Tarut, while the rest were all Grade 1 and Grade 2 Giants.
The team stopped not far from the Stonehammer Camp, surveying the opposite side from afar.
By human standards, this so-called Stonehammer Camp did not live up to its name.
There wasn't even a simple wooden wall, let alone a tall and sturdy city wall.
There were only mushrooms in the wetlands and swamps. It was extremely difficult to find suitable wood for construction. Therefore, the Stonehammer Camp in front of them was nothing more than a highland surrounded by ponds and waterways.
The Ogres used simple stone pillars that were five meters tall and half a meter thick to encircle their camp. There was a pole every ten meters, and there were no obstructions in the middle. It could be said to be extremely simple and crude.
The Ogres had long since received news of the arrival of the Swamp Giants. A large number of ogres stood on the high shore, forming a thick human wall, ready to resist the invasion of the Swamp Giants.
In fact, with the quantity and quality of the Ange 'rosh Ogres, the moment they heard that the Swamp Giants were heading towards Stonehammer Camp, they had planned to rush out like a swarm of bees and fight to the death with the Giants. However, when the higher-ups of the Ogres found out that there was a terrifying high-ranked human Magus among the Swamp Giants, they used their authority to suppress the uprising of their clansmen and decided to place the battle at the edge of the camp.
However, from Grim's point of view, the concerns of the higher-ups of the Ogres were completely unnecessary.
With such simple and crude city defences, there was no difference between defending and attacking in the wild. Rather than that, it was better to take the initiative and attack. At the very least, they would have more room to maneuver strategically!
Although there were many Swamp Giants present, in terms of respect for Grim, only the Grade 3 Tarut was the most obvious. As for the other Swamp Giants, they only chose to follow Grim out of courtesy or blind obedience.
There was no other reason other than the difference in their understanding of power.
The Grade 3 Swamp Giants had already touched upon the upper limits of their strength and experienced the terror of the power of laws. When faced with a Grade 4 Magus from another plane, they could put themselves in his shoes and estimate his strength.
Ordinary Giants, on the other hand, had not broken away from their habits as lowly creatures. They liked to judge a creature's strength based on their size and muscular development.
"Lord Grim, how do you think we should fight this battle? Our side seems a little weak … "Tarut was evidently a Swamp Giant who was good at thinking and learning. He crouched down and used a loud buzzing voice to communicate with Grim.
However, his companions did not seem to agree with his point of view and began to make a ruckus, especially the Grade 1 Giants.
"Just fight casually, there's no need to be so serious!" Having experienced more than ten bloody and cruel Planar Wars, Grimm didn't really care about these 'small scenes'. To put it bluntly, this could not even be called a war, and could only be described as a fierce fight between two villages. "We're not alone and without help. When the battle starts, Moat and the others will come to support us! "
"But …" Tarut was obviously still worried.
"What, are you afraid? If you Swamp Giants are afraid, then stay behind. I'll send my flaming creatures to fight! "Grim said coldly.
"Afraid? Lord Grim, please take back your words. We Swamp Giants are not afraid even in the face of death. For us Swamp Giants, death means returning to the embrace of the Swamp Mother. Our souls will never be extinguished. " Evidently agitated by Grim's words, Tarut thumped his chest loudly as if his reputation had been insulted.
"Then show me your Swamp Giants' bravery. Show me how strong you are! Don't worry, I'll send my flaming army to help you … "Grim was already dissatisfied with the Swamp Sage's procrastination.
Alice was anxiously waiting for the Water of Life, and he did not have much time to waste in this foreign world.
Hence, compared to the experienced and meticulous higher-ups of the Swamp Tribe, Grim was much more aggressive and unyielding. Anyway, the wetlands were not his territory, and even if they were destroyed, someone else would come and take over. Hence, he did not have any qualms or worries, and had the intention to start a huge battle immediately.
Grimm looked around and saw many tall and burly figures huddled together. It was difficult to find the so-called Grade 4 Ogre Chieftain Gorfis.
Therefore, Grimm gave up on searching and focused on the battle.
After waving goodbye to Tarut, Grim walked towards the battlefield step by step with his Wizard Staff in hand.
As he advanced step by step, his body underwent rapid changes.
Flames spewed out of his' skinny 'body, causing his body to swell with every step he took. When he was a hundred metres away from the Angros' Ogre camp, his entire body had expanded into a terrifying Flame Giant surrounded by ferocious flames.
When his half-metre-thick flaming legs stomped on a muddy plateau, a formless field of flames and terrifying heat began to spread in all directions.
The muddy soil immediately became dry and hard, and the moss, lichens, and colourful mushrooms growing on it began to crack and burn under the high temperature. Even the ponds and swamps around the muddy shore began to emit hot steam, and the dirty muddy water inside began to boil!
Both sides looked at the terrifying flame giant that had suddenly appeared with fear in their eyes. They could feel the terrifying flame fluctuations within his body that could shake one's soul. Everyone's heart could not help but pound wildly. This was the first time they had experienced the terror of a high-ranked human Magus!
"Scythe of Flames, first form of contract … Flaming Gate!"
As the short and deep incantation echoed on the battlefield, a strange gate made of pure flames slowly appeared in front of the Flame Giant. Then, as the Flame Giant's Wizard Staff established a path of fire with the Flaming Gate, surging flame energy continuously flowed into it.
The Flaming Gate tore through space, summoning a large army of Flame from the distant Fire Elemental Plane.
The Flame Gate opened, and countless fire creatures poured out. There were low-level fire creatures like the Fire Spirit, Fire Spirit, Fire Giant, Fire Hound, and Fire Bat. There were also mid-level fire creatures like the Body Incineration Flame Spirit, Fire Giant, Molten Core Giant, and Flame Spirit.
Of course, Grim also saw the Undying Bird, the Flame Demon, and the Flame Lord among the horde of Flame Creatures.
At the same time, a deep and resounding voice sounded in Grim's mind.
"The quality of the flame energy you've offered is not bad. As an equivalent exchange, I can lend you my Flame Army for a while. Remember, I don't care if all the low-ranked Flame Creatures are destroyed, but if you lose even one of these Flame Lords, you'll have to compensate me with 100 units of flame energy … Are you willing? "
Grim's heart skipped a beat.
He could sense that the person who was connected to his soul was at least a Grade 5 Flame Lord. In fact, at their level, they could already be called the Flame Monarch.
Since the other party was willing to take the initiative to express their goodwill, Grim naturally had to reciprocate.
The two people behind the scenes communicated briefly through the Flaming Gate, exchanging fire imprints, and then disconnecting.
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