In fact, the wetlands and swamps weren't suitable as a battlefield for the flaming creatures.
But with a fire-type expert like Grimm around, any unfavorable environment could be turned around with his terrifying strength.
Seeing that the battle was about to erupt, Grimm raised his hands high, and a large-scale Meteor Shower was completed in the blink of an eye. Meteors wrapped in scarlet magma pierced through the thick fog and appeared before everyone's eyes, dragging long tails of black smoke as they fell from the sky.
Their landing points naturally overturned nearly half of the Ogre camp, forcing the low-tier Ogres to raise their wooden shields to protect their heads. But the meteors that landed quickly left deep pits in the ground, the violent flame shockwaves throwing many Ogres to the ground. The magma that splattered in all directions caused the Ogres to wail like ghosts and howl like wolves.
The entire Ogre frontline seemed to have turned into a terrifying lava hell in an instant!
The Ange 'rosh Ogres had powerful physiques and frightening strength. Coupled with the fact that there were over a thousand of them, they formed a frightening force. But such a force was nothing in the eyes of a Legendary rank 4 Fire Shaman.
If not for the Ogre Chieftain, Grimm would have been able to annihilate them all by himself.
How terrifying was a Legendary rank Fire Shaman when he went all out?
On the battlefield, a Legendary rank 4 Fire Shaman was like a demon king. His every move and even a small fire spell could cause terrifying damage to his enemies.
With so many flame cannon fodder at the front and Grimm's wanton slaughter, the twelve Swamp Giants were under almost negligible pressure. Most of them gathered around Grimm, cleaning up any Ogre that tried to destroy the Fire Gate.
At the frontline, the flaming creatures summoned from the Fire Elemental Plane had gathered into a torrent and were locked in battle with the Ogre Warriors.
The ordinary flaming creatures that were too small were simply cannon fodder. Affected by the humid environment, their combat power plummeted. Just as these little fellows approached the battlefield, they were smashed into smithereens by the stone hammers and stone clubs of the Ogre Warriors.
When their flaming bodies shattered, the sparks scattered and burned the Ogre warriors to a certain degree. However, the Ogres had thick skin and flesh, and such injuries would only make them more frenzied. It wouldn't affect their fighting prowess.
Only the mid-tier fire creatures could deal terrifying damage to the Ogre warriors by relying on their almost materialized flaming bodies and indefensible fire abilities. Moreover, it wasn't the flame creature's true body that passed through the Flaming Gate, but only the projection of its power.
Thus, they became even more ferocious and fearless.
Once the projection's flame power was about to be exhausted, they would explode on the spot without hesitation, causing more damage to the enemy and causing more trouble.
As a result, ear-piercing explosions could be heard from time to time at the frontlines of the battlefield. Wherever the flaming shockwaves swept out, one could see piles of charred human skeletons and human-shaped torches that had been set ablaze.
Tragic … The battle was abnormally tragic!
However, this was the home ground of the Ogres, and the ponds and swamps half a mile away from the camp became the most hated battlefield for the fire creatures. Most of their power was used to fight against the moisture here, while the rest could be used to vent on the detestable creatures.
The greatest damage to the Ogres was caused by Grimm's fire spells.
Be it the Meteor Shower, the Volcano of Doomsday, or the Molten World, their might was terrifying, and their range was astonishing. Their lethality was unprecedented!
Even though the Ange 'rosh Ogres were known for their thick skin and tenacious vitality, they could only accept their status as' weaklings' in front of Grimm.
Seeing the strong Ogre Warriors and Barbarian Soldiers fall in the sea of flames and the familiar figures being burnt to charcoal, the Ogre Chief Gorfis hiding among the troops roared furiously, but it was to no avail.
With the hordes of fire creatures blocking the way, along with the dozen Swamp Giants protecting them, the number of Ogre Warriors who could reach the Flaming Gate could be counted on one hand. The Ogres who were stuck on the battlefield had to endure wave after wave of attacks from the flames, their cries of agony before they died heart-wrenching.
"Gorfis, that human Magus is a helper that Moat invited. It's said that he's a legendary rank 4 Fire Magus, and he can't be underestimated. Try to delay him. Klatch and I will be there soon. When that time comes, we'll work together to capture him. You can do whatever you want with him! "
"Hurry … Move faster … That damned bastard is slaughtering my people without the slightest scruple. My people are dying every moment here, and yet you're still making sarcastic remarks from a thousand miles away … No, I must stop him! "
"No … Gorfis, you can't step onto the battlefield! From what I see, that human Magus wants to lure you out and kill you alone. You'll die if you step out! "
"I don't believe it! He's only a rank 4 Magus, and I'm also at rank 4. There's nothing for me to fear. Hurry over as soon as possible! Perhaps by the time you arrive, I'll have already ripped off his head and drank his blood … "
Just as Golfess' mind was in a mess, Grim summoned another gigantic meteor from afar, which fell from the sky with a loud roar.
The previous Meteor Shower was only a metre in diameter, but it was able to deal terrifying damage to the Ogres within its range. And now, this huge meteorite was at least 20 meters in diameter. As it streaked across the sky and fell, the friction with the air left a scorching trail behind it.
Wherever it passed, even the void of the plane began to tremble uneasily.
Damn it, damn it, damn it … The damage that such a terrifying meteor could cause to the Ogres was unimaginable.
Thus, Gorfis could not take it anymore. He roared and charged out of the formation.
The moment he stepped onto the battlefield, Gorfis roared furiously, and the stone hammer in his right hand danced like the wind as he swung it with all his might.
Two fireballs, one large and one small, rapidly approached each other in the air.
Followed by an earth-shattering boom, the falling meteorite was smashed into pieces by the stone hammer, and turned into fiery meteors, flying in all directions. The stone hammer that was tumbling and falling actually disappeared under Gorfis's grasp.
When it reappeared, it was already in Gorfis's right hand.
In this process, Grimm unexpectedly felt a trace of law undulations.
Eh, this Ogre Chief's control over the laws of the plane is a little strange. He can retrieve a weapon that was thrown out!
Thinking about it, this power of law was of little value to Magi who had a large number of long-range spells. But for those melee combatants who lacked long-range methods, it was a decent law ability.
At the very least, with this method, even the foolish Ogre Chieftain could temporarily play the role of a cannoneer.
After smashing the meteor with one strike, Gorfis stood in the middle of the battlefield with his twin hammers in his hands. His triangular green beady eyes glared at Grimm fiercely, flashing with intense hatred.
The low-ranked flaming creatures that did not know what was good for them had just gotten close to him, but before they could do anything, Gorfis stomped heavily on them. The entire battlefield began to tremble violently as if it had experienced an earthquake.
Powerful energy ripples spread through the undulations of the ground, and all the flaming creatures that were swept up by the energy ripples turned into ashes, not even giving them a chance to self-destruct.
Strength > 42 points …
In just half a second, the A.I. Chip quickly determined the basic strength of this Ogre Chief.
It had to be known that Grimm's basic strength was only at 27 points. This was with the constant supply of the Fire Dragon Feast and the consumption of large amounts of resources to reach this level. As expected of a melee Professional that focused on strength, his basic strength was actually higher than Grimm's by more than 15 points.
This meant that if Grimm were to face him head-on, he would have to endure a terrifying crushing effect with every strike!
Even so, Grimm would not retreat rashly.
After all, this was a rare chance for him to kill a Grade 4 native creature by himself.
If he missed this chance, it would be ten times, no, a hundred times more difficult for an outsider like him to kill any Grade 4 creature in the Spirit Realm.
Grimm waved his hand, and the remaining flaming creatures on the battlefield retreated to the sides. The dozen Swamp Giants also returned to the vicinity of the Flaming Gate.
This way, the central battlefield was left to the two Grade 4 powerhouses who were facing each other!
Gorfis, the Grade 4 Ankros Ogre Chief.
From afar, it looked like a fat man with a bloated body.
He was more than seven metres tall, and while he was not the tallest among the Ogres, he was definitely the fattest.
It stood there quietly like a mountain of flesh. The layers of fat on its body were stacked on top of each other, as if it was wearing a layer of meat armor. His two stubby legs were half a metre in diameter, and every time he stepped on the ground, he would leave a deep pit.
As his body was too large, he only had a piece of beast skin wrapped around his waist, barely covering his crotch.
A necklace of skulls hung around its neck, and a sharpened beast bone was stuck in its huge nose. Its mouth was wide open, and its two huge eyes were like copper bells. Its ears were as big as cattail leaf fans, and they almost reached its shoulders.
The only weapons on his body were the two large stone hammers.
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