This was a lively and noisy orc camp.
Although night had already fallen, there were no signs of quiet sleep in the camp.
The energetic Orc Warriors gathered around the bonfires, drinking hard liquor, slapping their chests or weapons, singing muffled ancient songs, laughing and cursing loudly. There was not the slightest hint of nervousness that came from a dangerous battle.
However, in the center of the camp, in the largest cowhide tent, more than a dozen powerful orcs with cruel and tyrannical auras were gathered together, loudly arguing about something.
At the top of the tent was an extremely muscular werewolf. He had two simple and long swords on his back, and he wore soft leather armor with special divine runes engraved on it. A necklace made of beast bones and sharp teeth hung around his neck. His knees, shoulders, and other parts of his body were covered with hard cowhide, covered with sharp thorns that were still wet with blood.
Sitting beside him was a shaman with strange feathers all over his body. His nose and lips were pierced with terrifying beast teeth, and his body was covered with colorful germanium mud.
To be able to sit in the tent, one had to be at least a Grade 3 Orc. All of them had great strength and sturdy bodies. Their dusty and scratched leather armors gave off an unconcealable aura of brutality.
However, just as they were loudly debating on how to surround and annihilate the group of evil sorcerers hiding in the deep mountains, the Orc Shaman who had been quietly sitting at the side suddenly raised his head and looked into the depths of the mountains with a bewildered expression.
Although orc shamans were few in number, they were the most respected and respected in the orc tribes. They could communicate with the high and mighty orc gods through special sacrificial rituals, so they were the group of people who had the most say in the tribe's development and decisions.
"High Priest Sanger, did you discover something?" The strongest werewolf in the main seat raised his hand to stop his subordinates from roaring, and asked with a frown.
Although he did not sense the specific situation, a chill from the bottom of his heart suddenly made him vigilant.
He did not have divination skills, so naturally, he could not see the evil sorcerers' movements a hundred miles away. However, with its strength at the Advanced Tier 4 stage, it was already qualified to come into contact with the illusory consciousness of the Realm of Existence.
It was as if … Mother Earth was sending him some kind of warning through this method.
An unknown danger was approaching the team from outside of its perception!
"It's the invaders …" Sange's ugly facial features were scrunched up. He was coughing violently, and his pure white eyes were filled with terror and fear. "I don't know what they did, but they have angered Mother Earth! Mother Earth sent me a warning, telling us to escape immediately … Immediately, quickly … If we delay any longer, it will be too late! "
"Are those invading wizards trying to ambush us?" The werewolf leader was shocked. "I don't think they can defeat us with their strength."
"Yes, let them come! We Orcs have never been afraid of them … "
"I'll wake those brats up and give them a head-on blow …"
A few Orcs who had obviously lost their minds due to violence immediately started to clamor, looking as though they would rush up and kill any enemy that came their way.
The entire tent immediately burst into an uproar.
"Shut up! Shut up … All of you, shut up! Listen … What's that sound outside? "The werewolf leader suddenly pricked up his ears, his face showing that he was listening carefully.
All the Orcs quieted down and listened attentively.
As expected, strange and continuous explosions suddenly came from afar, and they were getting closer and louder …
Hearing this sound, the Orc Shaman suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body started to tremble uncontrollably.
"Enemy attack!"
Tong tong tong …
One by one, the Orcs broke out of the cowhide tent and slowly rose into the sky.
Although they did not know flying spells, nor did they have the support of divine spells, they could rely on their violent brute force and extremely sturdy bodies to temporarily overcome the gravity of the earth and achieve the effect of short-distance floating.
More Orc warriors came out of the tents that were full of patches, and they shouted as they picked up their weapons and looked at the sky where the explosions were coming from.
There, at the end of the horizon, clusters of beautiful crimson flame halos were slowly spreading, as dazzling as the gigantic fireworks that were set off during a festival.
However, looking at the order in which the fireworks appeared, they seemed to be heading straight for their camp.
Grimm rode the night wind and found the Orc army without much effort.
Compared to other Magi, Grimm's entrance was indeed too cool and fierce. The slowly blossoming path of flames behind him marked his flight path perfectly in the sky. Even if he was hundreds of miles away, he would still be able to see it clearly.
However, with Grimm's identity as a legendary rank 5 Fire Magus, there was no need for him to hide or be careful in this medium-sized Mutas Plane.
After appearing in the sky above the orc camp with a Flame Leap, Grimm condensed his body and looked down at the dozens of powerful Orcs, as well as the large group of Orc warriors that were running and shouting below them.
"A bunch of ants …"
Grimm's face revealed a fierce and resolute expression unique to Magi. With a raise of his hand, a wide Meteor Shower that could almost cover the entire orc camp appeared.
Although Shi Feng's strength was limited to the Tier 4 standard, with his superior knowledge, techniques, and Tier Suppression, he didn't fear the dozen or so Tier 3 and Tier 4 Orcs in the slightest.
The Meteor Shower, which was at the pinnacle of the Fourth Order, arrived with a wave of his hand, instantly sweeping across the entire field of view.
One after another, fireballs filled with flame energy and with traces of an inextinguishable aura fell from the sky like raindrops. Huge pillars of dust that were more than ten meters tall were raised wherever they passed, turning into crimson rings of fire that slowly spread out and engulfed a large number of Orc warriors.
Be it the shockwaves from the explosions of the fireballs or the beautiful rings of fire, they were extremely fatal to ordinary Orc warriors.
The sturdy armour and large shields that they were so proud of were as thin as a piece of mugwort in the face of the terrifying golden flames.
Their strong and tall bodies were unable to withstand the terrifying burning of the flames. They cried and howled as they ran around in the fire. Only when the same flames gushed out from their pores did they fall to the ground like rotten wood, turning into a pile of charred and withered ashes.
The cowhide tents, carriages, donkey carts and tents were all set ablaze. The earth and sky were all set ablaze, and even the Orcs in the world were set ablaze …
There were 3000 Orcs in front of them, and their average strength was at the peak of rank 1. Even in the entire Mutas Plane, this was a formidable force. Even if it was thrown into another large plane, it would still be able to turn that place upside down and turn it upside down.
However, in front of a legendary Fire Magus like Grimm, they were just like a bunch of ants. Let alone retaliating, they could not even look at the light around him.
Ordinary Orcs could not retaliate, but that did not mean that the dozen or so Orcs could not.
* Roar … *
"Roar …"
Deafening roars echoed as the dozen Beastman powerhouses took out their weapons and charged towards Grimm from all directions.
However, Grimm's gaze swept past all the Orcs and landed on the cowhide tents.
The smell of divine spells … There's an Orc Shaman here?
Grimm did not hesitate to cast a spell. After one to five seconds of rapid casting, a mushroom-shaped Molten Core Fire rose up from within the cowhide tents. The life force of High Priest Sanger, who was secretly contacting the rear, weakened in an instant.
If one spell couldn't kill it … Let's add another one!
Grimm was about to continue casting, but the dozen or so Orcs under the leadership of the werewolf leader had already rushed to his side.
"You're courting death!" Grimm shouted, and the Burning Domain that he had not used for a long time enveloped an area of a thousand meters around him in an instant.
The Orcs that had just charged into the sky were immediately engulfed in flames, and all the metal items in their hands and bodies became scalding hot. He felt as if he had been thrown into a blazing furnace. Not to mention fighting, even breathing had become painful and torturous.
The Type 4 Beastmen were still able to muster their Berserk Force, barely managing to block the terrifying flames from reaching their bodies. However, half of the Grade 3 Orcs did not even have the ability to block the flames. They were turned into human-shaped torches, screaming as they fell from the sky.
"Kill him …"
"Hurry up and kill him …"
The Tier 4 Orcs roared as they charged at Grimm, gathering all sorts of power as they swung their weapons at him from all angles.
The werewolf leader turned into a bolt of grey lightning, piercing through Grimm's body and appearing in the sky behind him.
Grimm's body was immediately covered with six or seven crisscrossing grey blades, and his entire body began to collapse.
"Hooray! Howell, you're the strongest! "
"That's great!"
The few Orcs who saw this scene immediately cheered.
Only the werewolf leader who had 'killed' the Evil Fire Shaman did not have any joy in his eyes. He suddenly turned his head and shouted, "Hurry up and disperse … That's not his main body …"
However, the warning was too late.
In the next second, Grimm's fire clone suddenly exploded, turning into a huge wave of flames that engulfed the surrounding Orcs.
Grimm's main body slowly emerged from the vast sea of flames on the ground, holding the Orc Shaman whose body was mostly burnt black.
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