The entire Foundry Camp was located in the hollow of the mountain.
Apart from the central living area and the foundry area, which were extremely spacious halls, the other areas were made of stone. In such a complicated and narrow passageway, it was extremely difficult to spot an enemy who had slipped in.
The two native Magi who had entered with Grimm did not continue forward. Instead, they stayed at the rubbish dump and relied on the narrow passageway to fight against the incoming guards.
It was because of their existence that the camp's commander focused most of his attention on the rear. Before the central area was threatened by the enemy, the camp's commander would not be so decisive as to alert the Radiant Knights above.
This undoubtedly gave Grimm a chance to fish in troubled waters!
The passageways in and out of the Foundry Camp were very complicated. This allowed the camp's commander to easily mobilize his troops. However, this also gave Grimm a great deal of convenience.
With the map of the Foundry Camp provided by Prophet Masur and the A.I. Chip's high speed battlefield information collection system, Grimm was able to identify all the enemies that appeared in his mind. Under the A.I. Chip's instructions, Grimm shuttled through the stone passageways. He made use of the dazzling forks and shadows to avoid the troops that were running towards the rear, quickly advancing towards the entrance of the camp.
He might be able to avoid the ordinary guards, but he could not avoid the sentries at the entrance.
Facing such an enemy, Grimm chose to force his way through as he strode forward. When he suddenly appeared in the area illuminated by torches from the dark passageway, before the sentries could send out a warning, a terrifying stream of flames attacked their bodies.
There had never been a human warrior who could survive for more than two seconds under the terrifying stream of flames that Grimm had casually released. Such a short period of time was not enough for them to send out a warning.
Hence, Grimm strolled through the stone passageway that was three kilometres long as if he was taking a stroll in a park. He arrived at the entrance of the Foundry Camp at the very front.
In order to defend against the invasion of external enemies, this place was heavily guarded and heavily guarded.
A stone passageway that was a hundred metres long was the only way into the Foundry Camp. On both sides of the passageway were many guard rooms and crossbow ports. All materials and resources that were transported into the Foundry Camp had to undergo layers of strict checks before they could enter.
Unfortunately, all the defenses here were used to defend against external attacks.
The guy who designed this tight bunker probably never thought that the enemy would come from the inside!
At this point, Grim no longer tried to hide anything.
Under everyone's horrified gazes, the figure that stepped out of the darkness rapidly transformed into a terrifying Balrog. Then, a chain of lava fireballs exploded in the long stone passageway.
The most direct result of such a high density terrifying attack was that close to half of the stone passageway collapsed. Even Mingsu Mountain began to tremble slightly.
Seeing the collapsed boulders blocking the passage, Grim shifted his attention to the camp guards.
Amidst the explosions of crossbow bolts, countless camp guards charged at Grimm, one Magic-breaker Paladin and three Demon Hunter Paladins were among them.
Unfortunately, the narrow terrain and the crowded crowd made it difficult for them to get close to Grimm.
Grimm did not care about the human warriors who were hacking at the lava shield in front of him. Instead, he focused his firepower on them. Three lava fireballs and two explosive fireballs. Without even using the Secret Voodoo Scroll, Grimm easily killed the only ones who could pose a threat to him.
The violent elemental flames and magma splashed everywhere, turning the passageway where the Magic-breaker Knight and the others were in into a lava hell. Many of the human warriors were scalded by the flames and magma. They turned into torches and frantically ran among the crowd, crying for help.
Unfortunately, no one could save them!
The rest of them couldn't even save themselves.
The human warriors surrounding Grimm did not even need him to do anything. As soon as they entered the area enveloped by the fire barrier, they would clutch their throats and gasp for air. However, every breath they took was filled with air that was terrifyingly hot.
The hot air caused their tracheas and alveoli to burn like charcoal.
In the end, even the clothes on their bodies started to burn. The swords and spears in their hands turned red like fire, sizzling their skin and flesh.
Grimm did not need to attack. He only needed to walk among them silently, and the camp guards fell to the ground one by one, clutching their throats.
Everything in the path of the Flame Devil turned to ash!
Even the stone floor under his feet began to turn red and soften. Fiery magma flowed everywhere, quickly turning the place he was standing into a lava pool.
Only now did the camp commander realise the danger of the situation. Unfortunately, against a fearsome Magus, the forces left in the Foundry Camp were not enough to stop the enemy's advance.
When Grimm and the two native wizards met up in the Foundry Hall, the remaining hundred or so guards of the Foundry Camp gathered in a corner of the hall. They were barely holding on with the help of the fortifications and rune crossbows.
The shapeshifting Magus called Cobalt tried to rush into the hall a few times, but he was shot back by the concentrated rune crossbows. After all, the area was narrow and there was not much space to dodge. They lacked defensive spells and equipment, so they could not withstand the concentrated attacks.
With heavy footsteps, the Flame Devil that Grimm had transformed into squeezed his way through the tunnel with difficulty. This was an underground tunnel, after all. Many places were less than four meters tall, so it was extremely difficult for the Flame Devil to pass through.
Seeing the Flame Devil's terrifying demonic form striding out from the depths of the tunnel, feeling the suffocating heat in the air, the two native Magi looked at each other, their hearts filled with reverence for this evil Magus who had come from afar.
Grimm's fiery red eyes swept across the two's battered bodies. He nodded slightly and said, "You've worked hard, you two! Leave this place to me! "
Just as Cobalt was about to warn the Flame Devil that there were still four Magic-Breaker Knights and a dozen Demon Hunter Knights in the hall, the Flame Devil's figure turned slightly, and the terrifying fiery figure disappeared before their eyes.
In the next moment, a huge ring of fire exploded in the densest group of camp guards. The Flame Devil's huge body appeared in the dazzling light.
Flame Blast!
Flame Barrier!
The violent and ferocious wave of fire, under the amplification of two layers of fire attacks, instantly turned Grimm's surroundings into a raging sea of fire. The camp guards who had been stubbornly resisting a moment ago did not even have the slightest chance to retaliate. They were instantly turned into fiery figures wailing in pain, their mournful cries rising and falling.
Only the Magic-Breaker Knights and the Demon Hunter Knights could survive Grimm's double attack. They raised their energy shields and withstood the raging Flame Blast, charging to Grimm's side with all their might. The rune swords in their hands turned into streaks of frost, breaking through the lava shields around them in an instant.
However, with this little bit of buffer time, Grimm gently waved the Flame Scepter in his right hand, and an indomitable Flame Spirit immediately appeared in the hall. The first thing it did when it appeared was, naturally, to complete its only task.
Self-destruct!
The self-destruction of a Quasi-Magus Flame Spirit immediately caused a terrifying amount of damage to the hall.
In the corner of the hall where they were standing, the stone floor under their feet was shattered inch by inch, and the surface of the solid stone walls around them was washed away by the violent Flame Blast.
As for the camp guards who were at the center of the explosion, not even their bones were left, not even the ashes of their cremation could be found. The Demon Hunter Knights and the Magic-Breaker Knights who had rushed to Grimm's side vomited blood in pain and fell to the ground, then were killed by Grimm's Exploding Fireballs.
When the two native Sorcerers walked into the hall from outside with complicated expressions, the hall had already turned into a terrifying hell of a sea of fire and rolling lava. As for the enemy? Unfortunately, even with their eyesight, it was difficult to find the remains of the enemy!
The enemy of a Sorcerer was only a spellcaster of the same rank. As for the ordinary mortals? They did not have the strength to fight a Sorcerer at all!
Grimm's improvement in strength was also evident.
Grimm's usage of fire spells had improved by several levels, and he had gradually formed his own style and style. He was trembling with fear when facing the Magic-Breaking Knights when he first crossed planes, but now he was slaughtering them without any scruples. Grimm's usage of fire spells had improved by several levels, and he had gradually formed his own style.
The violence and flamboyance of Fire Sorcery became more prominent day by day!
"Let's go, it's time for us to reap the rewards!" The Balrog's body swayed a few times, and as the violent Flame Blast disappeared and the lava on the surface of his body cracked, the cultured and elegant Grimm with the mysterious aura of a high-level Spellcaster had returned.
He nodded to the two native Sorcerers and led the way to the other side of the hall.
This was the central hall of the Demonic Foundry Camp, and there were many passages leading to different areas. The place Grimm was heading to was the drawing room where the documents and sheepskin drawings were stored.
Looking at Grimm, who seemed to be able to move with ease, the two native Sorcerers looked at each other again, their faces filled with defeat and dejection. Both of them were Grade 1 Spellcasters, but the difference in combat strength was too great!
In the past, they had only experienced how powerful the evil Sorcerers of the Sorcerer World were from the few words of Prophet Mas. But when the other party's terrifying power was displayed before their eyes, the shock from their souls to their bodies trampled on their past pride and arrogance until it was beyond recognition.
If the other party was intentionally using their strength to intimidate them, then perhaps they would feel better. After all, Grimm had taken notice of their strength! However, it was precisely because Grimm did not care that the two native Sorcerers felt even more tormented.
Not so long ago, they had been disregarded like this!
How were they any different from Grimm's lackeys now?
"Go to the drawing room and see if there's anything valuable. I'll go to the casting area and take a look. Maybe we can get some treasures! " Magus Cobalt clutched his heart and gritted his teeth as he spoke a few words, then wobbled into another passage.
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