Age of Adepts

Although Greem helped the three swamp giants fight off the ogres as an 'ally'.

But when all the Anglosh ogres disappeared, the attitude of the three swamp giants towards Greem was not friendly. Even, if Greem hadn't shown the whip left to him by the swamp wise man, the opponent would have planned to charge him too.

The 'uprightness' and inflexibility of the swamp creatures can also be seen from this!

The leader of the three swamp giants approached Greem, sniffed the whip hair vigorously, and then said in a deep and deep voice: "This is the smell of the swamp wise man. It seems that you are indeed our ally. Tell me." , little man, how are you going to deal with these nasty ogres?"

"Attack...of course it is an attack!" Greem had a helpless smile on his face, "These Anglosh ogres are helping the Demonspores to do evil, and of course we will teach them a lesson they will never forget. Would it make them more angry and painful if they lost their lair?"

"Are you planning to directly attack the Stoneclaw camp? There are thousands of Anglosh ogres there..." The mossy face of the leading swamp giant showed a hint of shock, but he became excited again immediately: "You are very appetizing to us. Although the swamp sage is smart, it is too indecisive. In fact, we should have used our strength to drive out those guys who plagued the wetland swamp! If you really plan to attack the ogres, then Count me in... the swamp giant An'gor is willing to follow in your footsteps!"

"The swamp giant xxx is willing to follow in your footsteps..."

"The swamp giant xxx is willing to follow in your footsteps..."

Greem didn't expect that his brazen war speech would resonate so strongly with the other side, and the three swamp giants volunteered to become his war allies at the same time.

Besides, the other party had already spoken to such an extent that Greem, who originally intended to stir up a storm in the wetland swamp, accepted it without hesitation.

Greem and Remy turned around with the three swamp giants, crossed ponds and waterways, and approached the so-called Stone Hammer camp step by step. During this process, the swamp giant Angor kept making various low and melodious calls.

So, along the way, swamp giants kept coming from the depths of the wetland. When they arrived at the gate of the Stone Haul camp, a team of twelve swamp giants had already gathered behind Greem.

Among them, the most powerful one is a Tier 3 swamp giant Tarut, while the rest are young giants of Tier 1 and Tier 2.

The team stopped not far from the Shimaul camp, looking at the opposite side from afar.

By human standards, this so-called Stonecutter Camp is simply not worthy of its name.

Not to mention the tall and substantial city walls, there is not even a single simple wooden wall.

Wetland swamps are mushrooms except for mushrooms, and it is difficult to find wood suitable for construction. So the stone hammer camp in front of us is nothing more than a piece of dirt highland circled among the dotted ponds and waterways.

And what the ogres used to enclose the camp was nothing but crude stone pillars five meters high and half a meter thick. One is erected every ten meters, without any blocking facilities in the middle, it is simply extremely simple.

With the arrival of the swamp giant team, the ogres have already gotten wind of it. A large black ogre pestle stood on the high bank, forming a thick human wall, ready to resist the invasion of the swamp giant.

In fact, given the quantity and quality of the Anglosh ogres, the moment they heard that the swamp giants were marching towards the Stonemaul camp, they blew up their nests, planning to rush out in a swarm to fight the giants. But when the high-level ogre learned that there was a terrible human senior wizard in the swamp giant team, they used their power to suppress the riots of the tribe and decided to put the battlefield on the edge of the camp.

However, from Greem's point of view, the worries and worries of the ogre's high-ranking officials are purely superfluous.

With such a crude city defense facility, there is almost no difference between defensive counterattack or peripheral field battle. Instead of doing this, it is better to take the initiative to attack. At least there is more space for strategic activities!

Although there were quite a few swamp giants present, when it comes to the degree of respect for Greem, it was the third-level Talut who showed the most obvious. As for the other swamp giants, they only chose to follow Greem out of politeness or blind obedience.

Without it, the degree of understanding of power is just different!

The third-level swamp giant has initially touched the upper limit of power, and realized the terrifying power of rules. So facing a level 4 wizard from a different plane, they can figure out the strength of the other side by heart.

Ordinary giants, on the other hand, still haven't gotten rid of the habits of lower creatures, and like to evaluate a creature's power level by its size and muscular development.

"Master Greem, how do you think this battle should be fought? Our strength seems to be a little weaker..." Tarut is obviously also a swamp giant who is good at thinking and learning. The huge voice communicated with Greem.

And its companions didn't seem to agree with its point of view, and they started to clamor one after another, especially those Tier 1 giants.

"It's fine to fight casually, you don't need to be so serious!" After experiencing more than a dozen bloody and cruel plane wars, Greem really looked down on the "small scene" in front of him. To put it bluntly, this is not a war at all, and it can barely be defined as a fierce fighting between two villages: "We are not alone and helpless. After the war, Moat will come to support us!"

"But..." Tarut was obviously still worried.

"What, are you afraid? If you swamp giants are afraid and stay behind, I will send my flame creatures to fight!" Greem said coldly.

"Afraid? Lord Greem, please take back your evaluation. We swamp giants will not be afraid even in the face of death. For us swamp giants, death means returning to the embrace of the swamp mother. Our souls are forever. Extinct." Apparently stimulated by Greem's words, this Tarut patted his chest, as if his reputation had been insulted.

"Then show me the bravery of your swamp giants and show me how powerful you are! Don't worry, I will send my flame legion to help you..." Greem had long been dissatisfied with the swamp wise man's procrastination. up.

Alice was anxiously waiting for the source of water, he didn't have much time and effort to delay in this alien world.

Therefore, compared to the old-fashioned and prudent and repeated calculations of the high-level officials in the swamp, Greem appeared to be much more aggressive and tough. Anyway, the wetlands and swamps are not his territory, and if they are smashed to pieces, others will take over. Therefore, deep down in his heart, he has no scruples or entanglements, and he has the intention of immediately provoking a big battle.

Greem glanced around the opposite side, tall and burly bodies crowded together, it was difficult to find out the so-called fourth-level ogre chief Golfers.

Therefore, Greem gave up searching and concentrated on fighting.

After waving farewell to Tarut, Greem walked towards the battlefield step by step with a wizard staff in his hand.

As he moved forward step by step, his body was also undergoing rapid changes.

Flames gushed out from his 'thin' body, making his body swell a little with every step he took. And when he walked a hundred meters before the Anglosh ogre camp, his whole body had grown into a terrifying flame giant surrounded by ferocious flames.

When his half-meter-thick flaming legs stomped on a high ground on a mud bank, the invisible flame force field and terrifying high temperature began to spread in all directions.

The originally wet and muddy soil bank immediately became dry and hard, and the moss, lichen, and colorful mushrooms growing on it began to dry and crack quickly and incinerate under the high temperature. Even the ponds and swamps surrounding the mud bank were steaming, and the muddy muddy water inside was boiling!

Both sides in the battle looked at this terrifying flame giant that suddenly appeared in horror, and felt the shocking and terrifying flame fluctuations in his body. Everyone's hearts couldn't help beating wildly, and it was the first time that they faced the horror of a high-level human wizard!

"The scythe of the flame, the first appearance of the contract...the door of the flame!"

As the short and deep incantation syllables echoed on the battlefield, a strange door outlined purely by flames slowly emerged in front of the flame giant. Then, as the fire giant's staff and the flame gate established a fire link, surging and surging flame energy continuously poured into it.

The Flame Gate tore apart the space, and a huge flame army was summoned from the distant Fire Elemental Plane.

The door of flames opened, and countless flame creatures gushed out from it, including low-level flame creatures (level 1) such as fire spirits, flame spirits, fire giants, fire dogs, and fire bats, as well as burning body flame spirits. Middle-level flame creatures (level 2) such as , flame giants, molten core giants, and flame spirits.

Of course, Greem also saw high-level flame creatures (level 3) such as Phoenix, Balrog, and Flame Lord in the densely packed and crowded team of flame creatures.

At the same time, a thick and deep voice suddenly sounded in Greem's mind.

"The quality of the flame energy you sacrificed is very good. For the sake of equivalent exchange, I can temporarily lend you my flame legion for use. Remember, I don't care even if the middle and low-level flame creatures are all wiped out, but these If the flame lord loses one, you must compensate with 100 units of flame energy... Would you like it?"

Greem's heart skipped a beat.

He can perceive that the person who keeps in touch with his soul is at least a fifth-level flame lord. In fact, at their level, they can already be called by the name of the flame king.

And since the other party is willing to take the initiative to express kindness to him, Greem will naturally have to reciprocate.

The two behind-the-scenes messengers had a simple communication through the Flame Gate, exchanged flame marks with each other, and immediately disconnected.

And at the moment when Greem was distracted to communicate with the other party, on the battlefield, the surging flame creatures had already fought with the Anglosh ogres who couldn't hold on tight!