Grim walked leisurely on the all-metal bridges that hung high above the half-waists of steel fortresses.

A howling wind blew over the bridge, making the hunting sound of Grim's robes blowing outside, revealing the dark red dragon armor underneath.

The bridge is 5 meters wide, strong and thick, enough to allow a large number of metal magic machines to move quickly on it.

There is a railing more than a meter high on the side of the bridge, and when you stand on the edge and look down, you can see countless strange steel buildings with a strong metalpunk style, as well as dense alien races that move around like tiny ants.

With its impregnable steel fortresses and terrifying magical cannons, the Eternal City has struck off waves of dragon lords who have come to conquer it. With his own strong force, he has established a steel city that will never overturn in the Lance plane, where the dragon lords are numerous.

No matter what the plane, as long as you can show strong force, you will have countless admirers and followers.

When the Eternal City proved its strength in the iron-blooded style, the natives of the plane who were oppressed by the dragon clan were naturally overjoyed to come to the city. This also allowed the influence and prestige of the Eternal Capital to quickly spread throughout the Reims plane.

So, as Grim had seen, the Eternal Capital was home to hundreds of thousands of vast indigenous tribes, in addition to thousands of battle weapons. They are like weeds, shrubs, or vines parasitic on the periphery of the Eternal Capital, scorching on a little alms and scraps.

If you want to mix well, if you want the clan to rise, you must take refuge in the Eternal Capital and join the indigenous peripheral army under the Split Brain Gru.

Using this method, Split Brain Gru used only a scarce amount of resources to amass a large number of natives with all kinds of strange combat powers.

And now, with the command of Gru, the entire Eternal Capital is boiling, and batches of metal magic machines and indigenous warriors pour out of the various buildings of the steel fortress, and rush madly towards the strange wizard with black hair and black eyes standing on the metal trestle.

After passing the initial stage of the elemental wizard, he has initially raised his own power to the level of rules, and the strange appearance characteristics formed by the overflow of elements or power projection in the past are also slowly disappearing. At this moment, Grim is actually the closest to his soul origin form.

The elemental precipitation on the once long dark red hair has faded, revealing a bright and silky black undertone. The spillover of the fire element was no longer there, and Grim's pupils had regained their blackness, except for some scattered red dots faintly visible around the pupils.

If anyone could enlarge the red dots, they would be shocked to find that they were strange runes burning with tiny flames. Moreover, as Grim's mind and emotions change, these tiny runes are constantly changing.

Grim walked slowly atop a long metal trestle, diagonally from a towering metal fortress to a steel tower in the distance.

Although there are many steel fortresses here, and although the metal trestles here are as dense as spider webs, it is impossible for Grim to get lost once he visits them. As such, his goal was to the heart of the Eternal Capital, the steel hall where the alien Ghazruvi was hiding.

Seriously, Grim is just here to catch up with that Gazruvi today!

Although the other party has done too many things in the past years that Grim is 'dissatisfied', it is in the past after all. With Grim's promotion, his perspective and pattern of looking at people and things are a little different from the past.

That Ghazruvi, as an ambitious and crazy goblin, was able to transform himself into what he is now, and that speaks volumes about his talent and mind. As a third-order brain monster and sitting in a fortified city, even if Grim is replaced in its place, I am afraid that he is a little unwilling to accept the position of a wizard slave.

So, its restlessness, its resistance, Grim is completely understandable.

But understanding doesn't mean acceptance!

In the past, Grim, to be honest, did not have the absolute power to suppress or force the 3rd order brain monster to submit. The two sides only chose hypocrisy and wrongdoing out of the wisdom of 'cooperation is beneficial to both sides, and division is harmful to both'.

And the third-order brain monster also took advantage of this opportunity to do a lot of things that were detrimental to the interests of the Crimson family.

Of course, Grim knew this, but he silently chose to forbear, just not to force the third-order brain monster out of the family, and not to let the family lose this Lance plane with huge dragon resources.

But now, Grim is already a fourth-order wizard, and the balance of power between the two sides has lost its former balance. Therefore, what was tolerated in the past is now intolerable to Grim.

He came here for only one purpose this time, and that was to bring the Order-3 Brain Monster back into the family's control and management. If the other party doesn't know the times, then Grim doesn't mind 'small' showing his new power to the enemy.

Listening to the shrill sirens blaring over the Eternal Capital, watching the dense battle weapons and black crushing native warriors rushing out of the metal fortresses and fortresses, Grim couldn't help but open his mouth slightly in surprise.

He thought of the resistance of the third-order brain monster, but he didn't expect the other party's resistance to be so fierce......

It's almost a state of complete hostility!

What the hell did that third-order brain monster think, it was so sure that it could force itself back, and it didn't even leave the necessary room for relaxation. Did it think that Grim would not dare to kill it?

Thinking of this, Grim's black pupils couldn't help but narrow.

He had a feeling that behind this matter was not simple, as if there was a big invisible hand pushing and manipulating something. Otherwise, with that Ghazruvi's timid and death-fearing character, he would never have done things so resolutely!

However, all doubts can only be answered after the fact. Now, Grim has to face thousands of 'enemies' who have rushed onto the metal trestle.

In order to meet that Gazruvi, Grim will first need to get rid of all these obstructive creatures in it.

Quack Quack ......

With a loud and piercing strange scream, the first group to rush was not the metal magic machines that filled the city, but a team of 170 ornidoxes.

They are male and female, and both have humanoid bodies, but they have eagle wings and claws, torsos*, and dense grayish-brown feathers growing only at the ends of their limbs. Their upper arms were replaced by a pair of eagle wings, and they had two claws under them, on which they clutched a bayonet more than three meters long.

The spear is made of wood throughout, with a spiked tip sharpened.

And the bird-like men were now holding these wooden spears, flapping their wings desperately and screaming and charging at Grim.

Grim's black pupils swept past them, his eyes full of unconcealed contempt.

A group of little guys who are just apprentices, and there are not many wizard-level individuals in the big team. Such a weak dish is also worthy of charging a 4th-order wizard?

Too lazy to do anything with such 'garbage', Grim silently propped up the burning field.

As the dark red sky covered a radius of nearly a kilometer around Grim's body, all the bird-like people who broke through and the native warriors who followed them quickly burned and turned to ashes in a terrible and terrifying scream. The steel buildings and metal trestles that were included in the dark red canopy also began to glow red and shiny under the astonishing heat and invisible flames, and even the surface began to melt.

As soon as the Burning Realm came out, it quickly extinguished the idea that the Eternal Capital wanted to rely on many indigenous creatures to besiege Grim. Without super high magic resistance above Tier 2 and no special fire protection, any creature entering the Burning Realm will have to endure terrifying fire damage of up to 210 degrees per second.

Not to mention these natives of the plane with naked fruit bodies, even second-order wizards with a full set of resistance blessings, there are not many guys who can withstand this kind of continuous wear.

Almost instantly, the momentum of the originally aggressive attack was suppressed.

One by one, the natives of the plane screamed frantically and rushed into the dark red sky, and then quickly burned and turned to ashes. Whether it is an ordinary individual or those who are well-known indigenous powerhouses, as long as they enter the dark red sky, they will inevitably be incinerated into ashes with a bang if they don't advance a few steps.

I watched a lot of such scenes, which scared those who came after me.

They huddled in front of the dark red canopy, watching with horror as the terrifying film of light advanced step by step. And they had lost the courage to continue the charge, huddled into a lump of flesh in front of the light film, and desperately retreated backwards.

Occasionally, a few unlucky people were knocked into the light film by the crowded team, and before they could turn around and flee in horror, their entire bodies erupted with endless flames under the gaze of many eyes, and instantly turned to ashes.

The natives are finally scared!

Although they are brave, it does not mean that they are stupid, and although they are not afraid of death, it does not mean that they are willing to run to death for no reason......

Therefore, when one of the terrified natives of the plane screamed and turned to flee, all the natives of the plane could not help but be defeated along with them.

No way, the 'demons' they are facing are too terrifying, and their strength is too weak.

Not to mention hurting that 'demon', there are so many of them combined, I'm afraid they don't even have the courage to face each other!

Grim walked leisurely on the metal trestle without paying attention, and the dark red canopy he held up drove the natives of the plane into scattered and crushed armies like cattle and sheep.

And at this moment, a group of plane natives had just escaped halfway to the metal trestle when they were beaten into a sieve by the dense rain of bullets and the sound of energy rays. Then, in the next moment, a group of metallic, neatly formed battle magic weapons stepped on the corpses and the wounded in pain, and approached Grim in the distance step by step.