Although Grim was an 'ally' who helped the three swamp giants defeat the ogre.

But when the Anglosh ogres are gone, the three swamp giants don't treat Grim kindly. Even, if it weren't for the whipped that Grim had left for him from the swamp sage, the other party would have planned to charge at him.

This also shows the 'uprightness' and inflexibility of the swamp creatures!

One of the three swamp giants approached Grim and sniffed the wisp of whip vigorously before he said in a deep, deep voice, "This is the scent of the swamp wiser, and it seems that you are indeed our ally." Say, little man, what are you going to do with these pesky ogres?"

"Offense...... Attack, of course!" Grim had a helpless wry smile on his face: "These Angelosh ogres are helping the Demon Spore Clan do evil, and of course we will teach them a lesson that they will never forget." What could make them angry and miserable more than taking its nest?"

"You're going to attack the mallet camp directly, there's a thousand ...... of Angelosh ogres," the mossy giant's mossy face showed a look of surprise, but then he became excited again: "You have an appetite for us." The Swamp Wise Man is smart, but he is too indecisive. Actually, we should have gotten our strength out of the way to get rid of the swamps that were causing trouble! If you're really going to attack the ogre, then count me in...... Angor, the swamp giant, is willing to follow in your footsteps!"

"Swamp Giants XXX is willing to follow in your footsteps......"

"Swamp Giants XXX is willing to follow in your footsteps......"

Grim also did not expect that his outrageous war rhetoric would resonate so strongly with the other party, and the three swamp giants volunteered to become his war allies at the same time.

Besides, the other party had already said it to this extent, and Grim, who had intended to set off a storm in the wetland swamp, accepted it without hesitation.

Grim and Remy took the three swamp giants in a turn, crossing ponds and waterways, and approaching the so-called mallet camp. And in the process, the swamp giant Angol couldn't stop letting out all kinds of low and melodious shouts.

So, along the way, the swamp giants continued to arrive from the depths of the wetland, and by the time they reached the door of the mallet camp, a team of twelve swamp giants had gathered behind Grim.

Among them, the most powerful is a Rank 3 swamp giant Tarut, while the rest are young giants of the 1st and 2nd ranks.

The team stopped a short distance from the Stonehammer camp and looked at the other side.

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

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

Wetland swamps are mushrooms except mushrooms, and it is difficult to find wood suitable for construction. So the mallet camp in front of you is nothing more than a dirt plateau encircled between the ponds and waterways.

And the ogres used it to enclose the camp was nothing else, just simple stone pillars that were five meters high and half a meter thick. One is erected every ten meters, and there is no blocking facility in the middle, which is extremely simple.

And with the arrival of the swamp giants, the ogres have already gotten the news. A large area of ogre pestles stood on the high bank, forming a thick wall of people, ready to resist the invasion of the swamp giants.

In fact, with the quantity and quality of the Anglosh ogre, the moment he heard that the swamp giants were heading towards the mallet camp, he blew up the nest, and planned to rush out and play with the giants in a swarm. However, when the ogre higher-ups learned that there was a terrifying human high-ranking wizard in the swamp giants' ranks, they used their power to suppress the rebellion of their clansmen and decided to put the battlefield on the edge of the camp.

However, from Grim's point of view, the concerns and worries of the ogre's top brass are purely superfluous.

With such a rudimentary city defense facility, there is almost no difference between a defensive counterattack and a peripheral field battle, and it is better to take the initiative to attack than this. At least there is more room for action on the strategic side!

Although there were quite a few swamp giants present, when it came to the level of respect for Grim, it was the third-order Tarut who showed the most obvious performance. As for the other swamp giants, they chose to follow behind Grim only out of politeness or blind obedience.

Without it, the level of understanding of power is different!

The Rank 3 Swamp Giant has initially touched the upper limit of his strength and realized the terrifying power of the rules. Therefore, in the face of a fourth-order wizard from the different planes, they can figure out the strength of the other party with their hearts.

Ordinary giants, on the other hand, still have not gotten rid of the habits of inferior creatures, and like to evaluate the strength level of a creature by its size and muscle development.

"Lord Grim, how do you think this battle should be fought?'s side seems to be a little weaker......" Tarut was also obviously a swamp giant who was good at thinking and learning, crouching down and communicating with Grim in a loud buzzing voice.

Its companions didn't seem to agree with it, and they began to clamor about it, especially the Tier 1 giants.

"Just fight casually, you don't need to be so serious!" After experiencing more than a dozen bloody and cruel plane wars, Grim really didn't like the 'small scene' in front of him. To put it mildly, this is no war at all, and can barely be defined as a ferocious battle between two villages: "We are not alone. When the war starts, Moats will come to our aid!"

"But ......," Tarut was clearly still a little worried.

"Why, you're scared, if you swamp giants stay behind, I'll send my fire creatures up to fight!" Grim said coldly.

"Afraid, Lord Grimm, please take back your assessment, we swamp giants will not be afraid even in the face of death. For us swamp giants, death means returning to the bog mother's arms, and our souls are immortal. Apparently provoked by Grim's words, the Tarut snapped his chest and looked like his reputation had been insulted.

"Then show me how strong you are with the swamp giants!Don't worry, I'll send my Flame Legion to help your ......" Grim was already dissatisfied with the swamp wiser's procrastination.

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

Therefore, compared to the old and repeated calculations of the high-level of the swamp, Grim seems to be much more aggressive and tough. Anyway, the wetland swamp is not his territory, and someone else will take over if it is a mess, so he has no scruples or shackles in his heart, and he has the intention of immediately provoking a big war.

Grim glanced around, tall and burly bodies huddled together, and it was difficult to find the so-called 4th Order Ogre Chief Golfes among them.

Therefore, Grim gave up the search and began to concentrate on the fight.

Waving goodbye to Tarut, Grim walked to the battlefield with his wand in hand.

As he moved forward step by step, his body was also changing dramatically.

Flames erupted from his 'skinny' body, causing him to swell and grow a little with every step he took. And by the time he walked a hundred meters in front of the Anglosh ogre camp, his entire body had grown into a terrifying flame giant surrounded by ferocious flames.

As his half-meter-thick flame thigh stomped on a muddy plateau, the invisible flame force field and terrifying heat began to spread in all directions.

The damp and muddy soil bank immediately became dry and hard, and the moss, lichens and colorful mushrooms that grew on it began to dry up and incinerate rapidly under the high temperature. Even the ponds and marshes around the mud bank are steaming hot, and the muddy water inside is boiling over!

Both sides of the battle looked at this terrifying flame giant that suddenly appeared in horror, feeling the terrifying flame fluctuations in his body. Everyone's hearts couldn't help but pound, and for the first time, they felt the horror of a high-level wizard of the human race!

"The Scythe of Fire, the first sign of the contract...... Gate of Flames!"

As short, muffled mantra syllables echoed across the battlefield, a strange gate outlined purely by flames slowly emerged in front of the flame giant. Then, as the Flame Giant's wand and the Flame Gate established a fire path link, surging and surging flame energy continued to pour into it.

The Gate of Flames tore through space, summoning a vast army of flames from the distant plane of the Fire Elemental.

The Flame Gate opened, and countless fire creatures poured out of it, ranging from low-level fire creatures such as Fire Spirits, Fire Spirits, Fire Giants, Flame Dogs, and Fire Bats (Tier 1), to mid-level Fire Creatures (Tier 2) such as Incineration Flame Spirits, Fire Giants, Molten Core Giants, and Flame Spirits.

Of course, in the dense and crowded team of flame creatures, Grim also saw high-level fire creatures (Tier 3) such as the Undead Bird, the Fire Demon, and the Flame Lord.

At the same time, a deep, deep voice suddenly sounded in Grim's head.

"The quality of the flame energy you sacrificed is very good. In exchange for the same amount, I can lend you my Flame Legion for a while. Remember, I don't care if all the low-tier fire creatures are wiped out, but if these Flame Lords lose one, you will have to compensate with 100 units of fire energy...... Would you like to?"

Grim's heart moved.

He could sense that the one who was in touch with his soul was at least a Rank 5 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 himself, Grim naturally has to reciprocate.

The two masterminds had a brief communication through the Flame Gate, exchanging flame marks with each other, and then disconnected from each other.

And at the moment when Grim was distracted and communicating with the other party, on the battlefield, the surging fire creatures were already fighting with the unguarded Anglosh ogres!