The entire casting camp is housed in the hollowed-out belly of the mountain.

Except for the central living area and the casting area, which are extremely large halls, the rest of the area is made of stone corridors. In such a complex and narrow passage, it is undoubtedly extremely difficult to find an enemy who has slipped into it.

The two native wizards who followed Grim did not move on, but stayed in the waste dump area, where they fought against the narrow passage and the surging guards.

It was precisely because of their presence that the camp commander focused most of his attention on the rear. Before the central area was threatened by the enemy, the camp commander was obviously not so decisive as to alarm the Radiant Knight above.

And this undoubtedly also provides Grim with a chance to fish in troubled waters!

The corridors that crisscross the entire Demon Casting Camp are very dense and complex, so that the camp commander can easily realize the transfer of troops. But this moment also provided great convenience to Grim.

Combined with the topographic map of the demon casting camp provided by the prophet of Mars, as well as the chip's high-speed and efficient battlefield information collection system, in Grim's mind, the enemies that appeared in his perception were identified one by one. Grim weaved his way through the stone tunnels under the command of Chip, dodging the rear-of-the-road with the help of the dazzling forks and shadows, and quickly advanced towards the entrance of the camp.

He may be able to avoid ordinary mobile guards, but he can't avoid the sentry posts that stick to the passes.

Encountering such an enemy, Grim, who was striding forward, chose to break through. When he suddenly appeared in the torch-lit area from the dark corridor, before the sentry could give an alarm, a terrifying stream of flames hit their bodies.

No human warrior has ever survived 2 seconds of the terrifying flame flow that Grim has inspired. And such a short period of time is not enough for them to send out the alarm.

So Grim walked through the three-mile-long stone corridor as if he were strolling through it, and came to the entrance at the front of the demon casting camp.

In order to defend against the invasion of foreign enemies, it can also be called heavily guarded and guarded.

The only way to enter the demon casting camp is a 100-meter-long stone corridor, and on both sides of the corridor, there are numerous guard rooms and crossbow bolt ports. All materials and supplies brought into the Demon Casting Camp must undergo layers of scrutiny before they can enter.

It's a pity that all the defenses here are for defense.

Probably the guy who designed this tight bunker never thought that the enemy would come from within!

At this point, Grim no longer made any cover-ups.

Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, his figure from the darkness quickly transformed into a terrifying fire demon, and then a series of lava fireballs exploded in the long stone corridor.

The most direct consequence of such a high-density terrorist attack was that nearly half of the stone corridor was blown up by him, and even Mingsu Mountain began to tremble slightly.

Looking at the tightly crushed boulders that had collapsed and blocked the passage, Grim turned his attention to the camp guards.

Amid the burst of crossbow arrows, countless camp guards rushed towards Grim with shouts, including 1 Spellbreaker Knight and 3 Demon Hunter Knights.

Unfortunately, the narrow terrain and the crowded crowd made it difficult for these people to get close to Grim's side for a while.

Grim ignored the human warrior in front of him clanging the lava shield, and quickly focused his fire. With 3 lava fireballs and 2 burst fireballs, and without even using the Voodoo Scroll, Grim easily killed the only ones who could pose a threat to him.

The furious elemental flames and the wanton splattering magma turned the corridor where the Spellbreaker Knight and the others were located turned into a lava hell. Many human warriors were burned by the flames and magma, and turned into torches running frantically through the crowd and calling for help.

It's a pity that no one can save them!

The rest of the people can't even save themselves.

The human warriors surrounding Grim didn't even need him to do anything, only when they entered the area shrouded in the flame barrier, they would clench their throats one by one and gasp for breath. However, with every breath they take, they breathe in the frightening temperature of the air.

These hot air currents caused their trachea and alveoli to burn like charcoal fires.

Eventually, even the clothes on their bodies began to spontaneously combust, and the swords and spears in their hands were red like fire, making the flesh and skin burn.

The fire demons incarnated by Grim didn't need any attack, they just walked quietly through them, and one by one, the camp guards fell down in pain with their throats clenched.

Wherever the fire demons passed, everything turned to ashes!

Even the stone floor beneath his feet began to turn red and soften, and fiery red magma rushed in all directions, quickly turning his place into a lava pool-like area.

It was only at this time that the camp commander realized the urgency of the situation, but unfortunately, in the face of an unscrupulous terrifying wizard, the combat power left in the demon casting camp was simply not enough to stop the enemy's advance.

When Grim and the two native wizards met in the Forge Hall, the hundred or so remaining guards of the Forge camp gathered in a corner of the hall, barely holding on with their sturdy fortifications and runic crossbow arrows.

The shapeshifter named Cobalt Blue tried to storm the hall several times, only to be shot back by the dense rune arrows. After all, the area is small, there is not much room to dodge, and they are extremely lacking in defensive sorcery and sorcery equipment, and they obviously can't withstand the dense shooting of the other party.

With heavy footsteps, the fire demon incarnated by Grim squeezed through the corridor with difficulty. After all, this is an underground passage, and the height of many places is far less than 4 meters, so it is extremely difficult for the fire demon to walk through it.

Watching the terrifying demonic form of the fire demon stride from the depths of the passage, sensing the scorching air that was almost suffocating, the two native wizards glanced at each other, and both were filled with awe in their hearts for this evil wizard who had come from afar.

Grim's fiery red eyes swept over the scarred bodies of the two, and he bowed slightly: "Hard work, two!

The Cobalt Blue Wizard was about to open his mouth to warn the other party that there were still 4 Spellbreaker Knights and a dozen Demon Hunter Knights in the hall, but the Flame Demon's body was slightly faltered, and the tall and terrifying fire man's body had disappeared in front of them.

In the next moment, a huge aura of flame erupted in the crowd with the most dense guards in the camp, and the tall body of the fire demon also appeared in the dazzling firelight.

Fire blaster!

Flame Enchantment!

The furious and ferocious wave of flames, amplified by the double flame attack, instantly turned Grim's body into a raging sea of fire. The camp guards, who had been able to resist stubbornly before, turned into burning men who wailed in pain and screamed one after another, without the slightest room to fight back.

And the only ones who can survive the double attack of Grim are those lawbreakers and demon hunters. Holding energy shields in their hands, they rushed to Grim's side with all their might, and the rune swords in their hands turned into frost, breaking through the lava shield outside their bodies almost instantly.

But with this little buffer time, the flame scepter in Grim's right hand waved slightly, and a fire djinn that stood up to the sky and the earth immediately appeared in the field. And the first thing it does when it comes out is, of course, to do its only job.

Self-destruct!

The self-detonation of a quasi-witch-level fire djinn immediately brought terrifying damage to the hall.

The stone floor at the foot of the corner of the hall they were in shattered, and the surface of the hard, solid stone walls around them had been washed away by a violent blast of flames.

As for the camp guards at the center of the explosion, there were no bones left in an instant, not even a single trace of the incinerated fly ash could be found. The Demon Hunter Knights and Spellbreaker Knights who rushed to Grim's side vomited blood and fell to the ground in pain, and then were killed by the bursting fireballs that Grim shot out.

When the two native wizards walked in from outside the hall with complicated expressions, it had turned into a terrible hell of a sea of fire and lava. And the enemy, I'm sorry, but with their eyesight, it's hard to find the residue left behind by the enemy!

The Sorcerer's enemies are only casters of the same rank. As for ordinary mortals, they don't have the strength to fight against wizards!

And the improvement of Grim's strength is also visible.

From the trembling when facing the lawbreaker knight at the beginning of the plane to the current unscrupulous slaughter, Grim's use of fire sorcery has risen several levels, and has gradually formed his own routines and styles.

The violence and ostentatiousness of fire witchcraft are also becoming more and more prominent!

"Let's go, it's time for us to reap the fruits!" The fire demon's body shook slightly, and as the furious fire converged and the lava on his body cracked, the gentle and elegant Grim, who had the wisdom and mysterious temperament of a high-level spellcaster, returned.

He and the two Native wizards nodded in greeting, and led the way to the passage on the other side of the hall.

This is the central hall of the entire Forge Camp, and there are numerous passages from here that lead to different areas. Naturally, Grim went to the drawing room, where documents and parchment drawings were stored.

Looking at Grim, who was so lightweight, the two native wizards looked at each other again, their faces full of frustration and frustration. Both sides are Tier 1 spellcasters, but the gap in combat power is too big!

In the past, how powerful the evil wizards of the wizarding world were, they only knew from the few words of the prophet Mars. But when the terrifying power of the other party is presented in front of them at a glance, the shock from the heart to the flesh and body does not trample on their past pride and arrogance.

If the other party intends to use strong strength to deter them, then their hearts may be better. After all, the other party also cares about their strength!, but it is precisely because the other party does not care that the hearts of the two indigenous wizards seem to be more and more tormented.

Once upon a time, their existence was so ignored!

What is the difference between them and each other's little followers now?

"You go to the drawing room and see if there's anything of value! I'll take a look at the foundry. Maybe I can catch some treasures!" the cobalt blue wizard said with his hands on his heart, grinning a few words, and staggered into another passage.

The Flowey Wizard shook his head and walked reluctantly to the drawing room.