Flames are everywhere, and the god of fire is born!

When Grim transformed into a tall flaming humanoid and carried Amelia through the palace in the hinterland of the mountain, flames appeared everywhere he went.

Not to mention the ordinary Demon Spore Clan, even those terrifying fungal giants and swamp creatures as high as Rank 2 or 3 could not survive more than ten fingers in the Burning Realm.

For a moment, Grim walked behind him, leaving behind a strange and twisted charred black body. The traces left above show how painful and desperate they were before they died.

This is a sacred place and secret place that has been arranged by the Demon Spore Clan for hundreds of years, and almost everywhere there are hidden swamp creatures that have been infected by the Demon Spore, and there are dangerous and terrifying magic traps almost everywhere...... But all of this is so insignificant in Grim's eyes.

Grim walked forward with a smile while scanning everything around him with a chip.

Secret passages, dark rooms, cracks, traps, traps, ambushes...... None of this can be hidden from Grim's eyes. And the way he coped with it was so simple and crude!

Flames, rockets, fireballs...... All forms of fire sorcery are at your fingertips.

In the face of such a disparity in power, any conspiracy, calculation, strategy and tactics are floating clouds, and they can be pushed flat with flames!

The winding stone path in front of him was nearly thirty meters densely covered with magic traps, and the energy radiance that was eager to try it was a blood-red color in Grim's eyes, which he couldn't ignore if he wanted to.

A wave of fire rushed over, and all the magic traps were set off in advance, erupting into a series of huge roars and terrifying elemental explosions. However, apart from blowing the winding stone path into a honeycomb, all of this did not hurt Grim at all.

After a few more meters, there was a narrow road ahead, barely enough for a fungal giant to stoop over. The stone walls on both sides of the corridor are faintly flickering with energy.

Grim gathered his eyes, increased the strength of the chip's penetration, and immediately saw through the one-meter-thick stone wall, and also saw the red figures lurking densely behind the secret doors on both sides of the stone wall.

Grim snorted coldly, and with a smack of his left witch staff, the burning field immediately extended into the stone wall. In less than three or five seconds, the lurkers inside the door were scorched and screamed, and the two secret doors were also burned red.

"Attack...... Attack...... Rush out and attack ......"

There seemed to be a leader in the red figure, who gave orders with a loud roar.

The secret doors on both sides were divided to the left and right, and the lurkers inside were about to rush out and fight with Grim.

Unfortunately, the death trap they set up for Grim now frames them inside.

Due to the closed terrain and the narrow passage, the lurkers who rushed out were crowded inside the passage, and they simply formed a formation. Grim took this opportunity to seal their path with three walls of fire demons, and then inadvertently summoned a firestorm and threw it at the place where the life energy reacted most violently.

The flames are flying, and the waves of fire are scorching.

The sound of burning flesh never ceased, and the terrible screams and wails resounded one after another.

However, the more enemies you burn, not only will you not be able to smell the pungent smell of burnt past, but you will be able to smell the extremely rich smell of plants and trees. From the dead and scorched body of the lurker, there are constantly scattered green lights, which make people can't help but feel shocked and relaxed after sniffing.

The plant-based elemental particles are the most tame magical particles in the world.

Even a fire witch like Grim should be refreshed and happy when he smells and inhales such a rich plant-based elemental particles. As for Emmelia, who was lying in Grim's arms, her almost exploding head was much soothed after absorbing a large amount of these elemental particles.

The Flame Demon Wall seals the way, the Firestorm clears the field, and then clears the way with a few bursting fireballs......

Such a simple and crude way of propulsion, but once it is paired with Grim's extraordinary flame strength and spiritual perception of foresight, it is so incomprehensible and so desperate!

Waves of lurkers rushed out of their hiding places, and before they could gather around, the fire sorcery that Grim had pinched in his hands had already descended on them.

There is no need to even bless Fire Penetration and Flame Potency, the base damage of these Fire Sorcery alone is enough to wipe out all enemies with ulterior motives.

Even after passing through some special secret passages and dark rooms, Grim would blast open the door with a fireball at the reminder of Emelia, and then throw a ball of flame into it, and the world would be clear.

Grim is like a naughty boy carrying a jug of boiling water looking around for an ant' nest. The enemy's so-called ambush, the enemy's so-called trap, and the enemy's so-called counterattack are all so weak and powerless in his eyes......

And he just needs to let off steam!

"My lord, this doesn't seem to be in line with our plan in advance, shouldn't we prioritize the elimination and control of that demon spore center in the Holy Land......?

In fact, there is no need for these secret lurkers and holy land guards to be exterminated one by one, and it is the most important thing to directly break into the center of the demon spores and control the most important demon sporum seed in the holy land. But now, as if he had enough time and certainty, Grim not only did not have the slightest hint of anxiety, but began to 'play' with the group of guards with great interest.

This...... It really made her a little puzzled!

However, the head of the family has the prestige of a legendary fire witch, how could he make such a shoddy mistake. Therefore, Amelia could only ask gently, but did not dare to have the slightest look of doubt.

Grim smiled indifferently, and a hint of cunning appeared on his flame-condensed face.

"I just deliberately ...... so slowly"

"Then you ......"

"Yes, I'm just waiting for that Faensen to teleport back...... Amelia, if this opportunity is good, maybe even your family feud can be avenged!"

Emmelia took a deep breath, a look of disbelief on her pretty little face.

Although she carefully led Grim to invade the wetland swamp and invade the Demon Spore Sanctuary this time, she never had the luxury of hoping to get rid of that Faensen. Not for anything else, but out of awe for the 4th order powerhouse!

If you haven't traveled abroad, it's hard to appreciate and comprehend the power of Tier 4 creatures.

Only by surviving in a higher plane like the wizarding world can you have a deeper understanding of how terrifying the power of this powerful creature called a 'demigod' can be at the 4th order!

In front of you, for example, the Demon Spore Clan had worked hard in this holy place for hundreds of years before they had created an indestructible and terrifying place of death full of traps. However, once there was no Tier 4 creature to preside, this holy place was invaded by Grim, and the resulting war scenes did not look like battles, but rather like massacres.

The terrifying gap in strength between Tier 3 and Tier 4 cannot be bridged by relying on this little bit of quantity at all!

What's more, it was none other than the one who invaded the Holy Land this time, but Grim, who could be called a hard-handed among the 4th order powerhouses. With this plus and one subtraction, it is conceivable that the Demon Spore Holy Land will suffer from this tribulation.

In the face of another 4th order, even if that Faensen is not known for his combat effectiveness, Grim must have a certain degree of certainty if he dares to say such words. With Emelia's understanding of the legendary family master, the other party has never said anything big that cannot be paid.

Therefore, the apprehensive Emmelia closed her mouth and began to silently think about the possible hole cards in the master's hand. With her intelligence, she quickly detected some clues.

The previous positioning of the witch array was particularly difficult, with the strength of the head of the family, but it was only thousands of miles away, why did it seem so difficult and dangerous when it was teleported.

If the head of the house had just teleported from the Anglosh ogre camp normally, he would not have almost crushed the witch array. From this, it is speculated that with the help of that positioning witch array, the head of the family is likely to have brought in some helper from the wizarding world.

Could it be that Mistress Mary is here?

Thinking of this, Amelia couldn't help but poke her head out of Grim's arms and quietly swept towards the hidden corners of the deep cavern, hoping to find the other party's traces.

This is also an excellent job of secrecy for Grim, who has no idea that the Shadow Fiend exists. Therefore, it is impossible to find out that at some point, a terrifying 'killer' unimaginable has lurked in the back of Grim's body!

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Hall of the Spare.

This is the most central and important place in the depths of the Pod Cave.

In a huge water cavern, a strange tall magic pod stood tall, occupying almost half of the space in the cave. And the spore people gathered around the tree, as if they were busy with something.

The roots of the strange pod were not buried in the dirt, but in a mountain of bones. The main trunk that is exposed is more than ten meters thick, and dozens of thick branches and leaves are separated from it. The green leaf at the end of the branch curls into the shape of a strange mouth, and sharp jagged teeth and terrible slime can be seen at the edges.

The busy spore people drove away the swamp creatures that had been controlled by the spores, and made them obediently lie at the feet of the pods.

At each point, the pods stretched their thick vine roots and rolled up the swamp creatures into the air. The green mouth-like pods scrambled to open their mouths, frantically tearing at the flesh of their prey.

After each full meal, dozens of terrifying giant mouths on the pod's torso burped comfortably, and then lazily drooped down the branches, closed their eyes and rested for a while.

Today, however, as a powerful enemy breaks into the pod cavern, the pod has become restless.