After seeing Grim, the wolf-type wise man appeared calm.

If it were placed in the outside world, a second-order creature would suddenly see a fourth-order wizard, and the scene would definitely be trembling, and its body would be like a sieve of chaff. But in this spirit realm, the other party seemed extremely calm and peaceful, and even brought out a trace of laziness.

"Welcome to the Spirit Realm, great spellcasters from the wizarding world. The wolf-type wise man crouched in the thatched hut that could only accommodate one person, and looked at the three of Grim indifferently, without showing any surprise because of the identity of the other party: "My name is Anthony, I don't know what can serve you?"

Emmelia glanced at Grim and took the initiative to approach, "Your Excellency the Wise Man, we are preparing to go to the Spore Grove, and we hope that you can show the way there!"

"Spore Forest?" Anthony's long face showed a hint of humanity, and he lifted his nose and sniffed at Emelia's body, "It turns out that you are the princess of the Demon Spore who ran to the other plane." It seems that you have returned to the Spirit Realm this time to prepare to go to the Spore Forest to kill. ”

"Your Excellency doesn't have to pay attention to our intentions, I just want to be able to complete this transaction peacefully!" Emmelia was dug out of her privacy, and the expression on her face was a little difficult to see.

"It's not a good time for you to come!" An Dong didn't care about Emelia's displeasure, and said indifferently: "Over the years, the Demon Spore Clan has formed an alliance with those fungal giants and swamp lords, occupying almost eighty percent of the territory of the wetland swamp, and driving out the lizard clan, brute bull clan, and hydra lizards there. The two sides are fighting there, and if you go, I'm afraid you'll be directly involved in a war......"

"We're going for war!" said Amelia categorically.

"Understand...... understood" An Shi couldn't help but sigh: "Your uncle drove you out of the Demon Spore Clan, and now that you have a backer, you naturally want to run back to take revenge! Okay, I have no right to interfere with the rights and wrongs between you, according to the rules of the spirit world, you only need to take out 100 magic crystals, and I will show you the way." If you can come up with 500 magic crystals, I can also use the authority to send you directly to the wetland swamp!"

Emilia smiled when she heard this, and took out 500 magic crystals directly from the storage ring and stacked them in front of the wolf-type wise man Anthony.

"We choose the latter!"

Grim only came through a mass of spiritual consciousness this time, and naturally he had no long body. However, due to the peculiarity of her soul, Emelia traveled through with her body, so she did not lack basic wizard resources such as magic crystals.

"Very good!" Anthony, the wolf-type wise man, immediately put away the 500 magic crystals with a smile, then stood up and whispered, "Then all three of you should stand up a little bit! Wizard, take care of your pact, don't let it leave something with me!"

When the three of Grim gathered around it, Anthony, the wolf-like wise man, stepped on the ground with his feet on the ground, raised his head and let out a long howl that pierced through the stones. And as the wolf howled in his ears, a strange aura appeared under the three of Grim.

In the next second, the sky was spinning, and the whole world was spinning wildly......

When the three of them endured the dizziness and survived the upside-down sense of spatial confusion, they realized that they and the others were already on a high hill.

In front of them, a strange swamp appeared, not rich and abundant, but full of life.

The high hill where the three of Grim were located was on the edge of the strange swamp, with a rolling forest sea behind them, and they entered the range of the wetland swamp after crossing the high hill.

The original form of the wetland swamp is still preserved here.

Dense fog is wet and heavy.

The lakes, streams and mud pools that dot the swamp interior are well fed with water, so the area is shrouded in a thick mist all year round.

Inside the swamp, you can see strange mushrooms that have grown like giant trees.

They are huge.

The thick mushroom stalks are large enough for ten people to hug, and the huge canopy that spreads out sinks directly into the fog above the swamp, making it difficult to see them in full.

Many swamp creatures have even dug out rooms on mushroom stalks and inhabited them.

Strange-shaped mushroom huts rise from the ground, combined with the unique human environment of the wetland swamp, forming a peculiar natural landscape.

Surveying the strange territory in front of him, Grim glanced at Amelia faintly.

"We've arrived here, and we're about to go to war with the enemy. Now you can tell us about the main enemy of our trip!"

"We're here mainly to get the water of the source. And as far as I can remember, this thing has been kept in the hands of my uncle Faensen. So ......"

"So, if we want to get the Water of Origin, we can only kill this Faensen!" said Grimpi with a non-grin.

"My lord, I don't mean to take advantage of you. Instead, if you want to get the water of life, you can only kill my uncle Farnsson. Moreover, if you kill it, I am willing to sacrifice the evil mist grass, the soul of nature, and the domestication method of the fungal giant with both hands!" Emelia gritted her teeth and directly took out her last bargaining chip.

She had been in contact with this legendary master many times over the years, so she naturally knew what kind of things could move him the most.

Even in the wizarding world, the Evil Mist Grass is an extremely rare wizard material, and it is the main material for refining the Sleeping Cloud of the Rank 4 Witch Elixir, which is very valuable.

The Soul of Nature is a naturally condensed elemental soul, which is also the main material for crafting high-level witchcraft, and it is also a necessity for elemental wizards to make elemental avatars.

As for the fungal giants, Grim had only heard Amelia briefly describe them, but he had not really experienced their true strength. Therefore, Grim was still a little hesitant about the conditions she proposed.

"What is that Faensen's strength?"

"When I left the Spore Forest, it was only Rank 3 Intermediate. Now, it is estimated that it has reached the 3rd order advanced!"

Rank 3 Advanced?Such an enemy is also worth waiting for?

Grim couldn't help but look at Emmelia in confusion.

The latter smiled bitterly and explained, "Your Excellency, you have to be careful. Our Demon Spore Clan's own strength is not too strong, but once we encounter a strong enemy, we will choose to merge with the fungal giants we enslaved. At that time, the power of the two is superimposed, and they often jump up a big rank. So, if you don't want to get into trouble, you'll have to kill them before they fuse. ”

"Then you don't have any good news to tell me?" said Grim angrily.

Hearing Grim's teasing, Emelia immediately became relaxed. She knew that since the head of the family said so, it naturally meant that he had agreed to her conditions.

"Yes...... There is great news! Creatures living in wetland swamps, whether molluscs, flowers, or fungi, belong to the plant family, and what they fear most is fire. That's why they chose to survive in a place full of lakes, streams, and waterways. With your strength, you are simply invincible here!"

"Well, the swamp is your former home, what do you think we're going to do next?"

"Go to the Dark Cavern to find Moat, the famous wise man of this swamp, and only with its support will we not be ostracized by the spirit realm for the slaughter we carry out here. Otherwise, if we kill any of the swamp creatures, it will provoke hatred among the natives, and it will be difficult to move an inch!"

"What rank is this Moat?"

"4th Order!"

Grim immediately gasped.

The Wetland Swamp was only one of the twelve realms of the Spirit Realm, and the number of Tier 4 creatures here was almost in the double digits. If you simply compare the number of strong people, the spirit world is not even weaker than the wizarding world, and it is also a plane world with its own unique civilization.

Even with Grim's toughness, I'm afraid he won't dare to walk sideways in the wetland swamp where the strong gather, otherwise a bad one may end up besieged.

After discussing everything, the three of them briefly disguised themselves.

In order to avoid being recognized by her enemies, Emilia put on a heavy black cloak and hood, and used the Hermit's Ring to hide her aura. And Grim was still dressed as a wizard, and put Remy on his shoulder.

The three of them entered the swamp one after the other.

As soon as he set foot inside, Grim immediately sighed that the wetland swamp was the most beautiful and dreamy of all the swamps he had ever seen.

It is full of vast lakes and interconnected waterways and streams, and the ground is covered with a thick layer of meadows where a staggering number of mushrooms and fungi grow. The air is filled with a unique gas with a moist fragrance, as well as a staggering number of kiwispores.

These spores are the size of a finger's belly, with a bizarre tentacle-like canopy and a small tail.

They float in the air, their tiny bodies reflecting a faint glow, turning the wetland into a dreamlike paradise.

For some reason, the floating microspores seemed to be a little afraid of Remy's presence. Once he was within ten meters of the three of them, his body turned and rippled somewhere else.

As you walk through the swamps of the wetlands, you can see tall fungal creatures, flower creatures that can move their roots and tendrils to walk upright like humans, and water elementals that wander aimlessly through waterways......

Although they have a lot of intelligence, they obviously don't have overly complicated thoughts and schemes.

All their actions are still driven by instinct, they eat when they are hungry, sleep when they are sleepy, and run to the stream or lake to drink when they are thirsty. More often than not, they are like the rovers of the land, roaming freely, without any restraint and without any purpose.

Even if he and the three of Grim met head-on, they just looked at it curiously and left!