A month later.

After climbing over rugged hills and mountains, Grim's group of six finally arrived at the legendary Burning Plains.

As soon as I crossed a steep hill, the world in front of me changed abruptly.

The bright sun in the sky was obscured by a layer of gray mist, and only a faint round of dark red spots could be seen.

But what attracts more attention is not the skies and the ubiquitous heatwaves, but the topography and topography.

As far as the eye can see, there is no other color than the dark red earth and the crimson rocks. The once magnificent peaks, the continuous mountains have been distorted by a strange force, and have become burning places where life is almost extinct.

Cracks and pools of lava can be seen everywhere on the ground. The prolonged eruption of an underground volcano has caused lava of the rocks and permanently changed the topography and topography. The majestic volcanoes and broken mountains, as well as the jagged and sharp lava fields, make every outsider who visits here secretly sigh that the destructive and destructive power of nature is so powerful!

In the distance as far as the eye can see, a huge volcanic cone is still spewing thick black smoke and ash, and every once in a while, some violently burning lava will fly out of it, and then drag the tail of long black smoke, tumbling and falling to a random place.

At the foot of the volcano, a river of fiery red churning magma meanders and swells, and many strange elemental creatures can be seen frolicking along the way.

Grim withdrew his gaze from afar, and refocused his gaze on the ground beneath him.

The thick leather boots gently crushed the feet, and this place could no longer be called land, because not even a trace of wet dirt could be seen, all fragments of rock debris.

"Drop, the environmental detection data has been completed ......"

"The main components of the air are tested as follows: nitrogen 63%, oxygen 24%, carbon dioxide 12%, methane 0,8% ......"

"Air temperature: 46 degrees Celsius......"

"The air contains a large number of toxic and harmful substances, which can cause great harm to the human body......"

"The main body's physique fits into the environment here, the activity of cells in the body is improved, the sensitivity of the elements is improved, and the mental and physical recovery is slightly improved......"

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Silently examining the data from the chip, Grim couldn't help but sigh secretly. This is just the outer area of the burning plain, and the temperature is already as high as 46 degrees. If you advance to the middle of the Burning Plains, the temperature there will probably explode in minutes!

If you were an ordinary person, the environment here alone would be enough to kill you a hundred times. Not to mention going in to slay the dragon, I can't even see a dragon hair, and I'm going to die.

However, now Grim, who suddenly came to such a world, can feel the ease and indulgence that comes from the whole body. The scorching wind, the maddening heat, not only did not threaten him, but lifted his spirits, and the blood in his body began to slowly stir.

With a soft bang, the rock debris at Grim's feet rolled aside, and a small salamander more than half a meter long came out of it, stared at them blankly for a long time, and then fled into the distance on all fours in a panic.

"Let's go, this is still more than four hundred miles away from that fire dragon's lair, and we have to hurry up!" Grim quickly looked around, and was the first to take the lead towards the tall volcano in the distance.

Mary, Oliver, and Billis all wore thick black cloaks, covering all their physical features, and silently followed Grim into the distance.

Tigul, the goblin, was too short, his long burqa with a small half dragging behind him, and he walked with a loud noise. And the huge size of the dragon man Zacha could not be covered, so he simply threw off his cloak, wore a bright wind spirit armor, held the thunder spear in one hand and the frost hammer in the other, and followed at the end of the team step by step.

At this point, the set of the past that was invisible and invisible no longer works.

Anyway, with the strength of the squad, even if it was tough with that second-order fire dragon, it was not worth the other party, so everyone didn't bother to hide their bodies, but swaggered straight towards that magnificent and huge volcano.

After all, the meeting place they agreed with the old fox Wenliel was there!

Although the Burning Plains may look cool and barren on the outside, there are still many fire creatures and elemental creatures hidden everywhere.

As Grim and his party strode forward on the rustling sand, in the crevices of the dark red rock chips, in the shadows of the tall and broken lava boulders, and in the thick gray clouds of the dim sky, there were hot and greedy gazes projected, always hovering beside everyone and refusing to move away.

Instinctively, these xenomorph creatures could sense the cold and fierce aura on Grim's group, so they did not dare to attack rashly. But out of the instinct of bloodthirsty creatures, they are unwilling to give up these rare blood food in vain.

Therefore, invisibly, the Grim team was moving slowly, and on their periphery and around them, groups of fire creatures could already be seen.

Finally, after 30 miles deep into the Burning Plains, Grim and his party met the first batch of 'uneyed' guys who dared to block their way.

This is a patrol squad of ten Blackstone Clan orcs!

The Orcs of the Blackstone Clan, a small branch of the vast orc bloodline.

They are all muscular, muscular, and walk with a fierce and fierce look.

Since the Burning Plains are barely devoid of trees and output, these orcs are covered in special leather armor made of fur tanned from fire creatures. And their weapons are also varied, varied.

There are crude stone sticks, broken bone spurs from giant creatures, and, of course, exaggerated metal hammers or giant maces.

Each orc warrior was more than two meters in size, with a broad body and a round waist, and a body full of muscles as solid as iron. Huge fangs, a strange rune pattern painted with red paint on his face, and a huge nose ring that vibrated and cracked with a heavy wheezing breath.

With a thud, the orc slammed the heavy metal hammer in his hand in front of Grim and his party, blocking their way.

Its fierce pupils swept swiftly over the strange-looking team, and finally landed on the tall dragonman at the end of the group.

"Hey, big man, which adult are you serving, and why did you come to our land?"

The orc captain spoke a typical orc language, but of course it had some strange dragon pronunciations, so it sounded awkward. However, Grim and the others didn't care, but stared at the group of orcs with a cold gaze like a dead man through the shadow of the low hood.

The basic rank of these orcs is only at the quasi-witch level, but they all have the physical fitness of no less than a first-order refining wizard. Moreover, they live in the Burning Plains all year round, and the fire resistance spontaneously formed by their bodies is much stronger than that of creatures in other regions.

However, in front of the Grim team, their 'micro'nection' strength is really not worth mentioning!

"Who's up?" Grim smiled and asked in a private voice, looking at a group of little guys who were not at the same level as quasi-witches showing off their might in front of him.

Olivan didn't move.

Goblin Tigul grasped the crystal-shaped puppet amulet pinned to his chest, and was still hesitant to release the Goblin Ripper now. Before the dragonman Zacha could take a step forward, Mary was already smiling and making a move.

Red shadows flickered in the field.

Mary lifted her hood to reveal a flower-like face, and in her right hand she reached out of her robe grasped a large heart that was still steaming.

The orc captain's eyes widened, and he stared at the heart that was still beating slightly in his hand with a look of disbelief. After a long time, I remembered to look down at the huge hole in my chest that was still bubbling with a fountain of blood, which was already empty, and my heart was long gone.

That heart is its own......

Before the thought could finish in his mind, the orc captain roared, threw away his weapon, and his weak body slammed into the ground.

Mary lifted the orc heart, raised her neck, and took a sip as if she were drinking, and then took several sips in a row, and then threw the orc heart far away.

"These orcs stink of blood...... Damn it!" Mary's blood eyes flashed: "Billis, these guys are all handed over to you!"

Hearing this, Bilis, the insect witch covered in a black robe, took a step forward, and as soon as the wide sleeves of his robe were raised, a large group of black insect swarms out, and suddenly turned into ten black sharp arrows in mid-air, shooting at every orc present.

Seeing this, the orc warriors roared and raised their weapons, splitting the oncoming black arrows into pieces. However, the black powder suddenly dispersed, and once again turned into a mass of black insects and pounced on the orc's face and body.

Almost instantly, the nine orc warriors, along with the orc captain who had fallen to the ground, were completely overturned by a layer of wriggling black beetles.

The orc warriors threw down their weapons and slapped the bugs on their bodies with their huge fists and fan-like slaps. Many of the black beetles were beaten into a stinking blood sauce with a muffled bang, but many more burrowed into their bodies along the orc's eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, as well as some of the biting wounds.

In the terrible and painful howls and roars of the orc warriors, the impenetrable black swarm devoured them alive!

Although this scene has been seen many times, it is still difficult for everyone to fully adapt to it.

Killing is in the nature of wizards, and people are not averse. But making the killing battlefield so bloody and cruel is not acceptable to all wizards. Tigul, in particular, felt a stomach discomfort and frowned.

If it weren't for self-patience, I'm afraid it would have retched out!