In any world, the best regions can only be occupied by the strongest!

This law is universal.

After stepping on the lava-strewn mountain of Mount Angolo, the most Grim and his party encountered was a strange species, the Firebelly Ogre.

Seriously, this is a powerful monster with super high fire resistance and can play with extremely slippery fire spells. In addition to their swift fire-based spells, these fire-bellied ogres also have a burly body. When they picked up the lava staff and played melee combat, I was afraid that even those Blackstone Clan orcs would not be able to withstand such a violent attack.

Perhaps living in volcanic caves for many years, these fiery ogres are fat and strong, and the skin on the surface of their bodies is dark red, hard as the lava here. What's even more annoying is that they don't have a low IQ, even to the point where they can domesticate some lava dogs and lava behemoths as slaves.

Therefore, the first thing wizards need to face is the lava dogs barking in droves, and then the fire-bellied ogres who have cast 'berserk spells' and rushed up wielding thick lava staffs.

In the face of these guys, it would be too wasteful to use witchcraft, so it is naturally the goblin ripper controlled by Tigul at the top. The all-metal body made of Quilath magic alloy was unscathed even if it was hit head-on by a dozen fireballs.

The wildly spinning drill on the Goblin Ripper's left arm and the screeching metal chainsaw on his right arm were not something the Molten Dog's 'weak wind' body or the flesh and blood of the Fire-bellied Ogre could resist.

Tigur controls the Goblin Ripper, with a drill in his left hand and a chainsaw in his right hand, he dodges like a monkey through the enemy's encirclement, accompanied by a loud roar and a piercing cutting sound, killing them to the ground.

The Lava Dog's body, made of tiny pieces of lava rock, was swept through by a chainsaw, and it was cut in two. The scorching magma stored inside erupted, scorching the already scorched and shattered volcanic rock.

The hard skin of the Fire-bellied Ogre has at least a +2 defense level effect thanks to Grim's chip. This means that without a magic weapon with +3 sharpness or enchanted 'piercing' effect, it is impossible to damage these fire-bellied ogres in the slightest.

It's a pity, no matter how strong the defense is, it's afraid of kitchen knives!

If the kitchen knife doesn't work, add a sledgehammer!

The Goblin Ripper found it too hard to kill these ogres with a sharp weapon, and it would take two or three fingers to penetrate even the sharp metal drill in the chest. Therefore, Tigul changed his tactics, and after encountering the ogre, he no longer drilled the thorns, but rammed them.

Needless to say, the Goblin Ripper also has a magical power of up to 26 points, coupled with an extremely heavy metal body, and uses the weapon in his hand as a war hammer to slash it viciously. Even with the power of the fiery ogre, it can't bear it.

A hammer smashed into the head, capable of smashing the ogre's head directly into the chest.

So following the Goblin Ripper all the way, Grim and the others also saw what it means to be crazy and savage. A burning road stained red with blood and magma winds its way to the top of the mountain, and on both sides of the way, the tragic deaths of the fire-bellied ogres are also eye-catching.

With the Goblin Ripper in front and the Dragonman stabbing off, Grim's team successfully ascended halfway up the Angolo Volcano.

In a small lava cave here, Grim and the others found a relatively clean place to set up camp, silently waiting for the old fox Winlier to come and join him.

With Mary, the blood master, there is no worry that the other party can't find a place!

Xu killed too hard when he went up the mountain, and there was a wolf crying and howling above the Angolo volcano.

The angry fire-bellied ogres only dared to hide in the distance and roar loudly, but they did not dare to break into this molten cavern to fight them to the death. It wasn't until the middle of the night, when Xu was tired of scolding, that the fiery ogres angrily dispersed and ran back to their laden to sleep.

The night in the Burning Plains is actually much the same as the day.

Although the sky was a little dimmed, the sky here was still dark red and chaotic against the backdrop of the flames and magma that had burned half of the sky.

After arranging some vigilant witch arrays at the entrance of the cave, Grim and the others began to rest in the cave.

Although with their strength, even if they don't eat, drink, or sleep for a few days and nights, they can't be sleepy. But in this terrible environment full of dangers, it is best to keep yourself in the best shape at all times.

After fighting for most of the night, Tigul, who was harnessing the goblin ripper, was already tired.

It doesn't have the perverted mental power and physique of a wizard, and the consumption of his physical strength and spirit is also very huge to drive a second-order metal magic weapon with a first-order strength!

Putting the Goblin Ripper back into the puppet amulet, the goblin Tigul hastily ate something, then filled his stomach with water, and then rolled up his cloak and fell asleep.

Although the entrance to the cave was sealed with a flame barrier, the heat that was tumbling outside could not enter. But after all, they were in an unusually active volcano, and the sound of rumbling magma underground was incessant, and the mountain would tremble slightly every once in a while.

Being able to sleep smoothly in such an environment is enough to show how tired the goblin Tigul is today!

The work of the vigil was naturally handed over to the hard-working dragon man Zacha.

Grim leaned against a rock, silently closing his eyes.

Here, naturally, he was unable to meditate deeply, and could only rely on closing his eyes to relieve his nervousness.

In this dragon slaying expedition, he brought out almost all the elites of the family, although with such strength, he was very sure that he would successfully kill the second-order fire dragon. But...... Things are so unpredictable that the slightest mistake can lead to terrible situations.

And with the current situation of the Crimson family, it can't stand any mistakes.

Now, unlike the period when the Crimson family hid underground, the strong rise of Grim and the Crimson family has successfully attracted the attention of a large number of wizarding families. At this time, once the main force of the family suffered a major loss, those hungry wolves would naturally not let go of the opportunity of this best* Crimson family. And those enemies hidden in the shadows will swarm and use the flesh and blood of the crimson wizard to cultivate and grow their power.

As a result, Grim is now under far more pressure than ever before, and almost every step of the way requires careful consideration and a reasonable response plan for any situation that may arise.

Just as Grim's mind was fluctuating, there was a slight sound of wings flapping in the night wind outside the cavern.

Immediately after, the vigilant witch array placed at the entrance of the cave was touched!

A moment later, the old fox Winliel and the blood knight Thoros walked in from outside.

Zacha, the dragonman who had been standing quietly in the doorway, glanced at them with his sharp pupils, and leaned sideways to let them in.

It can be seen that the old fox Wenliel and Soros have not lived well in the Burning Plains these days. In addition to the fact that their spirits are a little compromised, even their bodies have some traces of anxiety that have not been eliminated.

With the powerful blood-sucking self-healing ability of the vampires, they have not been able to recover their injuries, which shows that the creatures here are indeed far more powerful than other regions.

"Go out and catch two ogres, come alive!" Grim commanded simply.

The dragonman answered the hum, picked up the hammer, grabbed the spear, and swooped out of the hole.

With the fiery belly ogre density of Angolo Volcano, you can catch one or two as long as you find a random igneous lava cave and rush into it. Therefore, a sudden burst of war cries and roars peculiar to ogres erupted not far away, and after a while, there was no sound.

At the mouth of the molten cavern, the light suddenly dimmed.

With a bloodied fire-bellied ogre in his hand, the dragonman Zacha strode into the cavern and slammed them in front of several vampires.

"Let's recover first!" said Grim lightly.

The two vampires hesitated, then swept their gaze to Mary, who was lying quietly on her side in the corner of the cavern. Under the faint nod of the other party's approval, he lay on the necks of the two fire-bellied ogres and devoured the spicy and piercing blood.

Truth be told, the blood of the fire-bellied ogre is not very tasty, and it is not on the list of daily food that vampires eat. The blood infused with too much fire elemental tasted fishy and bitter, far less sweet and mellow than the blood of the forest elves.

However, in such an environment, they have nothing to complain about, after all, recovery and survival are the most important things!

"You've been here for so long, have you gained any new information?" asked Grim softly.

As the leader of this trip, he had to be concerned about this kind of problem.

After all, the last time I got information was a month ago. During this period of time, Grim and the dragon slayer team have been hiding all the way, and they have also lost contact with Winriel and others, so they are worried about new variables.

"Don't worry, my lord, we have been wandering outside the dragon's lair all this time, and we have not seen it go out. In order not to have a gap, this time I came back to report the information, and I also arranged for a blood knight to keep an eye on it, and there would never be any mistakes. And according to the time, the fire dragon should have healed from the wounds sustained in the Stonetalon Mountains. However, these dragon lords have always been lazy and sleepy, and it is not surprising that they sleep for two or three months at a time......"

As if he knew what the head of the house cared about most, the old fox Winliel gave Grim a reassurance.

With the elite of the family running for a long time, it would be a joke if the fire dragon was not at home!

With the current situation of the Crimson family, it is easy for some unnecessary troubles to occur when the main force of the family has been absent for a long time. And in the case of unclear intelligence, Grim is bound to not be able to wait here with a group of elites. Therefore, Grim's mind was restless just now, and most of them were worried about such an unexpected situation.

Now, now that the dragon is at home, it's all easy!