Chapter 1204 Provoking a War

Although Greem helped the three swamp giants fight off the ogres as an ally.

But after all the Angrosh ogres disappeared, the attitude of the three swamp giants towards Grim was not friendly. In fact, if Greem hadn't revealed the strand of whip hair left by the Swamp Wise Man, the other party would have also planned to charge at him.

The swamp creature's straightforwardness and lack of adaptability can also be seen from this!

The leader of the three swamp giants approached Greem, sniffed the whip hair, and then said in a deep and deep voice: "This is the smell of the swamp wise man. It seems that you are indeed our ally. Tell me. , little man, how are you going to deal with these nasty ogres?"

"Of course an attack is an attack!" Greem's face was filled with a helpless smile: "These Angrosh ogres are helping the Demon Spore family to do evil. Of course, we will also teach them a lesson they will never forget. What else can we do than to end it? What makes them even more angry and miserable?"

"You plan to attack the Stonemaul camp directly? There are thousands of Angrosh ogres there." The moss-covered face of the swamp giant led by him showed a look of shock, but he soon became excited again: "You It's to our liking. Although the Swamp Wise Man is smart, it's too indecisive. In fact, we should have used our strength to drive out those guys who are causing trouble in the swamps. If you really want to attack the ogres, count me out! A swamp giant, Angol, is willing to follow in your footsteps!"

"Swamp Giant xxx is willing to follow in your footsteps"

"Swamp Giant xxx is willing to follow in your footsteps"

Greem did not expect that his brazen war speech would resonate so strongly with the other party, and the three swamp giants also volunteered to become his war allies.

Besides, the other party had already spoken to this extent, and Greem, who had originally intended to cause a disturbance in the swamp, accepted it without hesitation.

Greem and Remi led the three swamp giants in a different direction, crossing ponds and waterways, approaching the so-called Stonemaul Camp step by step. During this process, the swamp giant Angor kept making various low and melodious shouts.

As a result, swamp giants kept coming from the depths of the wetland all the way. When they arrived at the entrance of Stonemaul Camp, a team of twelve swamp giants had gathered behind Greem.

Among them, the most powerful one is Talut, a level 3 swamp giant, while the rest are young giants of level 1 and 2.

The team stopped not far from Shichui Camp and looked at the opposite side from a distance.

By human standards, this so-called Stonemaul Camp is simply not worthy of its name.

Not to mention the tall solid city wall, there is not even a simple wooden wall.

Wetlands and swamps contain nothing but mushrooms, and it is extremely difficult to find wood suitable for construction. Therefore, the Shichui Camp in front of us is nothing more than a piece of earthy highland surrounded by dotted ponds and waterways.

And what the ogres used to encircle the camp was nothing but simple stone pillars five meters high and half a meter thick. One pole was erected every ten meters without any blocking facilities in between. It was extremely crude.

As for the arrival of the Swamp Giant team, the ogres had already gotten wind of it. A large black mass of ogres stood on the high bank, forming thick human walls, preparing to resist the invasion of the swamp giants.

In fact, with the quantity and quality of the Ungorosh ogres, the moment they heard that the swamp giants were marching towards the Stonemaul camp, they exploded their nest and planned to rush out in a swarm to fight the giants. But when the ogre leaders learned that there was a terrifying high-level human wizard in the swamp giant team, they used their power to suppress the tribe's uprising and decided to place the battlefield on the edge of the camp.

However, from Greem's point of view, the concerns and worries of the ogre's top brass were purely unnecessary.

With such crude city defense facilities, there is almost no difference between defensive counterattacks or peripheral field operations. Rather than doing this, it is better to take the initiative. At least there will be more room for strategic activities!

Although there were quite a few swamp giants present, in terms of respect for Grim, it was the level 3 Tarut who showed the most obvious respect. As for the other swamp giants, they only chose to follow Greem out of politeness or blind obedience.

Without it, the understanding of power is just different!

The third-level swamp giant has initially touched the upper limit of power and realized the terrifying power of rules. Therefore, facing a level 4 wizard from an alien plane, they can figure out the opponent's strength through heart-to-heart comparison.

Ordinary giants, on the other hand, still have not gotten rid of the habits of lower creatures, and like to evaluate a creature's power level based on its size and muscle development.

"Lord Grim, how do you think this battle should be fought? Our side seems to be a little weaker." Talut was obviously a swamp giant who was good at thinking and learning. He crouched down and spoke with a huge, buzzing voice. Communicating with Greem.

But its companions didn't seem to agree with its point of view, and they began to make noises one after another, especially the first-level giants.

"Just fight casually, no need to be so serious!" After experiencing dozens of bloody and cruel plane wars, Grimm really looked down on the small scene in front of him. To be frank, this can't be called a war at all, it can only be defined as a fierce fight between two villages: "We are not alone. After the war, Moat and others will come to support us!"

"But" Tarut was obviously still a little worried.

"Why, are you afraid? If you swamp giants are afraid, stay behind, I will send my fire creatures to fight!" Grimm said coldly.

"Afraid? Lord Grimm, please take back your evaluation. We swamp giants will not be afraid even in the face of death. For us swamp giants, death means returning to the embrace of the swamp mother, and our souls are immortal." Obviously stimulated by Grimm's words, Tarut slapped his chest and looked like his reputation was insulted.

"Then show me your bravery as swamp giants and show me how powerful you are! Don't worry, I will send my flame army to help you." Grimm had long been dissatisfied with the procrastination of the swamp wise man.

Alice was anxiously waiting for the source water, and he didn't have much time and energy to delay in this alien world.

Therefore, compared with the maturity and repeated calculations of the swamp high-level, Grimm seemed to be much more aggressive and tough. Anyway, the wetland swamp is not his territory, and there will be others to take over even if it is broken into pieces. Therefore, deep in his heart, he has no scruples and ties, and he is ready to start a war immediately.

Grimm looked around at the opposite side, and the tall and burly bodies were crowded together. It was difficult to find the so-called 4th-level ogre chieftain Gorfis.

Therefore, Grimm gave up the search and started fighting with concentration.

Waving goodbye to Tarut, Grimm walked towards the battlefield step by step with the witch staff in his hand.

As he moved forward step by step, his body was also changing rapidly.

Flames gushed out of his skinny body, making his body swell and grow a little with every step he took. When he walked to a hundred meters in front of the Ango'losh Ogre camp, his whole body had grown into a terrifying fire giant with fierce flames all over his body.

When his half-meter-thick flaming giant leg stomped on a high ground on the mud bank, the invisible flame force field and terrifying high temperature began to spread in all directions.

The originally wet and muddy earth bank immediately became dry and hard, and the mosses, lichens and colorful mushrooms growing on it began to crack and burn rapidly under the high temperature. Even the ponds and swamps surrounding the mud bank were bubbling with hot steam, and the turbid and filthy mud water inside began to boil!

Both sides of the war looked at this terrifying fire giant who suddenly appeared with horror, feeling the soul-stirring and terrifying flame fluctuations in his body. Everyone's heart couldn't help but pounding, and for the first time they directly felt the horror of a human high-level wizard!

"Flame Scythe, the contract begins to appear at the Flame Gate!"

As the short and low syllables of the spell echoed on the battlefield, a strange gate drawn purely by flames slowly emerged in front of the Flame Giant. Then, as the witch staff in the Flame Giant's hand and the Flame Gate established a fire path connection, surging and surging flame energy continued to pour into it.

The Flame Gate tore through the space and summoned a large number of flame legions from the distant Fire Elemental Plane.

The Flame Gate opened, and countless flame creatures poured out from it, including low-level flame creatures of the first level such as Fire Spirit, Flame Spirit, Fire Giant, Flame Dog, and Fire Bat, as well as mid-level flame creatures of the second level such as Burning Flame Spirit, Flame Giant, Molten Core Giant, and Flame Spirit.

Of course, in the dense and surging team of flame creatures, Grimm also saw high-level flame creatures of the third level such as Phoenix, Balrog, and Flame Lord.

At the same time, a deep and low voice suddenly sounded in Grimm's mind.

"The quality of the flame energy you sacrificed is very good. For the sake of equal exchange, I can lend you my flame army for a while. Remember, I don't care if all the low- and medium-level flame creatures are killed, but if one of these flame lords is lost, you must compensate them with 100 units of flame energy. Are you willing?"

Grimm's heart moved.

He could sense that the one who was in contact with his soul was at least a 5th-level flame lord. In fact, at their level, they can already be called the flame king.

Since the other party was willing to take the initiative to express goodwill to him, Grimm naturally had to give something in return.

The two behind-the-scenes messengers had a simple communication through the flame gate, exchanged flame marks with each other, and then disconnected.

And at the moment when Grimm was distracted and communicating with the other party, on the battlefield, the surging flame creatures had already fought with the Ango'losh ogres who were guarding tightly!