Grasp of the Earth: They will create a hand made of earth out of thin air and stretch out from the ground to entangle the target.

Rubble: They can cause a patch of ground to break up into difficult terrain to delay attackers.

Valk's face looked completely ugly.

If the mountain giants are difficult enough to deal with, then their servants, the Gray Stones, are even more disgusting.

The mountain giants still have weaknesses. Using their intellectual weakness and low organization like primitive tribes, Osfir still has a way. But the Gray Stones are disgusting. They are some elemental creatures with strong concealment.

The military interference is also greater.

"No wonder Molten Hammer City can't do anything with these guys."

Not only do the dwarves have a huge physical disadvantage compared to the mountain giants, they cannot withstand this loss.

"Just like this, you must be surrounded and suppressed." Valk whispered to himself softly, with a firm tone.

Then, he shouted out: "Send my order and call the staff and generals to come over."

"Yes!" A voice responded from outside the door.

Valk drank the tea on the table in one gulp and let himself relax.

Osfir must win, but not at the expense of huge casualties.

He closed his eyes and reviewed the contents of the report in his mind. Suddenly, a light flashed through his mind.
Chapter completed!