After parting ways with Viscount Fergus, Gray returned to his bedroom.
He waved the maid Barbara away, closed the door, and took out the two small bronze bottles from the compartment of the coffee table.
Shaking the small bronze bottle with the concentrated potion written on it and confirming that the concentrated potion was still there, Gray put the potion back into the compartment and looked at the other small bronze bottle.
The small bottle naturally contained the Shadow Snake's blood. It had been half a year since he last consumed Hanhu's blood, and in the process, his strength had increased from a middle-rank Blood Warrior to an upper-rank Blood Warrior. He estimated that his current physical fitness should be able to withstand the transformation.
Unscrewing the stopper of the small bronze bottle, a strong smell of blood entered Gray's nose. He held his breath, held the small bronze bottle, and poured it into his mouth.
Gulp, gulp!
There was not much in the small bronze bottle, and he had already swallowed the Shadow Snake's blood into his stomach in a few gulps.
Whoosh!
As if he had just swallowed boiling water, a scalding heat appeared in Gray's stomach and wantonly churned.
Then, it began to spread to other parts of his body.
The heat spread very quickly, and in a short while, every organ, every muscle tissue, and even the most microscopic cells of his body were filled with this heat.
It was as if he was in a sauna, or as if he was being roasted on a fire. Large beads of sweat slid down his forehead.
He did not look at the mirror, but he could guess that he was probably drunk now, his face flushed red.
As sweat dripped from his forehead and from his temples, the clothes on his body gradually became wet.
He lost his sense of time for a while, and he could not tell how long it had been. The heat on his body gradually subsided, and finally disappeared without a trace.
"Phew —"
Gray panted heavily, as if he had just finished running several marathons. He felt extremely tired all over.
After a while, after he had recovered a little, he stood up from the chair.
"After the transformation, although I still feel very tired, it is obviously not as strong as the last time I consumed Hanhu's blood."
"Sure enough, my previous conjecture was right. If I don't want to cause damage to my body due to the metamorphosis, I either need to wait for a longer period of time or have an extremely strong physique."
"Although I'm not sure which of the two conditions is affecting it, as long as my strength increases by one level, it shouldn't cause any harm to my body."
With heavy steps, he left the bedroom and went to the bathroom. After taking another shower, Gray returned to the bedroom and fell asleep on the bed.
In order to recover from extreme fatigue, the fastest way would be to consume a healing potion or something similar.
One had to know that in the last viscount battle, the Rychens family had been severely injured on the first day, but they had fully recovered on the second day. This showed how powerful this healing potion was.
Gray naturally didn't have any healing potions, so he could only use deep sleep to speed up his recovery.
At noon, Gray was woken up by the maid Barbara for lunch. In the afternoon, he went to the south of the castle where he usually trained.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The power of blood flowed into his legs, and his figure moved back and forth in the open space. After a while, he stopped.
"As expected, my speed didn't increase!"
From the last battle between Viscount Fergus and the shadow snake, it wasn't hard to guess that the shadow snake's speed was inferior to the wind wolf's. The result was as expected, his speed didn't increase.
Of course, he didn't slow down because of this. Fortunately, this was the case. Otherwise, he would be crying.
This once again proved that this metamorphosis didn't absorb all the characteristics of the corresponding blood fiends. At least, the characteristics that were inferior to the original body weren't absorbed.
"What about strength?"
The power of blood flowed into his hands, and Gray's hands visibly swelled. His originally strong arms became slightly sturdy.
Whoosh —
Then, he suddenly squatted down and clenched his fists. Like a pile driver, he smashed them into the stone floor.
Boom!
With a loud sound, the stone floor that Gray's fist had smashed into pieces.
Under the powerful impact of the fist hitting the ground, all the fragments shot out in all directions like bullets. Not only that, but the stone tiles adjacent to this one, and even the nearby ones, were all smashed into pieces.
The surrounding ground was filled with fragments of stone tiles, and the soil that had sputtered out after the stone tiles were shattered. It was as if a pile driver had really hit the ground.
"Uh, I shouldn't use this method in the future!"
Seeing this scene of destruction, Gray had an embarrassed look on his face as he muttered to himself.
As his strength increased, his destructive power also increased. With a punch, it wasn't as simple as changing a stone tile. If he wanted to change it, he would have to change a large piece of stone.
With his current position in the castle, the butler and servants definitely wouldn't dare to say anything. They would only obediently fill in the holes that appeared on the ground and find new stone tiles to replace them. However, he himself was rather embarrassed. After all, this was increasing the workload of others, and by a large margin.
Standing up and shaking off the debris and soil on his body, he frowned slightly.
"Whether my strength has increased or not, I can't feel it …"
In terms of speed, he could intuitively feel it through the speed of movement, but in terms of strength, it was very difficult to intuitively feel it through this method.
It would be great if there was a punching machine like the one in his previous life that could test one's fist strength. Unfortunately, there wasn't one in this world.
No, perhaps there was one, but Gray didn't know about it.
This world had some strange powers that didn't exist in his previous life. In some aspects, the degree of development was not inferior to his previous life, and even surpassed it.
For example, Viscount Fergus's magic sword could cut through steel as easily as wood. This kind of craftsmanship was definitely not possible in his previous life.
"Although I've seen the two types of blood fiends, Hanhu and Shadow Snake, and I've also seen their battle with Viscount Fergus, I really can't tell which type of blood fiend is stronger."
Shaking his head, Gray didn't want to delve into this question. He looked at his fist, and a trace of joy appeared on his face.
"I don't know if I've absorbed the Shadow Snake's strength, but I've definitely absorbed the Shadow Snake's defense!"
Based on his previous observation of the Shadow Snake, he discovered that it had a stronger defense.
The magic sword in Viscount Fergus's hands had the ability to increase its sharpness. Even so, it took many slashes on the Shadow Snake's body before it was completely killed. From this, it wasn't hard to see that the Shadow Snake had a stronger defense.
Although this kind of defense couldn't be compared to blood fiends like the iron-plated rhinoceros, it definitely surpassed the Wind Wolf and Hanhu.
In the past, his fist wouldn't break the skin, but it would hurt and swell. This time, however, he didn't feel any pain at all. Without a doubt, his defense had greatly increased.
"Putting my strength aside, my defense has definitely increased. This means that the current me has the speed of the Wind Wolf, the strength of the Hanhu, and the defense of the Shadow Snake."
"Gathering the powerful characteristics of three types of blood fiends into one body, the current me should be able to defeat the disciples of the top aristocratic families who practice special blood techniques, right?"
The special blood techniques mastered by the top aristocratic families would generally surpass ordinary blood techniques in terms of strength, speed, and defense. This was also the reason why the people of the top aristocratic families were stronger than those of ordinary families at the same level.