"Die!"
Oliver could already imagine the scene of Gray being cleaved in half by his blade.
Poof!
However, all of a sudden, his pupils constricted and his expression stiffened.
With a sharp sound, the power of the long sword that had transformed into a "spear" was beyond his imagination. It pierced through his chest, not only penetrating his skin and muscles, but also his heart.
Fresh blood spurted out from his chest and his strength quickly disappeared. His body became unstable, and the blade in his hand deviated as it fell rapidly.
Poof!
In the end, the long saber slashed the ground only a few centimeters away from Gray, leaving a huge crack that was several meters long on the ground.
Then, he fell straight to the ground with a loud crash.
The moment he fell, his eyes were filled with doubt, astonishment, unwillingness, and intense hatred …
If he could still speak, he would probably ask Gray why the "spear" was so powerful.
However, he would never have the chance to speak.
"Huff, huff!"
Gray, who had been shaken by the impact of the long blade, staggered backward and sat on the ground, panting heavily.
Just a little bit more, just a little bit more, and he would have been cleaved in half by Oliver's blade.
Although he was wearing an iron rhino inner armor that even the Ferocious Blood Warriors' blood fiends could hardly damage, it was only a vest and could only protect his torso.
His four limbs and head were exposed. If he had been cleaved, he would have been cleaved in half.
Especially his head. If he had been cleaved, he would have died without a doubt.
"It's said that counterattacks before death are the most dangerous. It really is so!"
Looking at Oliver's stiff body and the large pool of blood beneath him, Gray's eyes carried a trace of lingering fear.
Knowing that he was going to die today, Oliver's fighting style became extremely berserk. Even if both sides were to suffer, he would not let his opponent have an easy time.
When they saw him walk out of the passage and guessed that Kepper and the other two had died at his hands, this madness was completely ignited.
With a sudden outburst, he took on Viscount Fergus's Wind Blade attack head-on, as well as the attacks of the other high-ranking HP Warriors. He charged towards Gray without caring about the serious injuries he sustained.
Under the other party's madness, even the net formed by Viscount Fergus and the four high-ranking Blood Warriors was temporarily torn apart, allowing the other party to rush in front of him.
Fortunately, he managed to turn the situation around and save himself by using his sword as a "spear" and using Hanhu's special power.
Under normal circumstances, the longsword thrown by a high-rank Blood Warrior who had practiced the Blood Technique "Wind Wolf" would not have enough strength to pierce through Viscount Oliver's heart.
However, he had the special characteristics of Hanhu's power. After being amplified by the power of blood, he was already extremely close to a Ferocious Blood Warrior, which was why he was able to pierce through Viscount Oliver's heart.
In the end, he was saved by his own metamorphosis ability. If he had not been able to consume blood to obtain the metamorphosis ability of other blood fiends, even if he did not die, he would definitely be severely injured. He might even become disabled.
"Gray, are you alright?"
Viscount Fergus asked as he helped Gray up.
"I'm fine."
Using his uninjured left hand to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, Gray shook his head.
Although it had been a close call, he had miraculously not been injured. The only injury on his body had been from the orange flames at the beginning.
"There are some burns, but fortunately they are not serious. Apply some Green Jade Hemostatic Ointment and you should be able to recover in a few days."
Viscount Fergus looked at Gray's right hand and heaved a sigh of relief after carefully inspecting it.
"Mm, I understand!"
Gray nodded, his gaze once again looking at Viscount Oliver's corpse.
All of the Oliver Family's direct descendants, including Viscount Oliver, had been killed. At this point, the Oliver Family could be considered to have been completely destroyed!
And the enmity of being assassinated by the Oliver Family could be considered to have been completely avenged!
"Lord Viscount, we've found a secret room of the Oliver Family!"
At this moment, a soldier walked over and reported to Viscount Fergus.
"Lead the way!"
Viscount Fergus nodded and followed the soldier along with Gray and the four high-ranked blood warriors.
In the passageways of the castle, they turned left and right before finally arriving at a seemingly ordinary room. However, behind the wardrobe in this ordinary room were two metal doors.
The doors were made of thick and heavy metal, with a thick lock in the middle. On the thick lock was a lock the size of an adult's fist, tightly locking the metal doors.
Ding ding ding!
Numerous soldiers wielded weapons and took turns hacking at this huge lock, but they only left a shallow scratch on the lock. Evidently, the metal used to make this lock was not ordinary steel.
"Let me do it!"
Viscount Fergus spoke, and the soldiers hurriedly moved aside.
Viscount Fergus pulled out the magic sword at his waist. The green blade of the sword was clearly visible, and the green on the surface of the longsword became even denser. It was hazy and hazy, as if there was a green gauze covering it.
This was clearly the activation of the magic sword's "sharpness" characteristic.
Clang!
Viscount Fergus slashed at the lock. Sparks flew in all directions at the location of the lock's ring, and a shallow crack appeared.
Under normal circumstances, with Viscount Fergus's current strength and the activation of the sword's sharpness characteristic, even if it was a steel bar as thick as an adult's thumb, he would definitely be able to break it with one slash. However, only a shallow crack had appeared, which showed the sturdiness of the metal used to make this lock.
Clang, clang, clang!
Viscount Fergus slashed out with the longsword in his hand, each slash hitting the same spot on his hand, displaying extremely high control.
Crack!
Finally, after a few dozen slashes, the metal lock broke with a crack and fell to the ground.
Creak!
The thick metal door was pushed open by Viscount Fergus, and a flight of stairs that extended downwards appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Viscount Fergus glanced inside, and then found the switch for the rune lamp by the right wall. A trace of blood power poured into the rune to activate it, and light gradually appeared at the bottom of the stairs.
"All of you, guard here. Without my orders, no one is allowed to enter!"
Viscount Fergus first looked at the others, and then he looked at Gray and said.
"Gray, come down with me. Be careful. With the Oliver family's background, they should not have the ability to create rune mechanisms, but it's better to be careful."
After saying this, Viscount Fergus walked through the door, stepped on the stairs, and walked down. Gray's eyes were filled with eagerness, and he hurriedly followed.