Puff!
Puff!
Puff!
With a sweep of the green longsword, the cavalrymen, men, and even their horses were all sliced into two halves.
The leather armor on their bodies did not protect them at all. Under the green sword, they were cut in half like rotten wood.
Puff!
Puff!
Puff!
The fiery-red long saber was swung, and the cavalrymen were cut into halves one after another. Their leather armors were like paper.
In the chaotic battle, the real focus was not on the battle between Gray and the rest. It was on the battle between Viscount Fergus and Waters.
The two of them were rampaging in the chaotic battle. Other than the two of them, no one else was a match for them.
No one dared to get close to them. Anyone who tried to attack them was easily killed with a sword or a sword. The place where the two of them were fighting even became a vacuum.
As long as the two of them appeared, both sides would immediately give up fighting and hide. The two of them were like meat grinders on the battlefield. Wherever they moved, there would be a vacuum.
The two of them exchanged blows repeatedly and were basically evenly matched. So far, neither of them had gained the upper hand.
"Huff!"
Suddenly, Waters, who was in the middle of the battle, shouted. He took a deep breath and exhaled.
Huff!
A shocking scene appeared. What he exhaled from his mouth was not gas, but a ball of orange flame.
The orange flame was the size of a basketball. The flame twisted and jumped on top of the ball. It made people's eyelids twitch.
Everyone knew the temperature of the flame. Even the Blood Warrior's strong body would not dare to take the flame head-on. Moreover, this ball of flame was obviously not an ordinary flame.
As the flame was spat out, it was aimed at Viscount Fergus. For the first time, Viscount Fergus's face looked serious. He urged the Crimson Blood Horse to dodge to the side.
Sizzle!
The flame brushed past the Crimson Blood Horse. Even if it was not hit, the red hair on the Crimson Blood Horse curled up and turned grey. It was burned by the high temperature.
Rumble!
Viscount Fergus was able to use the speed of his Crimson Blood Horse to dodge, but the other cavalrymen couldn't do the same. Five cavalrymen who were right behind Viscount Fergus, three from the Fergus family, and two from the Oliver family, suffered.
The flames hit one of the cavalrymen and exploded, turning into countless sparks of different sizes that sputtered in all directions.
The cavalryman who bore the brunt of the attack was immediately blasted into a bloody mess. Half of his body was gone.
As for the other four cavalrymen, because they were too close, they were hit by a large amount of sparks. Their bodies were immediately charred black, and they all fell to the ground. Bursts of meat fragrance wafted out, and it seemed that they would not survive.
It wasn't just the five of them. The other cavalrymen around them were also more or less burned. Even their leather armor couldn't withstand the power of the sputtering sparks.
"Hah!"
Riding a horse to avoid Waters' flame attack, Viscount Fergus was not to be outdone. He roared and spat.
A green wind blade about a metre long appeared. It was like a green blade, and slashed diagonally towards Waters.
Although it wasn't as hot as the flames that Waters spat out, it had a terrifying aura. Furthermore, it was faster than the flames that Waters spat out.
Seeing the green wind blade coming towards him, Waters' expression changed greatly. He didn't hesitate to steer his horse to the side to dodge.
However, the wind blade was simply too fast. It was faster than the flames. Although he was already dodging, he still couldn't completely avoid it.
The wind blade slashed across the black warhorse's buttocks, splitting the black warhorse into two halves.
Not only that, but the wind blade didn't disappear. It slashed behind Waters, splitting two cavalrymen who couldn't dodge in time into two before completely dissipating.
"Retreat, retreat …"
The Blood Warriors from the Fergus family and the Oliver family all shouted to their own cavalrymen.
The power of the two's exchange was simply too strong. If one wasn't careful, they would be caught in the crossfire. It was the kind that couldn't differentiate between friend and foe.
"So strong …"
Gray, who was under the protection of a group of nobles, watched this scene in astonishment.
Although this wasn't the first time he'd seen it, he still couldn't help but be amazed. The power of the two's attacks was comparable to cannonballs. The two of them were practically mobile turrets.
Moreover, this mobile turret could be said to be extremely mobile. It could go anywhere and was also extremely hidden. It didn't need to bring anything, just one person.
If this had been in his previous life, few people would have been able to block such an assassination. Who would have thought that an empty-handed person could be a mobile turret?
With his warhorse dead, Waters fell from it rather pathetically. He rolled a few times on the ground before getting up.
"Emerson …"
He roared at Viscount Fergus with his sword in hand. His eyes were about to spit fire.
He was angry at his own sorry state, and also at the black warhorse that had been slain.
He'd spent a total of five thousand gold coins to purchase this warhorse, which was as fast as a murderous grade blood fiend. This was half a year's income in his territory. Now that it was gone, one could imagine his heartache.
Thump, thump, thump!
He stomped on the ground, leaving footprints on the ground as he charged towards Viscount Fergus, who was riding on the blood-red warhorse.
"Hmph —"
Viscount Fergus snorted coldly. He squeezed the belly of his Crimson Blood Horse and charged towards Waters instead of retreating.
Whoosh!
As he charged forward, Waters slashed with his sword.
Since his warhorse had been killed, Waters obviously hated Viscount Fergus's Crimson Blood Horse. He actually aimed his sword at the Crimson Blood Horse that Viscount Fergus was riding.
Whoosh!
Viscount Fergus was already prepared. He sat on the Crimson Blood Horse and looked down from above. He swung his sword vertically to meet Waters' attack.
Clang!
The sword and the sword collided, producing a violent sound. Then, a figure was pushed back a few meters before he could stabilize himself. This person was Waters.
Waters' attack came entirely from his own strength, but Viscount Fergus' attack contained the impact of the Crimson Blood Horse's gallop. Naturally, it was more powerful.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Viscount Fergus immediately followed up after gaining the upper hand in one strike, launching an endless barrage of attacks at Waters.
With the Crimson Blood Horse's speed, he could either go around the back or to the side. Every time, Waters would be in a difficult situation.
Whoosh!
One time, Waters was unable to dodge in time. He was hit in the chest and was sent flying.
Fortunately, Waters was wearing a metal armor that was infused with magical metal. He took the hit head-on. Of course, his whole body was sent flying more than 30 meters away.
Bang!
He fell to the ground, his chest aching. Waters turned over and got up. His eyes were red because of anger.
When he saw Viscount Fergus approaching him again, his eyes were filled with hatred.
"Argh!"
He took another deep breath and then exhaled with a puff.
Another ball of orange flame the size of a basketball appeared and headed towards Viscount Fergus.
He cultivated the blood technique [Fire Lizard], imitating a type of lizard that could breathe fire. The orange flames were the ability he obtained after becoming a Ferocious Blood Warrior — Orange Fire.
However, this kind of ability was not something that could be casually used. This kind of ability was more like a killing move.
It was powerful, but it also consumed a lot of Blood Power. Even with the Ferocious Blood Warrior's Blood Power, he could only use it two or three times.
Similarly, Viscount Fergus' "Wind Blade" was also an existence like this.
"Argh!"
Viscount Fergus was clearly prepared for this situation. He also roared and a green wind blade was spat out. It collided with the orange-yellow flame.
Boom!
The flame and wind blade collided between Waters and Viscount Fergus, causing a terrifying explosion.
The green Wind Blade shattered like green glass, and the orange flames were like exploding meteorites, sputtering in all directions. The power was more than twice as strong as the flames and Wind Blade before.
Viscount Fergus had already urged the Crimson Blood Horse to gallop back as soon as he spat out the wind blades. Waters also hastily retreated when he saw Viscount Fergus spit out the wind blades. It was obvious that the two of them had expected the power of the explosion to be extraordinary.
However, Waters' speed couldn't be compared to the Crimson Blood Horse. He was much closer to the center of the explosion than Viscount Fergus, who was riding a Thorn Blood Horse.
Bang bang bang!
Wind blades and flame fragments rammed into his body. He subconsciously used his hands to protect his face outside of the armor, but his hands were riddled with wounds.
There were scratches from the wind blade and burn marks from the flame. Blood flowed, and scorch marks were everywhere. Due to the pain, he did not even know where his sword was.
On the other side, Viscount Fergus was not as badly injured as Waters, but he was still affected. The Red Blood Horse had some scratches and burns.
"Argh … Argh …"
Viscount Fergus tried to control the Red Blood Horse, which was panicking due to its injuries. He rode forward and rushed towards Waters.
When Waters struggled to stand up, he found that a sword was placed on his neck.