Entering the disaster area, Gray saw an extremely wide area where no living people could be seen.
There were dead cities one after another, ruins after ruins, piles of bones, and a strong stench.
During the day, all kinds of scavengers shuttled back and forth, treating this place as their paradise.
At night, ghosts wandered in the dead cities, letting out horrifying screams.
There was not a single living person in sight. This was a forbidden area for humans!
The remaining journey was not far. Gray put away the wild bear and controlled Stanley Grinton again, hurrying on foot.
Screech —
A shrill scream came from the sky. Gray looked up and saw a giant bird with a wingspan of seven or eight meters, covered in flame-like feathers, flying across the sky.
This was a blood fiend that came with the beast tide but did not return to the Icefield in the end.
The other party seemed to have noticed Gray and turned back. It quickly lowered its altitude and stretched out its sharp claws, which were as sharp as magical weapons, to grab Gray.
This was the Flamingo, a barbaric-level blood fiend with the ability to control fire.
Gray did not dodge. Near him, a large amount of black metal powder floated up and turned into sharp blades one after another. Lightning flashed on the sharp blades, like tens of thousands of arrows being shot at the same time, attacking the flamingo.
Screech —
Flamingo let out a mournful shriek, its body quickly dodged and spat out a long tongue of flame, burning the lightning blade that was coming towards it.
Some of the lightning blades were melted into liquid metal, but compared to the huge number of lightning blades, it was insignificant.
Puff, puff, puff!
One after another, the lightning blades pierced through the Flamingo's body. There was no blood spilling out, only charred wounds. Finally, the Flamingo's body was charred black, and it fell straight to the ground.
After passing the Flamingo, Gray continued to move forward. This was the thirteenth blood fiend he had encountered.
Although the king-level powerhouses of the Scarlet King had repelled the beast tide and even driven it back to the endless Icefield, there were still many blood fiends lingering on this land.
This land was now very dangerous. If one did not have the strength of a desolate-level powerhouse, it was almost impossible to move forward.
In the evening, Gray pitched a tent on a wasteland and lit a bonfire.
There were still two days before the rendezvous. Gray was not in a hurry to meet up with them, so he slowed down and did not rush at night.
A beast leg that weighed more than 50 kilograms was skinned, washed, and roasted over the bonfire. Golden oil dripped down, and a rich aroma wafted out.
This was the right foreleg of an unnamed blood fiend he had killed along the way.
As his strength increased, his appetite also increased. Although the situation of the other Blood Warriors was similar to him, the increase in his appetite was obviously more terrifying.
Now, he was eating blood fiends' flesh for almost every meal. This wasn't because his strength had increased or because he wanted to improve his quality of life, but because he was forced to.
As his strength increased, the amount of meat he ate for each meal also increased. In the end, he had to eat dozens of kilograms of livestock meat for one meal.
Eating dozens of kilograms of meat for one meal was not the most important thing. The most important thing was that it was extremely time-consuming. He had to spend a lot of time eating every day.
Therefore, he had been eating the flesh of blood fiends for every meal. Moreover, it was usually the flesh of barbarian or desolate-level blood fiends. Only the flesh of barbarian or desolate-level blood fiends, which had extremely nourishing properties, could satisfy his daily consumption without consuming too much of it.
Sitting next to the bonfire, Gray cut a large piece of meat and ate heartily.
Crack!
In the forest not far away, the sound of trees shaking violently could be heard. It was even accompanied by the sound of trees collapsing. Obviously, a big guy was coming this way.
Before Gray could move, Stanley Grinton, who had been ordered by Gray to be on guard, had already dashed into the forest.
Pop!
The sound of flesh being cut rang out. The forest regained its tranquility. Many trees had collapsed due to the commotion caused by the fight just now.
Stanley Grinton returned with his broken saber back in its sheath. He once again stood not far away from the tent, loyally guarding Gray's safety.
Gray did not intend to see what kind of blood fiend it was and continued eating.
Crack!
However, not long after, a huge commotion could be heard not far away from the previous location.
Swish!
Stanley Grinton dashed out again and scuttled into the forest. In an instant, the commotion in the forest disappeared again. Stanley Grinton had returned once more.
"I actually encountered two blood fiends in such a short period of time. Could they have been attracted by the smell of roasted meat?"
Gray had some doubts in his heart. He planned to check out what kind of blood fiends had attacked him after finishing his meal.
Crack!
Just as he was thinking about this, the sound of trees collapsing could be heard from the forest again.
Pop, pop!
Stanley Grinton dashed into the forest with his saber. This time, he was unable to finish off his opponent immediately. After exchanging blows for a short while, he finally finished off his opponent completely.
"Something's not right!"
Gray swallowed the remaining roasted meat in one gulp and stood up. The blood fiends attacking tonight were not normal. According to common sense, it should not be so frequent.
He walked to the last location where he had heard the commotion and saw the blood fiend that Stanley Grinton had spent a lot of effort to kill.
It was a huge Blood Fiend with golden skin. On its head, there were two curved blade-like horns, one long and the other short.
"It's actually a Golden Rhinoceros. No wonder Stanley Grinton had to spend a lot of effort to kill it!"
Gray's face showed a hint of understanding. The Golden Rhinoceros was a desolate-level blood fiend. Moreover, among desolate-level blood fiends, it was known for its defense. Its physical defense was enough to make it difficult for a Level One desolate-level powerhouse to injure it.
With such a strong physical body, it was no wonder that Stanley Grinton had to spend a lot of effort to kill it.
Green looked at the wounds on the Golden Rhinoceros.
There were several deep wounds on the Golden Rhinoceros' body. Each wound was so deep that the bones could be seen. Stanley Grinton's destructive power as a Level Three desolate-level powerhouse was unmistakable.
The most serious wound had almost split the rhinoceros' head in half. This wound should be the reason why the Golden Rhinoceros was completely killed.
"It's barely bleeding?"
Gray looked around the Golden Rhinoceros with a puzzled expression.
With such a huge wound, the Golden Rhinoceros should have lost a lot of blood. However, on the contrary, there was almost no blood flowing from the Golden Rhinoceros' body.
"Could it be?"
Gray narrowed his eyes and thought of a possibility.
Crack, crack!
At this moment, the sound of trees being brutally broken was heard. From two different directions, two more blood fiends rushed over. Soon, the figures of the two blood fiends appeared.
With the help of the moonlight, Gray saw that one of the blood fiends was six meters long. Its body was covered with golden red fur and it looked like a huge lion. This was a desolate-level blood fiend, the Blazing Lion.
It was a type of blood fiend that could cover its entire body. It could be used as both an offensive and defensive weapon.
The other blood fiend looked like a lizard. If its tail was included, it was nine meters long. Its surface was covered with green scales that looked like they were polished from jade.
This was a desolate-level blood fiend, the Jade Dragon. Gray's reverse nurturing ability was obtained from this type of blood fiend.
"As expected!"
Seeing the two blood fiends, Gray murmured. His eyes were burning with passion.
He had night vision. The reason why he had to use the moonlight to see the two blood fiends clearly was that the temperature of the two blood fiends was almost the same as the temperature of the surrounding environment. In other words, these two blood fiends were already corpses.
"Could it be that the one controlling them is an Umbra Ape?"
Gray's eyes were filled with anticipation.
The Umbra Ape was a desolate-level blood fiend with the cadaveric hair ape bloodline. Just like Gray's cadaveric hair ape bloodline, the Umbra Ape bloodline also had the ability to control corpses. What's more, the level and number of corpses it could control were higher.
So far, Gray had encountered three desolate-level blood fiends. If the first two were also desolate-level blood fiends, then the one controlling the corpses must be a desolate-level blood fiend, the Umbra Ape.
Needless to say, its ability to control corpses was powerful. Stanley Grinton, who was currently pouncing on one of the desolate-level blood fiends, was the best proof.
Although the cadaveric hair ape bloodline was only a berserk-level bloodline, after Gray obtained the corpse of a King-level warrior, he was able to unleash a terrifying Level 3 desolate-level combat strength.
If the one controlling these blood fiends was a desolate-level blood fiend, Gray could kill it and obtain its blood. The number of King-level corpses he could control would increase to four if he could obtain its blood.
Four King-level corpses, even if they were not corpses of the physical type, would be enough for Gray to defeat anyone at the desolate-level. He could even put up a fight against a King-level fighter. Of course, the most likely outcome would be defeat.
Pfft!
Under Gray's command, Stanley Grinton swung his saber at the Jade Dragon's head. With one slash, the Jade Dragon's brain juice spurted out and it became completely stiff.
On the other side, Gray attacked the Flaming Lion. A long river of black fog appeared, and large patches of trees disappeared. The Flaming Lion was also enveloped in the fog.
The Flaming Lion's fur quickly disappeared, and it struggled violently in the black fog.
Unfortunately, after losing its blood fiend ability, its combat strength was not even comparable to that of an ordinary desolate-level blood fiend. Naturally, it could not break free from Gray's black fog, which had reached Level 2 desolate-level power.
Under the black fog, the Flaming Lion's flesh and blood melted away. Eventually, its skull was exposed, and its body completely lost its ability to move.
With Stanley Grinton in tow, Gray headed in the direction of the two desolate-level blood fiends.
After walking for a few hundred meters, he suddenly heard a huge commotion in front of him. It was as if thousands of soldiers and horses were rushing toward him.
He stopped in his tracks and looked forward. Immediately, he saw hundreds of Blood Fiends rushing over in a grandiose manner.
There were desolate-level blood fiends, barbaric-level blood fiends, and even maniacal-level blood fiends.
Among these blood fiends, there was an eight-meter long ape-type blood fiend covered in white fur. It was like a bonfire in the night, and Gray could see it clearly.
This was because only this blood fiend's temperature was different from the surrounding environment. It was truly alive. Judging from its size and the number of blood fiends it controlled, it was definitely a desolate-level blood fiend, a Flaming Ape!