If alchemy violates the laws of the world, then living alchemy is to destroy the laws of alchemy! How could Edward, the Black Prince, believe this kind of thing?

"It's incredible, my friend, but the living facts are in front of you. The Alchemy Weapon Dragon Witch, her strength has been personally taught by you. With that, Radu squatted down and pressed his hand against the black prince Edward's limp body, there was something lumpy under his flesh, I don't know if it was a broken bone or a broken internal organc.

"Tut-tut, what a terrible power to destroy a duke's body like this...... And that's just a miracle caused by a drop of blood. ”

"What...... One drop...... Blood?" Edward, the Black Prince, seemed to have grasped something, and quickly asked.

Radu's face changed, and he seemed to be a little uncertain, but he quickly returned to normal, and gently leaned into the ear of Edward, the Black Prince: "I'm sorry, I got a little carried away, and I accidentally said something out of my mouth." But it's okay to tell you, after all, you won't survive today. ”

"The physical body cannot carry alchemy, mainly because it is contrary to the attributes of the fifth element, or rather, it is more advanced than the fifth element. As long as you use elements that can be fused with the physical body, you can perform living alchemy. ”

"Are you playing with me...... The spirit overrides the four elements...... If even it can't be contained by the flesh...... The wind, fire, water and soil are even worse. Black Prince Edward snorted coldly.

"Certainly not the garbage. Radu said contemptuously, "Remember the drop of blood I mentioned? That is the substance that overrides the five elements, the blood of the gods! The holy relic flowing from my father Dracuri is an alchemy key that is higher than the Philosopher's Stone, but it's a pity that if that blood can be used for me......"

Although Radu had not finished his words, Edward the Black Prince had already understood what he meant. A mere human being can become such a powerful bloodline through living refining, let alone Radu, who has inherited the bloodline of Dracuri in the first place?

"Wait a minute...... No matter how powerful the dragon's bloodline is...... Nor can it ...... boasting of God......"

Before Edward the Black Prince could finish his words, a long sword roared down from the sky and plunged directly into his throat. The moment the blade pierced through the flesh, blood splattered onto Radu's face, making him look a little embarrassed.

"It's not your style to waste so much time on a dying waste, Radu. Steady footsteps came from behind Radu, creaking on the cracked planks. The tall, silver-haired man walked indifferently to the corpse of the Black Prince Edward and drew his weapon.

"Long time no see. ”

"Hehehehe......" Radu stood up from the ground with a smile as he wiped the blood from his face with his sleeve, straightened his clothes, and then looked directly into the dark red eyes of the silver-haired man, "I didn't expect even you to say such a thing as not seeing you in a long time, it really surprised me, Brother Vlad." ”

It was none other than Draculi's eldest son, Vlad III, who killed Edward the Black Prince.

"I thought you'd be happy. Vlad III said, inserting the kiss of the goddess of victory back into the scabbard. As for the blood stains on the sword's body, it had long been corroded by its alchemical toxicity.

"Of course I'm happy, but that was before you splashed blood on my face, really, my dress is quite precious. Radu said, pointing to the blood stains on his sleeves, which were so obvious that they looked a little disgusting.

"If it's for this reason, I can apologize, but I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer to this matter by revealing such important information to people outside the clan. Vlad III glanced at Joan of Arc, who was standing not far away, and said lightly.

"Are you going to hold me accountable as soon as you come up? What an indifferent brother. Listening to Vlad III's words, Radu waved his hand helplessly and said. He turned, picked up the Undefeated Will discarded by Joan of Arc from the ground, and said as he examined its blade, "If you want to answer, you can do that, but first, please explain why you are here!"

As he spoke, Radu's voice suddenly became sharp, and he held his invincible will flat, and the silver blade of his sword was pointed directly at Vlad III's throat.

A breeze suddenly blew between the two of them, blowing their hair apart. The blade of the Undefeated Will cut through the air current, emitting a faint hum.

"Draw your sword and point it at your brother, that's your attitude, and you can be so justified when you do something wrong, it seems that you really lack a lesson. Vlad III didn't seem to see the blade in front of him, and still spoke sarcastically, his voice extremely calm, and every word was tinged with a hint of anger.

Hearing him say this, Radu slowly lowered the sword in his hand. He stuck his sword on the ground and asked suspiciously, "Are you also sent by your father? because of a little Joan of Arc? ”

Vlad III suddenly laughed, it was a very subtle smile: "Don't forget, he will never put all his eggs in the same basket......"

"Yes, the king would not do that. A young voice abruptly interrupted Vlad III's words, which made him frown. A young man with blond hair didn't know when he stood behind the two of them, and said unhurriedly.

"Who are you?" Radhu's eyes changed in the face of the young man who suddenly appeared. His right hand rested on the hilt of the Undefeated Will, ready to pull it out at any moment.

"I'm sorry to disturb the conversation between the two adults so abruptly, but I really agree with Lord Vlad, because the king doesn't put eggs in the same cage. As he spoke, the young man pulled something out of his bosom.

It was a diamond-shaped crystal bottle with beautiful prismatic patterns on the bottle. Although the light reflected off the bottle gives it an illusory feel, it is nothing to Vlad III and Radu. Through the highly transparent bottle, the two of them could clearly see the inside of the crystal bottle, and at this moment, in the center of the crystal bottle, a dark red blood bead was quietly suspended, constantly exuding fluctuations......

"This ...... This is!" Seeing this scene, Radu's throat suddenly tightened a little. He rubbed his eyes vigorously to make sure he wasn't mistaken.

"Trust your judgment, this is the blood of our king Drakuri. As if he had seen through Radu's thoughts, the young man with short blond hair said with a smile.

Radu looked at Joan of Arc who was standing not far away, and then at the crystal bottle in the young man's hand, and the expression on his face was quite wonderful. He had obviously shot the crystal bottle into Joan of Arc's body with a bow and arrow, completing the alchemy of the living body, but now the crystal bottle appeared intact in the young man's hands, and even the blood inside did not move......

"It can't be...... How is this kind of thing possible...... I've ...... already done."

"Calm down, and don't forget what he just said, it should just be exactly the same thing, to be used as a remedy in case your action fails. Vlad III said with a frown, his voice was not loud, but it was just enough for the few people in front of him to hear.

Hearing his words, Radu reacted sharply and then looked at the young man.

"I truly admire your wisdom, Lord Vlad, and everything is as you say. The young man said, putting the crystal bottle back into his bosom and saluting respectfully.

"I'm not here to hear you say pretty things, tell me who you are, that's what we want to know. ”

"Yes, my lordship, allow me to introduce myself, I am a royal agent appointed by my king Delacouri himself, Eugentus. Until then, he has been lurking in London, investigating the movements of the Crocodile Clan. After bowing slightly, Euquintus straightened up and said, a confident smile on his face.

"Eugentus, royal agents, what the hell are these things, do you know?" asked Radu, with a puzzled look on his face, turning his head to Vlad III.

Vlad III shook his head expressionlessly, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes: "I have never heard of this, the most secret organization in the clan should be the Dragon Assassin directly under my father, as for the royal spy he said, I have never heard of it." ”

Vlad III said, his right hand had already touched the hilt of the sword, and if it weren't for the crystal bottle that Eugentus had just taken out, he would have pulled out the kiss of the goddess of victory.

Looking at the two suspicious eyes at him, Euquintus did not show any panicked expression. He smiled calmly, and then said slowly, "I know that the two adults are suspicious of me, but rest assured, what I said is true. The reason why you don't know about the position of royal agent is entirely due to your own reasons. ”

"Are you kidding, as the heir and most powerful helper of my father, he will hide from us the affairs of the clan?" Radu retorted with a sneer.

Eugentus nodded seriously: "You are right, as the descendants of the king, the status of the two lords within the clan is indeed the highest. However, it is precisely because of this that the king will not give the two of them complete trust!"

Vlad III did not refute, and the words of Eugentus he understood best. Whether it is in terms of bloodline or status, he is not half favored by Delacuri, and if it were not for his ability, he may have been an earl for the rest of his life. This is still the case in terms of status, let alone trust?

"Although the king does not have absolute trust in the two, the absolute trust of the king also needs it, and this is the royal agent. It's not just you who don't know this secret, but the rest of the clan doesn't know, except for the Dragon Assassin. Euquintus said, his eyes suddenly sharpening.