"Oh, don't get excited, little one, calm down. The man said, gently breaking Joan of Arc's hand and letting her lower the hilt of her sword, "First of all, my name is not a bastard, please remember it, and second, I won't let go of her hand, please understand." However, if she really doesn't want to, how can she be obediently held by me. ”

The man spoke in a flirtatious tone, as if defiant. But Joan of Arc was in a strange state, and since she saw the man, she seemed to be frozen, allowing the man to fiddle with it at will.

"What the hell did you do to Jeanne Arc, and why did she become like this?, Lord Joan of Arc, don't listen to this bastard, pull the sword out of my chest!" Jill shouted anxiously in front of Joan of Arc, but Joan of Arc didn't react at all as if she had lost her mind.

Suddenly, Jill's body was kicked and flew out, hitting the stake before stopping. He leaned feebly against the stake, and continued to scream with his mouth that could only move.

"Don't call me a jerk...... the young man patted his trouser leg with an unkind face, and then returned to a gentle expression, he let go of Joan of Arc's hand, and then crossed his arms and looked at her body as if admiring a freshly baked work of art.

"It's flawless!" the man sighed as he cupped Joan of Arc's chin with his fingers, "It's just that the eyes are a little hollow now, well, it doesn't matter anyway, so let's get your senses back first." ”

As the man spoke, he flicked his middle finger at the center of Joan of Arc's eyebrows, and after the crisp sound, Joan of Arc's eyes suddenly became smart.

"It's so much better now. ”

"Who are you and why are you here?" Joan of Arc subconsciously took a step back as she looked at the smiling strange man in front of her, and at the same time she raised her arm to form a defensive posture in front of her.

"Calm down, Joan of Arc, my sister, did you treat your brother like this when we first met. The man smiled softly, then slowly lowered Joan of Arc's raised arm.

"I haven't heard of an older brother in my own right?" Joan of Arc said suspiciously, looking at the man in front of her. But surprisingly, she felt a kind of kindness from the man in front of her, which made her not resist the man's movements at all.

"That was before, my dear sister, and from this day forward, I am your brother. We have the same blood in our bodies, from our great father, King Derakuri, whom you haven't met yet, but it's only a matter of time. As he spoke, the man slashed his index finger with his fingernail, and red blood poured out of the wound and coalesced into a single bead of blood.

He put his index finger to Joan of Arc's mouth: "Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Radu, drink it, drink it, and you will understand." ”

Looking at the blood beads on Radu's fingers, Joan of Arc wanted to refuse, but her throat suddenly became thirsty. Her body seemed to be ignited, and her pupils turned bright red, Joan of Arc couldn't help but lick her seductive lips, and then opened her mouth to take Radu's index finger in, and when the tip of her tongue touched the blood, Joan of Arc's pupils suddenly turned into a slit, and then sucked hard.

Radu's blood was not very good, but it had a different kind of attraction, it was a kind of brotherly kindness! Joan of Arc sucked Joan of Arc's fingers unwillingly, and the expression on her face was like that of a coquettish girl in front of her brother, and with the ingestion of blood, a large amount of information also appeared in Joan of Arc's mind......

"Okay, okay, what a gluttonous sister, I'm about to be sucked dry by you. Radu pampered his finger from Joan of Arc's mouth, and Joan of Arc's saliva stuck to his index finger, pulling out a sparkling silk thread.

He took out a silk scarf from his bosom to wipe his fingers clean, and then carefully wiped the corners of Joan of Arc's mouth together. Looking at Joan of Arc, who was panting violently in front of him, Radu reached out and touched her hair, and said, "These things are enough for you to digest for a while, now, let my brother solve other things." ”

With that, Radu turned his head and walked in the direction of Jill, a hint of banter gradually appearing on his face.

Jill was leaning against the stake and couldn't move, but he had been staring at Radu with extremely cold eyes from the beginning. Watching him walk towards him step by step, Jill struggled desperately, trying to shake the thin sword in his chest out.

"Don't waste your efforts, Mr. Jill, if things really turned out to be what you thought, then you would have plunged this sword into my chest long ago......" Radu said, grabbing the hilt of the sword and stabbing it hard, nailing Jill to the stake again.

"You shameless bastard...... Filthy and filthy bastard, there is a kind of put me down for our fair duel!I warn you, you'd better stay away from Joan of Arc, or I won't let you go......

Before Jill could finish scolding, Radu lifted his jaw, so that Jill could only stare at him with his eyes, although it was uncomfortable to be stared at by that kind of murderous gaze, but at least he could be quiet.

"It's a pity, I was going to have a peaceful chat with you, but I didn't expect so many swear words to pop out of a gentleman's mouth, it's just too disappointing. Radu sighed, shook his head helplessly, and said, "In that case, you can take a good look here, and use your eyes and ears to know what is called my masterpiece." ”

"Besides, our old friend must have wondered how a weak woman could have beaten him like he had died...... "Radu said as he walked over to Edward, the Black Prince, who was trapped in the execution table.

He grabbed Edward, the Black Prince, by the neck and dragged him out, then lay flat and threw him on the ground. Even if he was hurt to that extent, the vitality of the black prince Edward was still tenacious, just now he finally let the bones in his back reset a little, but he was broken a lot by Radu's rough movements, and at this moment, the black prince Edward vomited blood in small mouths, and no longer looked like the scenery of the past.

"Hello friend, do you still recognize me?"

"Radu...... You bastard...... Make the aftermath look like this...... Bastard...... "Edward, the Black Prince, scolded weakly with one eye open, he was so weak now, so weak that he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, but I think you're pretty energetic. As for you saying that I hurt you like this, I'm sorry, I have to correct it, the real murderer is you. Radu said, crouching on the ground, not caring in the slightest about his luxurious clothes staining the dust on the ground. He looked directly into the eyes of Edward, the Black Prince, and the gentle smile on his face disappeared, replaced by an incomparably cold coldness.

That's the look of the higher-up.

"I don't care if it's ravaging France or slaughtering civilians, but if you try to target our people, then I can only destroy you. ”

"Your ...... ......Goals? Be...... Joan of Arc!" said Edward, the Black Prince, in astonishment.

"It seems that you are not stupid enough to throw away your brain as garbage, yes, it is her, and I can tell you that it was the patriarch of the Dragon Clan, my father, Dracuri, who set this goal!" Radu said, his eyes shining like a blade, "I have to say that even I admire your courage for daring to attack his target." ”

"Damn...... Delacuri ...... It would be ...... for this reason," said Edward the Black Prince, gritting his teeth, he never thought that he would fail miserably for such a reason, "Wait a minute...... Delacuri ...... Is...... What about Joan of Arc...... Interested?"

"That's a good question. Radu suddenly clapped applauded, then stood up from the ground, "The answer to this question is actually quite complicated, but if it is simple, it is not impossible. You've probably heard of alchemy, right?"

"The ...... of the Fifth Element The art of forging and use?" Edward, the Black Prince, said uncertainly.

"Yes, the Fifth Element Spirit, which is beyond the four elements, is the ultimate in general alchemy. And the crystallization of the fifth element, the alchemy secret elixir, the sage stone, can break the laws of the world to a certain extent! Whether it is the elixir that brings the dead back to life or the incomparably powerful alchemy weapon, it can be said that it is something that breaks the law, and these are precisely from the magic of alchemy. ”

Listening to Radu's words, Edward, the Black Prince, also fell into thought, although his body was full of holes, but his brain was still intact: "Alchemy...... It's amazing indeed...... But...... This is the same as Joan of Arc...... What does it matter?"

Hearing the words of the Black Prince Edward, Radu smiled disdainfully: "Of course it matters, what can be achieved by traditional alchemy is the refining of dead things, and what we refine is living things!"

"You bastard...... Could it be that Edward, the Black Prince, was in a state of great spirits, and he struggled desperately to look in the direction of Joan of Arc, blood gushing out of his mouth.

"Don't get so excited, my friend. Seeing the appearance of the Black Prince Edward, the corners of Radu's mouth curled into a grim smile, "Please allow me to introduce you to the supreme masterpiece of living alchemy, the Dragon Witch." ”

Radu laughed insolently, and his laughter was full of mockery. He's like a professional gambler, crushing his opponent's body and mind with a perfect straight flush when everyone is showing their hand.

"Impossible...... Impossible...... It can't be successful...... This kind of thing...... How is that possible!"

The fifth element cannot be carried by living beings, this is the law of alchemy. In the past, there have been attempts to break this rule, but each time it has ended in failure. The Philosopher's Stone that comes back from the dead turns into a deadly poison when confronted with a living body, and the flesh it refines will eventually be left with no residues......