The dragon's blood dripping from the chains drew a black inscription on the handsome face of the Black Prince Edward, the curse of resentment and despair of the dragons who died under the dragons of ancient times.

The dark dragon pattern that formed the substance continued to expand on the black prince Edward's body, and soon spread all over his black armor, and the power of the contaminated dragon's blood completely eroded this high-level magic armor, transforming it into a magical weapon at the level of a treasure.

After experiencing such a high-level enhancement, the expression of the Black Prince Edward was unusually distorted, and nothing could be done without a price, let alone obtaining the power hidden in the Thorn Dragon Lock for thousands of years.

It was the curse of the dragon that died on the Thorn Dragon's lock, a cruel and icy aura. There is also such a degree of darkness that is worthy of his identity as the black prince Edward.

"It tastes really good...... The smell of dragons ...... "For Edward, the Black Prince, who once lived on Dragon Island, this breath is not unfamiliar. It was precisely by witnessing the strength of the dragon clan that he was full of confidence in himself, who also possessed part of the dragon's blood.

Originally, he had some dragon blood, and he should have been limited by the Thorn Dragon Lock, but this weakness no longer existed if he became the owner of the Thorn Dragon Lock.

Instead, he can invoke the curse in the Thorndragon Lock and turn that curse into his own power. What he did now was to merge with that soul in the Thorn Dragon Lock and become his true strongest state.

This kind of attempt had failed before, but this time he succeeded, stimulated by Arcelia.

He didn't need that kind of Zerg power at all, he could just rely on himself, and he could also evolve and completely revive the bloodline of the dragon clan in his body.

Yes, I won't rely on other people at all, and the most trustworthy thing in this world is always my own strength.

Arcelia paused for a moment, feeling a familiar aura from Edward, the Black Prince. It was actually a certain trait that only the royal family that was once the king of England had.

"Dragons?" It's no secret that the British royal family has dragon blood in their blood, because of the long-term marriage with the dragon country Agunis, all the core members of the royal family have more or less inherited part of the dragon's power.

As a result, the former King of England is also known as the Descendant of the Dragon, and has established an ancient covenant with the Dragon Nation. It seems that the Sophian royal family, built from the ruins of the Necromantic War, has inherited that power. Even the Sophia royal family itself may have been one of the branches of the British royal family that was almost completely wiped out in the war.

However, unlike the dragon nation of Agunis, who prides itself on being pure-blooded, there is always only one way for members of the British royal family to use the power of dragon blood, and that is to rely on their own strength and will to fuse the power of this powerful bloodline into themselves.

Not to be controlled by the power of the dragon's blood, but to completely conquer the dragon's blood in the body and turn its power into a part of yourself. Whether it's Arcelia who chooses the knight's path, or Arnaria who chooses the path of the dark wizard, they all do that.

In fact, the Black Prince Edward is now making the same choice, but his methods are more radical and his methods are more cruel. In order to gain more power, he completely ignored the damage suffered by his body, and forcibly fused with more tainted dragon blood.

"Uhh......h Strength...... Come on!" Countless black debris flew from Edward the Black Prince, the fragments of armor that had been eliminated by the power of the tainted dragon's blood, and the material of this high-level magic armor had been reborn and evolved into a higher-level magical weapon.

Armed with dragon veins, this is the new armor that Edward the Black Prince completed at the cost of receiving the tainted dragon's blood. The armament, which was based on the Thorn Dragon Lock, was superimposed with dozens of dark dragon grammar techniques, covering every part of his body, and dozens of chains automatically floated behind him, swaying like a tail.

"Original...... I'm also Black Dragonblood...... Yes...... Then this is the armament of the dark dragon...... No, it's the sin dragon's armament. "The Black Prince Edward, who completely devoured the dragon blood in his body and then combined it with the power of the Thorn Dragon Lock, has changed greatly.

Armed with a dragon, his head is wrapped in a fully covered helmet with two horns. Except for the smaller one, it was the head of the black dragon. And his body was all surrounded by black armor that exuded such a sharp aura, without revealing any gaps. ,

Now he looks like a black dragon with incomplete deformation, but its body has shrunk and most of its important features are retained. However, his strength is by no means as simple as the power of an ordinary black dragon, because of the characteristics of the Thorn Dragon Lock, he has an extremely powerful dragon attribute.

"Change your opinion a little, you're not a knight, but you're pretty good as a warrior. "Arcelia knows very well the will required to fuse the dragon blood in her body, something that is impossible to do without some kind of strong faith.

In fact, in the ancient tradition, every British royal family that fused the power of dragon's blood into their own was eligible to challenge for the throne.

"Don't you still recognize me as a knight? Forget it, it doesn't matter. Arcelia, in this world, weakness is sin, and people without strength can do nothing. Adjusting to his newfound strength, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Edward's mouth, hidden behind his armor.

It was this, the power he longed for, what he wanted by choosing the Thorn Dragon Lock in the first place, was now flowing through his body.

"You will be my bride!"

Edward the Black Prince raised his right hand high, and several black chains extended from behind him, constantly intertwining and merging, finally forming a spear more than two meters long and covered with dark thorns.

The tip of the spear is a spiral-shaped blade, and the tip of the spear is as small as the tip of a needle. With the blessing of the dragon language engraved on the gun, the gun could easily pierce through the armor that Arcelia was now actively weakened by her.

"It's a pity that I won't choose a new owner, let alone be yours. You are wrong to fight me for that purpose. "Arcelia couldn't understand what Edward the Black Prince was thinking.

Judging by the awakening phenomenon that happened just now, Edward the Black Prince may even be a descendant of a certain branch of her family, what is happening now is completely like a joke.

"You have to do what you want, it's always ......been like this," Edward the Black Prince was not surprised by Arcelia's reply, he turned the black spear in his hand, and began to drive the black wyvern under his feet to launch a new round of charge.

"Shhh

The black spear blasted through the atmosphere, turning into countless black shadows and locking onto Arcelia's figure, and under the powerful impact of the wyvern, this blow was stronger and faster than any previous one.

The power in it has even vaguely surpassed the level of the Black Prince Edward himself.

Level 8 ...... In terms of strength alone, Arcelia saw the danger involved. I have to say that after paying a huge price, Edward, the Black Prince, was indeed promoted to an extremely terrifying level.

It's as if the world is attached to him, allowing him to gain power directly from the thorn dragon lock, and thus gain leaps and bounds.

Still, Arcelia wasn't afraid. In the Apostolic Order, she had already seen a more desperate power, and even the opponent she faced the most in her daily practice had a more terrifying ability.

That is a terrifying apostle who will feel the coming of death even after the real eighth-level powerhouse is approached.

There was no retreat, and in the face of the black spear that pierced straight forward, Arcelia chose to move forward, an indomitable sprint. The silver-white armor on her body had weakened to the point where it was almost invisible due to the dragon punishment against the Black Prince Edward, which was proof that Arcelia had completely abandoned her defenses.

The brilliance of the Golden Holy Sword and the black shadow of the spear intertwined, and the two of them fought hundreds of times in just one second. Relying on his great strength and terrifying defense, this time the Black Prince Edward ate all of Arcelia's attacks, and returned Arcelia's sweep while suffering three slashes.

With a loud metal boom, Arcelia's entire body was catapulted out. And the Black Prince Edward only took a small step back with the help of the strong body of the black wyvern.

"Spear of the Sin Dragon!" With the help of the Sin Dragon's Armament's ability to completely restrain Arcelia, Edward the Black Prince finally gained the upper hand for the first time in this confrontation. And this weapon, which fused with the power of the black dragon's blood, would no longer be restrained by Arcelia's golden holy sword.

The current Black Prince Edward has truly completed his own transformation. Armed with a sin dragon, he is not a simple dark attribute, but a mixture of multiple attributes, which belongs to his unique power of the black prince.

The tainted dragon blood had been absorbed by him and turned into a part of his body, but instead of falling, he devoured the dragon blood and made him the Black Prince Edward's sin dragon arm.

"That's it, you're my bride!" the black spear was thrown with all the power of Edward, the Black Prince.

It is a spear with auto-homing ability, and although it does not have the causal power to get results before it is fired, it is impossible for enemies within its attack range to escape.

Arcelia calmly looked at the black spear that flew in, and raised the sword in her hand again.

This sword represents the fantasy of countless people yearning for victory, and this sword has guarded that country more than once in ancient generations, and the owner of this sword has never fallen on the battlefield even if he dies in battle.

This is the sword that belongs to the knight, the sword of guardianship.