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As he walked, the fire beneath Vincent's feet gradually faded away.

He had slowly learned to control the power of the bloodline in his body.

The power of this bloodline flows in one's own blood, in the physical body, it seems that it cannot be seen or touched, but it is real, it has been combined with one's own mana, if you want to use it, you only need to think about it.

At this moment, if you scan yourself with the eyes of truth, you can no longer reflect any information and description.

This is beyond the limits of this talent.

After all, this is only a talent of alchemy, and the power of the Black Iron Realm is no longer within the scope of its observation.

Even though this ability lost its detection effect when he reached the Black Iron Realm, Vincent did not lose anything, because the dignity of the Sun Troll's bloodline was enough for him to feel the life level and strength of the living beings, and his own strength, he also understood it in his heart, and he would not have any doubts about his own strength level at all.

"I've seen it from my parents and Hagrid, and it's not a big deal, it's just that Piwin was actually caught by them, well, it's a wise choice. ”

Frowning, Vincent walked to the gate of the palace.

In front of the wide and huge iron gate, symbolizing the absolute authority of the royal family of the Nok Kingdom, at this moment, there were no guards standing guard, presumably all frightened away by the power of the sun troll, and became empty.

His eyes scanned around, and he just stepped forward, his palm pressed against the door.

The golden-colored flames gradually dissolved the heavy gate, and the bronze iron could not stop the flames from burning, turning them into ashes.

Dissolving a hole in the door, Vincent continued on his way.

Wherever he went, nothing could stop his progress, and with a slight use of mana, he could directly destroy it.

It's been a smooth journey.

Even though there were guards in some places, no one dared to stop him.

A powerful warlock is enough to make countless people fearful, and mortals simply don't have the courage to approach, let alone block.

Easily according to the mana mark, he found Pi Wen who was sleeping soundly, and took her out of the palace casually, and then Vincent entered again.

This time, his target was the third prince.

In a bland, I walked all the way down the road, and casually asked some of the guards who were still walking around the palace, and I knew where the other party was.

"The third prince is over there in the council chamber, please, let me go!"

Seeing the soldier's frightened look and pointing him in the direction, Vincent lowered his eyes and let go of the finger that was holding the other.

When he looked around again, all the mortals looked at him with a look of horror, as if they were looking at an alien, fearful, afraid. Other than that, there was no other look.

"Is this what it turns out to have power?"

He shook his head slightly, chuckled, and walked forward without hesitation.

Under the horrified gaze of countless people, he pressed one hand on the door of the council chamber, and with a "boom", the door shattered.

Walking in, looking around, this architectural style is extraordinarily extravagant, expensive paulownia wood tables and chairs, blue and white luxury floors, everywhere reflects the nobility of power and wealth. And the third prince Qiao Sen he was looking for was in it, clutching his head in a panic, waiting for news from the outside.

On Qiao Sen's side, there were several men and women with little age difference, presumably his brothers and sisters, and on the chair in the middle, there was a middle-aged man wearing a crown on his head, who should be his father and the king of this kingdom.

His eyes swept across the audience, his eyes resting on Qiao Sen's handsome face full of fear, and Vincent gave a smile very politely.

"Hey, so you're here, I've been looking for you for a long time. ”

As he spoke, he walked straight towards the third prince, ignoring the king next to him at all.

Qiao Sen's legs trembled, and he quickly retreated, waving his hands frantically: "No, don't, please spare me, Piwen is in the palace, I can help you take her away, please don't kill me." ”

"Oh, I'm sorry, I've already sent Piwin out of the city, so I won't bother you to worry. ”

The smile on Vincent's face was still as bright as the sun in spring.

"Don't kill me, my teacher will come to you. ”

"He, if he wants his life to end here, let him come. ”

"No, no, no, Venerable Mr. Tim is still alive now, and he will definitely come to you!"

"Oh, sorry, he probably can't come, because I just broke his neck a while ago. ”

"What? Mr. Tim is dead?"

The third prince's face was full of fear, at this moment, Vincent had already grabbed his left leg, and hurriedly said, "Please, don't, now that big monster outside has just died, maybe more monsters will come out, please don't kill me, go kill those monsters!"

In the face of Qiao Sen's plea, the young man only raised his eyebrows, and then dragged him behind him with a relaxed expression, and then turned to leave, as if dragging a lamb to the slaughter.

"Please, Vincent, please!"

The third prince begged loudly for mercy, but it couldn't touch Vincent's heart at all.

Finally, his father, the king of the kingdom of Nok, could not help himself, stood up, showed the majesty of the royal family in a graceful and luxurious robe, cleared his throat, and said: "Venerable warlock, can you let go of my son? ”

Even though he knew that the other party was a warlock, the king could not bear to let his son be killed, and begged Vincent to spare his son.

To say this to the Warlock, he was almost tantamount to relinquishing his authority as king.

Seeing his father speak, the third prince Qiao Sen once again ignited hope in his heart: "Yes, yes, yes, I will change, I will marry Pi Wen as my wife, and I will love her all my life." ”

And to this, Vincent's answer is.

"I'm sorry, I don't think you have a future. ”

Qiao Sen's face immediately turned pale, and he kept whispering and being dragged by Vincent on the ground, countless pleading words coming out of his mouth.

Seeing this, the king immediately raised his voice and said, "Mr. Warlock, although I know that your status is noble, do you not care about anyone? If my son dies, I think I will be extremely sad, if the person you care about dies, then what will you think?"

Hearing this, Vincent's footsteps stopped.

He heard a faint threat from the king's mouth.

Turning around, the smile on his face remained the same, he dropped a sentence easily, and continued to drag the third prince on the ground.

"Please grieve, but if I am sad, then the kingdom of Nok can change its master. ”

Silently watching his son being dragged out, the king's lips trembled, but he did not dare to speak any longer, and fell down and sat down in his chair.

Carrying the wailing third prince, Vincent's face was calm.

Now that he is strong enough to break through an obstacle, he doesn't need to pay attention to anyone at all, and he can already run rampant in this land.

If I had to say an adjective, it would be the invincible king!