The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell
Chapter 4
‘Abraham, my son…’
‘When you finally read these words, I’m afraid that I’m no longer by your side.
These Earrings of Echo and Tower of Life are the final gifts that I can leave you with.
I hope they can protect you in the future on my behalf.’
‘There’s already a restriction set on the Earring of Echo.
Unless our blood’s used, no one will be able to activate it.
However, you’ll need to explore the Tower of Life yourself slowly.’
‘Nonetheless, I’m letting you know that one of the floors in Tower of Life has been activated, and the blood pond there is filled with the blood and essence of the Sea-Breaker Beast.
If you’re severely injured, or even if your muscles are destroyed, and you lose all your powers, just soak in it… You’ll quickly recover.’
‘The journey ahead of you is still long, and I apologize for not accompanying you further.
Perhaps you’ll encounter countless dangers in the future.
But, I hope that you’ll remember no matter how difficult, dire, or desperate the situation is, you should never give up on hope.’
‘Do you still remember what I always said to you? Thoughts become things.
If you see it in your mind, you’ll hold it in your hand.’
When he saw the signature at the end, Sandra could not control his tears anymore, and they streamed down his cheeks.
Sandra’s mother passed away at a young age.
Hence, he thought that he could only recall their memories fondly for the rest of his life.
However, at that moment, her silhouette once again appeared clearly in Sandra’s mind.
As the wind blew and the flowers fell, his mother appeared with a beautiful smile on her face, waving tenderly at Milos.
“These are the treasures mom left for me.” Then, Sandra took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, clenching his fists tightly.
Now, he finally understood that the earrings that his mother left for him were the Earrings of Echo.
Plus, the simple and unadorned tower in front of him was the Tower of Life.
It was obvious that both the Earrings of Echo and Tower of Life were immortal treasures.
Sandra never heard of the Sea-Breaker Beast his mother mentioned in
suddenly shrouded Sandra’s image of his mother with a
“It’s so strange.
mentioned these
also seemed to be kept in the dark about
she were an immortal, why’d she marry that
emotions, Sandra’s mind was filled
mother left again and walked around the Tower of
was sure that there were no other
meant that the questions he had in mind were temporarily
“Forget it.
stop thinking about
with a short note, she must’ve
a look at the Sea-Breaker Beast’s blood pond and
he thought of this, Sandra
imprisoned, someone
fall from the fourth stage
and bones suffered various degrees of
and his life was not
his remarkable body had something to do with
possible to restore his strength, he would
door creaked as Sandra pushed it
an instant, a lingering and thick
the mist, Sandra caught a glimpse of a
Life was a gift from his mother, Sandra was not scared at such a strange sight anymore, and be directly strode
noticed that the Tower of Life appeared depilated on the outside like
all kinds of somewhat extraordinary scenes when he
of the tower were adorned with lifelike carvings of all
Sandra never saw a single one of the
of the floor, there was a massive pond filled with dark
to be boiling, but when Sandra approached
the Sea-Breaker Beast.” After staring at it for a moment, Sandra did not hesitate further
to him and
more blood continued to
heard a loud noise as if
the pond, steady like a
what happened in
our body, and there are five stages
Introduction, the second stage is A Step Forward, the third stage is Small Achievements,
About The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell - Chapter 4
The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell is the best current series of the author Liu Ya. With the below Chapter 4 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 4 and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com