The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“What’s… What’s going on..?”

Even Caspian, who created Ghoul-Locker Spear by himself, could not help being taken aback as the changes in the spear far exceeded his expectation.

It was not worse than Caspian anticipated, but it was better… So much greater!

The Ghoul-Locker Spear’s current appearance was indescribable in words.

If Caspian had to, he would say the spear was like a bolt of black lightning, and there was a subtle layer of light seeping out from its surface, appearing in front of Caspian.

No matter what, the Ghoul-Locker Spear was done.

Once Caspian calmed himself down, he grabbed the spear.

The moment he touched it, Caspian felt as if the staff was connected to the blood in his arm.

More accurately, it was as if the Ghoul-Locker Spear was an extension of Caspian’s hand, which he could stab in any direction he wanted, even if the place was out of his sight!

It felt as if Caspian broke through the shackles of space!

When he realized that, Caspian immediately took a step back and shot the spear.

With a loud buzz, the Ghoul-Locker Spear trembled, and the light on its surface suddenly spread, forming a black shadow shaped like a giant pupil.

Then, the shaft burst out like a stellar stream, piercing in the direction Caspian thought.

At that time, it was like the Ghoul-Locker Spear pierced in the direction where the black pupil stared, and Caspian could feel it.

In that instant, the air in the surrounding seemed to be locked and frozen, and the eeriness and despair made Caspian feel as if it was the eye of death.

“The gaze of death…” Caspian mumbled.

Those four words were extremely fitting to represent the feeling when the Ghoul-Locker Spear was shot out.

Once Caspian returned to his senses, his heart was filled with ecstasy.

that it was not just a

level! The spear was half a step away

of that, Caspian could no longer control the

could be driven using spiritual Qi once a

was not just a tiny bit better than a sharp weapon, but it

abilities! There was only a tiny, almost negligible chance that the sharp weapon could be slightly

did not reach the level of a spirit tool or magical item, it would surely

than a sharp weapon but did not

weapon was the ultimate treasure dreamed of by the Pulse Control Realm cultivators, and Caspian made one

share the joy and accomplishment with everyone

life, his excitement gradually cooled down, and he refocused on the Ghoul-Locker

Caspian found that the functions he added when he modified the Ghoul-Locker Spear to become a mace, meteor hammer, and longsword

the current differences were they were

engraved on the Ghoul-Locker

was delighted with all of

in the Pulse Control Realm, Caspian was much more confident with the trip to

the Ghoul-Locker Spear, walked out of the Tower of Life, and returned to the

suddenly realized that

“It’s too close.

standing in front of him was Miles, the Ninth Sacred Sect’s disciple that almost had his arm ruined

was indeed

his face was immediately

that it was Caspian, his face was

“Well… It’s you…”

”It’s you!”

whereas Miles screamed as if a hundred strong men violated

Miles roared, then, he turned around and ran

no choice as Caspian’s sudden appearance was bizarre,

Caspian taught him a lesson with a

take revenge, Miles knew that he would only flee if he met Caspian in the Hopeful

Miles was not Caspian’s opponent Miles’ heart was about to jump out of his throat, and after he

fast that even a whirlwind rolled on the flat