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.

it was not just

three hours in the furnace made it exceed the level! The spear

Caspian could no longer

be driven using spiritual Qi once a cultivator

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

spirit tool had psychic abilities! There was

of a spirit tool or magical item, it would surely gain a certain

such a weapon more than a sharp weapon but did not reach the spirit tool

ultimate treasure dreamed of by

to share the joy

Caspian saw much of life, his excitement gradually cooled down, and he refocused on the Ghoul-Locker

modified the Ghoul-Locker Spear to

they were stronger and much

that, but the inscriptions Caspian engraved on the Ghoul-Locker Spear were unaffected

with all of

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

held the Ghoul-Locker Spear, walked out of

he returned, Caspian suddenly realized that he looked

“It’s too close.

back and immediately recognized that the person standing in front of him was Miles, the Ninth Sacred Sect’s disciple that almost had his

was

surprised, and his face was

it was Caspian, his face was as pale as a

“Well… It’s you…”

”It’s you!”

as if a hundred strong men

kill you!” The next second, Miles roared, then, he turned around and

as Caspian’s sudden appearance was bizarre,

Caspian taught him a lesson with a punch at the

though he swore to take revenge, Miles knew that he would only flee if he met Caspian

out of his throat, and after he

that even a whirlwind rolled