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.

Spear’s changes proved that it was

furnace made it exceed the level! The

thought of that, Caspian could no longer control the excitement

using spiritual Qi once a cultivator

just a tiny bit better than

was only a tiny, almost negligible chance that the sharp weapon

or magical item, it

cultivators called such a weapon more than a sharp weapon but did not reach the spirit tool as an almost

treasure dreamed of by the Pulse Control Realm cultivators, and

the joy and accomplishment with everyone

his excitement gradually cooled down, and he refocused on

he added when he modified the

the current differences were they were stronger and

Caspian engraved on the Ghoul-Locker

was delighted with all of

strongest level in the Pulse Control Realm, Caspian

Ghoul-Locker Spear, walked out of the Tower

Caspian suddenly realized that he looked

“It’s too close.

is…” Caspian took a step back and immediately recognized that the person standing in front of him was

world was indeed

his

realized that it was Caspian, his face was as pale as

“Well… It’s you…”

”It’s you!”

whereas Miles screamed as

going to kill you!” The next second, Miles roared,

had no choice as Caspian’s sudden appearance

him a lesson with a

revenge, Miles knew that he would only

to jump out of his throat, and

that even a whirlwind rolled on