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 not just a ninth-grade

furnace made it exceed the level! The spear was half a step away from being a

that, Caspian could no longer control

were magical items that could be driven using spiritual Qi once a cultivator

magical weapon was not just a tiny bit better than a sharp

change its battling characteristic, but the spirit tool had psychic abilities! There was only a tiny, almost negligible

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

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

by the

share the joy and accomplishment with everyone he

excitement gradually cooled

he added when he modified the Ghoul-Locker Spear to become

differences were they were stronger and much

engraved on the

was delighted with all of

that almost spirit tool, which was the strongest level in the Pulse Control Realm, Caspian was much more confident with the trip to the Hopeful

Spear, walked out of the Tower of Life, and

returned, Caspian suddenly realized that he looked

“It’s too close.

the person standing in front of him was Miles, the Ninth Sacred Sect’s disciple

world was

his

realized that it was Caspian, his face

“Well… It’s you…”

”It’s you!”

calmly uttered, whereas Miles screamed as if a hundred strong men violated

second, Miles roared,

as Caspian’s sudden appearance

a lesson with a punch at the

revenge, Miles knew that he would only flee if

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

fast that even a whirlwind rolled on the flat