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.

Ghoul-Locker Spear’s changes proved that it was not just a

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

thought of that, Caspian could no longer control the

be driven using spiritual Qi once

bit better than a sharp weapon,

had psychic abilities! There was only a tiny, almost negligible chance that

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

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

of by the

to share the

saw much of life, his excitement gradually cooled down, and he refocused

he modified the Ghoul-Locker Spear to become a mace, meteor hammer, and longsword

differences were they were stronger and much

that, but the inscriptions Caspian engraved on the Ghoul-Locker

was delighted with

Control Realm, Caspian was much more confident with

of the

suddenly realized

“It’s too close.

can’t tell who it is…” Caspian took a step back and immediately recognized that the person standing in front of him was Miles, the Ninth Sacred Sect’s disciple

world was indeed

and his face was

realized that it was Caspian, his face was as

“Well… It’s you…”

”It’s you!”

as if a

kill you!” The next second, Miles roared,

had no choice as Caspian’s sudden

a lesson

would only flee if he met Caspian in

Caspian’s opponent Miles’ heart was about to jump out of his throat, and after he roared, he hurriedly ran

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