The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“B*stards!” Harper saw the entire scene, and he felt as if steel needles pierced his heart.

With a roar, Harper ignored the Ninth Sacred Sect’s disciples that fought with the monster and rushed toward the girl with the neat fringe like a storm.

Then, Harper flicked his long sleeves, the chains in his hands were intertwined into a big net, firmly catching the girl with the neat fringe that fell mid-air and pulling her into his embrace.

The last time the girl was seriously injured, Harper still treated her like an object and just carried her under his arms.

That time, he was sincerely hugging her.

She was so soft and petite, and Harper almost could not feel her weight.

However, his heart was as heavy as steel as blood oozed out from the girl’s nose and mouth, and each drop of blood was like an invisible claw scratching violently at Harper‘s heart.

“B*stards! Go to hell! How dare you!”

Harper’s eyes were bloodshot.

Even though he did not know why he was so angry, Harper was sure that he never felt such hatred before! He wanted to slash his opponents into pieces and turn them to dust!

Suddenly, the girl in Harper’s arms trembled, and she curled up, wailing and vomiting another mouthful of blood, hitting Harper’s chest and chin.

Harper was dumbfounded.

Soon, he slowly looked into the distance, and he saw Caspian’s spear shook, and the ray of black light was like lightning and chain, directly blowing up the Ninth Sacred Sect’s disciple’s neck, which had a black needle on it.

Harper was aware of the technique behind piercing the black needle into the neck, and he knew that once those Ninth Sacred Sect’s disciples were pierced by the long needle refined by the secret method, they would feel no pain and fearlessly charge toward their targets.

In other words, even if their opponents chopped off their limbs, those disciples would widen their mouths and bite their enemies’ flesh and blood.

The chopped limbs would also grab the opponents and dig their eyes out.

Unexpectedly, Harper watched as Caspian used the most drastic measure to counter those disciples.

He used the almost spirit tool to directly blast the Ninth Sacred Sect’s disciples into pieces of meat!

and blood mixed and scattered to the ground in the

long after, the pungent smell of air started

an ocean of blood, and there was nothing but the smell of

that time, Harper felt the girl in his

sensed

avenge you!” Harper spoke through gritted

cold,

knowing that she was in Harper’s embrace, the girl with the neat fringe showed a

breath, she whispered, “Harper… You… You should leave

“Hmm?” Harper frowned.

the Heavenly Stars Sect’s disciples were slowly regaining

That guy… He‘s… Too… Too strong… We… miscalculated…” The girl spat another mouthful of blood as

realm was not high, she possessed an ability that other

with Caspian before, and she knew

power was unlike what an apprentice

did not fight

“Don’t worry about it.

I’ll avenge you.

Harper shook his

but he

thought

Ninth Sacred Sect’s disciples that died,

the girl with the neat fringe, he must seek revenge, and there

of the painful expression of the girl convulsing in his arms,

going to kill

toward him, Harper pulled the girl

she tried her best to grab Harper’s shirt as if she

though her body slowly turned colder, the girl could feel Harper’s body

time she was so close to

satisfied even if that would only happen once as

the neat fringe felt a warmness in her heart,

going to pay the price with your lives!” Harper saw Caspian and the