The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Caspian raised the inscription brush as fast as lightning, concentrating on his left arm.

Then, he dipped the inscription brush into the basin and uttered, “The Yellow Spring’s Ungodly Dragon.”

In an instant, a pot of inscription water was soaked up by the inscription brush, and there was not a single drop left.

The initially white tip of the brush appeared as if it were burning, and it emitted a dazzling red color.

Caspian glanced at the hourglass, and he did not hesitate to draw on his inner left arm.

In an instant, sharp pain as if countless steel wires were piercing through his skin and wandered through his muscles spread from Caspian’s wrist.

Next, Caspian gritted his teeth hard, continued moving and drawing on his arm.

As the inscription brush left a thick mark on the inside of his arm, a large amount of blood poured out even though his skin was not torn.

This blood followed the pattern he inscribed and did not flow anywhere as if it was set in place.

At the same time, Caspian felt as if his hand was soaked in boiling oil, and he was slightly trembling from the excruciating pain.

Even his face was getting pale.

“It hurts more than I expected, but I must hold on.”

Caspian clenched his jaw and once again drew.

With each stroke, the pain would increase by a notch.

Not only that, every soreness was different than before.

Some were like the pain of peeling, some felt as if he had broken a limb, some as if he was dropped into ice, and some were like the pain of being burned alive.

Within the six hours of inscribing, Caspian felt as if he had experienced all the pain in the world.

time the inscription pattern was about to be finished, his face was as pale as a

when Caspian was poisoned and locked in the hellhole prison for a year, he did

was about to be completed, Caspian’s left forearm was almost covered

runes were twisted like tadpoles and appeared as if they

a glance, it

closely, they would feel the body inscription revealed an ancient, wild, and reckless hint, overwhelming as if it

the Yellow Spring’s Ungodly Dragon,” Caspian mumbled, and blood was already dripping from the

order to endure the indescribable pain, Caspian’s teeth

with great difficulty, and he noticed that most of the fine sand

“The final touch…”

as if it weighed thousands of

time, he had to use all of his

the most crucial point of this!” Caspian gritted his

ignite his heart with injustice, filling him with

instant, a group of crimson lights rose from his arm,

was just a beam of light, it was highly overpowering, as if all creatures

flickered and moved with the inscription pattern

disappeared, and the inscription pattern on Caspian’s arm swiftly

that this was not the disappearance of the body inscription, but it was concealed underneath his

once the Yellow Spring‘s Ungodly Dragon body was stimulated, its pattern would appear

inscription was a success, and Caspian wanted to

was even hard for

Caspian tumbled to the

slept for 24 hours in the Time Warp

he still needed the long rest, proving how much energy he used

to look at his left

felt a wild aura

burst into the sound

crackled from his elbow to fingertips, and a layer of dark blue dragon