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.

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

Caspian was poisoned and locked in the hellhole prison for a year, he did not

time, as the inscription was about to be completed, Caspian’s left forearm was

were twisted like tadpoles and appeared

glance, it

would feel the body inscription revealed an ancient, wild, and reckless hint, overwhelming as

mumbled, and blood

endure the indescribable pain, Caspian’s teeth almost broke from gritting them

it were an ordinary person, he might have died from the pain dozens of times. Then, Caspian glanced at the hourglass with great difficulty, and he noticed that most of the fine sand had fallen

“The final touch…”

felt as

time, he had to use all of

his teeth, and a pungent smell of

his heart with injustice, filling him with energy and making him

rose from his arm, covering the entire front of his

a beam of light, it was highly overpowering, as if all creatures would become small and be

of a giant dragon flickered and

the light disappeared, and the inscription pattern on

this was not the disappearance of the body inscription,

no different from normal, but once the Yellow Spring‘s Ungodly Dragon body was stimulated, its pattern would appear on his skin, and then the terrifying power belonging to it would

a success, and Caspian wanted to try its

it was even

the spot a few times, Caspian tumbled to

24 hours

still needed the

look at his left arm, which appeared the same as

a wild aura bursting when he activated the

burst into

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