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.

about to be finished, his

and locked in the hellhole prison for a year, he

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

twisted like tadpoles and appeared as if

a glance, it would

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

Ungodly Dragon,” Caspian mumbled, and blood was already dripping from the corner

indescribable pain, Caspian’s teeth

the pain dozens of times. Then, Caspian glanced at the hourglass with great difficulty,

“The final touch…”

as

to use all of his

his teeth,

his heart with injustice,

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

was highly overpowering, as if all creatures would become small and be crushed

of a giant dragon flickered and moved with the inscription pattern as if it

second, the light disappeared, and the inscription

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

was

success, and Caspian wanted to

was extremely exhausted, and it was

the spot a few times, Caspian tumbled to the ground, falling into a

had slept for 24

and spirit, he still needed the

Caspian woke up, he was eager to look at his left arm, which appeared the same as

Caspian immediately felt a wild aura bursting when he activated the inscription

air even burst into the

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