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.

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

hellhole prison

about to be completed, Caspian’s

tadpoles and

glance, it

they would feel the body inscription revealed an ancient, wild, and reckless

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

indescribable pain, Caspian’s teeth almost broke

with great difficulty, and

“The final touch…”

felt as if

to use all of his strength to steady

Caspian gritted his teeth, and a pungent smell of blood filled his nose

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

rose from his arm, covering the entire

light, it was highly overpowering, as if all creatures would become small and

the blood-colored light, the phantom of a giant dragon flickered and moved with the inscription pattern

second, the light disappeared, and the

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

circumstances, his arm was no different from normal, but once the Yellow Spring‘s Ungodly Dragon body was

was a success, and Caspian

it was even hard for him

times, Caspian

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with Caspian’s current powerful strength and spirit, he still needed the long rest,

look at his left arm,

a wild aura bursting when

air even burst

his elbow to fingertips, and a layer of dark