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.

to be finished,

the hellhole prison for

to be completed, Caspian’s left forearm

were twisted like tadpoles and appeared as if

a glance, it

inscription revealed an ancient, wild,

Caspian mumbled, and blood

pain, Caspian’s teeth almost

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

“The final touch…”

felt as

use all of his strength to steady his

the most crucial point of this!” Caspian gritted his teeth, and a pungent smell of blood filled

injustice, filling him with energy and making him

a group of crimson lights rose from his arm, covering the entire front

light, it was highly overpowering, as if

giant dragon flickered and moved

the light disappeared, and the inscription pattern

disappearance of the body inscription, but it was concealed underneath his

body was stimulated, its pattern would appear on his skin,

a success, and Caspian wanted

was even hard for him to open his

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

slept for 24 hours

Caspian’s current powerful strength and spirit, he still needed the long rest, proving how much energy he used to draw this

look at his left arm, which

aura bursting when

air even burst into the sound of

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