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

was poisoned and locked in the hellhole prison for

was about to be completed, Caspian’s left

twisted like tadpoles and appeared as if they

glance, it would

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

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

the indescribable pain, Caspian’s teeth almost

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

“The final touch…”

as if it

had to use all of his strength to steady his

touch, the most crucial point of this!” Caspian gritted his teeth, and a

seemed to ignite his heart with injustice,

of crimson lights rose from his arm, covering

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

a giant dragon flickered and moved with the inscription pattern as

disappeared, and the inscription pattern on Caspian’s arm

the body inscription, but it was concealed underneath

was stimulated, its pattern would appear on his skin, and then the terrifying

inscription was a success, and Caspian

and it was even hard for him to open

Caspian tumbled to the ground,

24 hours in

strength and spirit, he still needed the long rest, proving how

was eager to look at his left arm, which appeared the same

felt a wild aura bursting when he activated the

surrounding air even burst

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