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.

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

hellhole prison for

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

and appeared

it would

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

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

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

the hourglass with great difficulty, and he

“The final touch…”

which felt as if it weighed

this time, he had to use all

his teeth, and a pungent

injustice, filling him with energy and

lights rose from his arm,

beam of light, it was highly overpowering, as if all

that in the blood-colored light, the phantom of a giant dragon flickered and moved with the inscription pattern as if it had come alive, completely integrating

the light disappeared, and the

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

was stimulated, its pattern would appear on his skin,

was a success, and Caspian wanted to try

was even

Caspian tumbled to the ground,

slept for 24 hours in

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

woke up, he was eager to look at his left arm,

Caspian immediately felt a wild aura bursting when he activated the

even burst into the sound

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