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

the hellhole prison for a year, he did not

inscription was about to be completed,

runes were twisted like tadpoles and appeared as if

glance, it would

would feel the body inscription revealed an ancient, wild, and reckless hint, overwhelming as if it were full

Ungodly Dragon,” Caspian mumbled, and blood

Caspian’s teeth almost broke from

he might have died from the pain dozens of times. Then, Caspian glanced at the hourglass with great difficulty, and he noticed that most of the fine sand had fallen to the bottom, leaving only a tiny part at

“The final touch…”

his brush, which felt as if it

had to use all of his strength to steady his

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

with injustice, filling him with energy and making him

a group of crimson lights rose from his arm,

overpowering,

giant dragon flickered and

light disappeared, and the

knew that this was not the disappearance of the body inscription, but it was concealed

the Yellow Spring‘s Ungodly Dragon body was stimulated, its pattern would

and Caspian wanted to try its force

was extremely exhausted, and it was even hard for

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

for 24 hours in

he still needed the long rest, proving

at his left arm,

wild aura bursting when

even burst into the

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