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.

time the inscription pattern was about to be

was poisoned and locked in the hellhole prison

was about to be completed,

and appeared as if they were

glance, it

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

touch to the Yellow Spring’s Ungodly Dragon,” Caspian mumbled, and blood was already dripping from the corner of his

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

Caspian glanced at the hourglass with great difficulty, and he noticed that most of the fine sand had fallen to the

“The final touch…”

his brush, which felt as if

all of his strength to

this!” Caspian gritted his teeth, and a pungent smell of

his heart with injustice,

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

overpowering, as if

of a giant dragon flickered

the light disappeared, and the inscription pattern on Caspian’s

the disappearance of the body inscription, but it

Yellow Spring‘s Ungodly Dragon body was

Caspian wanted to try its

exhausted, and it was even hard for

swaying on the spot a few times, Caspian tumbled to

for 24 hours in

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

woke up, he was eager to look at his left arm, which appeared the same as

aura bursting when he activated

surrounding air even burst into

from his elbow to fingertips, and a layer