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.

be finished,

locked in the hellhole prison for a

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

runes were twisted like tadpoles and appeared as if they were

it would terrify

inscription revealed an ancient, wild, and reckless hint, overwhelming as if it were

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

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

the hourglass with great difficulty, and he noticed that most of the fine sand had fallen to the bottom, leaving only a tiny part

“The final touch…”

brush, which felt as if it

time, he had to use all of his strength

Caspian gritted his teeth, and a pungent smell of blood

heart with injustice, filling him with energy and making him accurately drop

from his arm, covering the entire front of his left

highly overpowering, as if all creatures would become

clearly see 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 with

next second, the light disappeared, and the inscription pattern on Caspian’s arm swiftly

this was not the disappearance of the body inscription,

Dragon body was stimulated, its

was a success, and Caspian wanted

was extremely exhausted, and it was even

Caspian tumbled

slept for 24 hours

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

look at his left arm,

Caspian immediately felt a wild aura

air even burst

fingertips, and a