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.

the time the inscription pattern was about to be

Caspian was poisoned and locked in the hellhole prison for

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

twisted like tadpoles and appeared

it

looked at the runes closely, they would feel the body inscription revealed an ancient,

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

endure the indescribable pain, Caspian’s teeth

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

“The final touch…”

felt as if it weighed

all of his strength to

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

strong scent of iron seemed to ignite his heart with injustice, filling him with energy and

group of crimson lights rose from his arm, covering

of light, it was highly overpowering,

a giant dragon flickered and moved with the inscription pattern

light disappeared, and the inscription

body inscription, but it

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

and Caspian wanted

he was extremely exhausted, and it was even hard for him

spot a few times, Caspian tumbled to

time, Caspian had slept for 24 hours in the Time

powerful strength and spirit, he still needed the long

was eager to look at his left arm,

felt a wild aura bursting when

burst into

elbow to fingertips, and a layer of