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 finished, his face was as pale as

when Caspian was poisoned and locked in the hellhole prison for a

the inscription was about to be completed,

and appeared as if they were

glance, it

body inscription revealed an ancient,

Dragon,” Caspian mumbled, and

indescribable pain, Caspian’s

pain dozens of times. Then, Caspian glanced at the hourglass with great difficulty, and he

“The final touch…”

his brush, which felt as if

time, he had to use all

this!” Caspian gritted his teeth,

injustice, filling him with energy and making

group of crimson lights rose from his arm, covering

just a beam of light, it was highly overpowering, as if all creatures would become small and be crushed and

giant dragon flickered and moved with

second, the light disappeared, and the inscription pattern

this was not the disappearance of the body inscription, but

Ungodly Dragon body was stimulated, its pattern would appear on his skin, and then the terrifying power belonging to it would burst

Caspian wanted

was even

few times, Caspian tumbled to the ground, falling

24 hours in the Time Warp

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

was eager to look at his left arm,

felt a wild aura

air even burst into the sound of

arm crackled from his elbow to fingertips, and a layer of dark blue dragon