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.

was about to be finished, his face was as pale as a

was poisoned and locked in the hellhole prison for a year, he did not look this

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

like tadpoles and

a glance, it

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

one final touch to the Yellow Spring’s Ungodly Dragon,” Caspian mumbled, and blood was already dripping from the

order to endure the indescribable pain, Caspian’s teeth

it were an ordinary person, 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

“The final touch…”

felt as if it weighed thousands of

to use all

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

strong scent of iron seemed to ignite his heart with injustice, filling him with energy and making him accurately drop the final

instant, a group of crimson lights rose from his arm, covering

overpowering, as if all creatures would

phantom of a giant dragon flickered and

the light disappeared, and the inscription pattern on

inscription, but it was concealed underneath his skin,

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

success, and Caspian wanted to try its

extremely exhausted, and it was

the spot a few times, Caspian tumbled to the

Caspian had slept for 24

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

at his left arm, which appeared the same

wild aura bursting when he

burst into

fingertips, and a layer of dark blue dragon scales appeared