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.

about to be

hellhole prison

about to be completed, Caspian’s left forearm

twisted like tadpoles and appeared as

glance, it

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

Yellow Spring’s Ungodly Dragon,” Caspian mumbled, and blood was already dripping from

Caspian’s teeth almost

might have died from the pain dozens of times. Then, Caspian glanced at the hourglass with great difficulty, and he noticed

“The final touch…”

raised his brush, which felt as if it

use all of his strength

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

scent of iron seemed to ignite his heart with injustice, filling

from his arm, covering

was highly overpowering, as if all creatures would become small

a giant dragon flickered and moved with the inscription pattern as if it had come alive, completely integrating

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

knew that this was not the disappearance of the body inscription, but it was concealed underneath his skin, hidden

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

and Caspian wanted to try

was even hard for

few times, Caspian tumbled to the ground, falling into

slept for 24 hours in the

he still needed the long rest,

to look at his left

aura bursting when he activated the inscription

burst

fingertips, and a layer of