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,

Caspian was poisoned and locked in the hellhole prison

was about to be completed,

twisted like tadpoles and appeared as if they were

glance, it

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

Ungodly Dragon,” Caspian mumbled, and blood

order to endure the indescribable pain, Caspian’s teeth

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

“The final touch…”

felt as if

this time, he had to use all of his strength to steady

touch, the most crucial point of this!” Caspian gritted his teeth, and

ignite his heart with injustice, filling him with energy and making

rose from his arm, covering the

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

see that in the blood-colored light, the phantom of a giant dragon flickered and moved with the inscription

second, the light disappeared, and the inscription pattern

the body inscription, but

Dragon body was

inscription was a success, and Caspian wanted to try its

was even

few times, Caspian tumbled to the

had slept for 24

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

up, he was eager to look at his

a wild aura bursting when he activated the inscription

burst into the

to fingertips, and a layer of dark