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

the hellhole prison for a year, he did

be completed, Caspian’s left

and appeared as

a glance, it would

body inscription revealed

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

order to endure the indescribable pain, Caspian’s teeth almost broke from gritting

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

“The final touch…”

raised his brush, which felt as

to use all of his strength to steady

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

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

rose from his arm, covering the entire

beam of light, it was highly overpowering, as if all creatures would

flickered and moved with the inscription pattern as if it

second, the light disappeared, and the

the disappearance of the body inscription, but it was concealed

but once the Yellow Spring‘s Ungodly Dragon body was stimulated, its pattern would appear on his skin, and then the terrifying power belonging to

was a success, and Caspian wanted to try its force

it was

on the spot a few times, Caspian tumbled to the

for 24 hours in the Time

with Caspian’s current powerful strength and spirit, he still needed the

woke up, he was eager to look at his left arm,

immediately felt a wild aura bursting when he

air even burst into

to fingertips, and a layer of dark blue