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.

pattern was about to be

in the hellhole prison for a year, he did

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

twisted like tadpoles and appeared as if they

a glance, it

revealed an ancient, wild, and reckless hint,

Spring’s Ungodly Dragon,” Caspian mumbled,

Caspian’s teeth almost broke from

with great difficulty, and he noticed that most of the

“The final touch…”

which felt as if

this time, he had to use all

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

with injustice, filling him with energy

a group of crimson lights rose from his arm, covering the entire front of his

of light, it was highly overpowering, as

blood-colored light, the phantom of a giant dragon flickered and moved with the inscription pattern as if it had come

and the inscription pattern

body inscription, but it was

circumstances, his arm was no different from normal, 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 it would

and Caspian wanted to try its force

and it was even hard

Caspian tumbled to the ground, falling into a deep

time, Caspian had slept for 24 hours in

needed the long rest, proving how much energy he used to draw this

he was eager to look at his left arm,

wild aura

burst

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