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 finished, his face was as pale

and locked in the hellhole prison for a year,

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

runes were twisted like tadpoles and appeared as if

a glance, it would terrify

inscription revealed

Ungodly Dragon,” Caspian mumbled, and blood was already dripping from the corner of

to endure the indescribable pain, Caspian’s

with great difficulty, and he

“The final touch…”

as if it weighed thousands

he had to use all of his strength to steady his

Caspian gritted his teeth, and a pungent smell of blood

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

from his arm, covering the entire front of his left

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

dragon flickered and moved with the inscription pattern as if it had come

disappeared, and the inscription pattern on

disappearance of the body inscription, but it was concealed underneath his

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

a success, and Caspian wanted to try its

was even hard for him

few times, Caspian tumbled

Caspian had slept for 24 hours in the Time

spirit, he still needed the long rest, proving

up, he was eager to look at his left arm, which appeared the

felt a wild aura bursting

even burst

left arm crackled from his elbow to fingertips, and a layer of dark blue dragon scales appeared