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.

time the inscription pattern was about to be finished, his face was as

when Caspian was poisoned and locked in the hellhole prison for a year, he did

as the inscription was about to be completed,

runes were twisted like tadpoles and appeared

a glance, it

feel the body inscription revealed an ancient, wild, and reckless hint, overwhelming

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

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

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

“The final touch…”

as if it weighed thousands

all of

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

with injustice, filling

a group of crimson lights rose from

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

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

and the inscription pattern on Caspian’s arm

of the body inscription, but it was concealed underneath his

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 burst

success, and Caspian wanted

and it was even hard for him to open his

a few times, Caspian tumbled to the ground, falling into

24 hours

needed the long rest, proving how

eager to look at his left arm, which appeared

a wild aura bursting when he activated the inscription

air even burst into the sound of

arm crackled from his elbow to fingertips, and a layer