The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

There was no room for turning back when Caspian said that.

Dwayne and others perspired and clenched their teeth as fear, anger, unwillingness, all kinds of emotions stirred up in their chests.

Three years ago, they bet on their future, thinking that they would achieve meteoric success.

In the end, they spent three years as border guards, and they could not return to the country.

That time, they finally had the opportunity to go back, yet they met someone they believed died long ago.

Moreover, they never wanted to meet the person anymore.

“I won’t accept that!” Dwayne fumed with rage, roaring and glaring at Caspian like an angered bull.

“I had the same thought when you imprisoned me in the hellhole prison.” Caspian chuckled.

“If that’s the case, then I’ll just kill you! It just so happens that we can get another credit!” Dwayne suddenly drew his sword and waved, “Everyone, go! The opportunity for our meteoric success is here!”

At that moment, everyone present knew that there were only two paths before them.

One was to be killed by Caspian, who came back for revenge, and the other was to jointly kill the opponent and make an enormous contribution.

No one would turn a blind eye to the great contribution!

Since there was no way out, everyone gritted their teeth and rushed toward Caspian.

Although Caspian was powerful three years ago, they remembered well that his body was already destroyed by poison when he was imprisoned in the hellhole prison.

Hence, his actual strength was less than 1% of the past.

Now that he returned, how big a storm could he set off?

Even though these people guarded the border these years, their strength could only improve, not decline.

Then, everyone rushed toward Caspian, and Dwayne, who shouted the loudest, actually backed away.

In fact, he did not know why he retreated, but his instinct told him that Caspian was dangerous; a hundred times, a thousand times more dangerous than in the past, so he could only escape!

benefits over the years, and it was the time for them

he could, and just like a cannonball,

the cold air outside came oncoming and

had time to set foot on the snow outside the station, a louder explosion

a blood light mixed with

his shock, the blood light wrapped the incomplete corpses of more than a dozen of

Swoosh!

of blood splattered on Dwayne, turning him into a bloody figure in

steaming blood and residual limbs were sprinkled on the

face were covered

mouth and panted,

body

Dwayne was utterly stupefied.

Caspian killed more than a dozen of his

knew his subordinates

powerful masters, they were at

a dozen people working together, they could easily kill the best of the fourth-stage

bunch of men

What’s his realm? He can’t be in

Didn’t they say he’s only as strong as a first-stage True Martial Realm warrior? Is he… Is he…’ Dwayne stared wide-eyed as Caspian

Dwayne felt suffocated, and an unbelievable thought surged in his

‘Is he a cultivator?!’

vision immediately turned black, and unprecedented despair instantly swept through his body and

the other party was a cultivator, even if Dwayne was ten times or twenty times stronger than now, he was as

an ant would still be an

Dwayne, but he did not rush

lightly,

all died because

bright future, but it was because of a wrong

he spoke, Caspian raised his

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smooth and neat, just like a