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!

gave them a lot of benefits over the years, and it was the time for them to

as he could, and just like a cannonball,

came oncoming and filled Dwayne’s lungs, he

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

horror and immediately saw a blood light mixed with billowing air rushing toward him like

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

Swoosh!

splattered on Dwayne, turning him into a

residual limbs were sprinkled on the white snow outside, melting the snow and

and face were covered

mouth and panted, blood and his saliva

he could not control his body

Dwayne was utterly stupefied.

a dozen of

Dwayne knew his subordinates

they were not extremely powerful masters, they were at least second-stage True Martial

could easily kill the best of the fourth-stage True Martial Realm

Caspian instantly effortlessly killed these bunch of

He can’t be in the fourth-stage True

only as strong as a first-stage True Martial Realm warrior? Is he… Is he…’ Dwayne stared wide-eyed

suffocated, and an unbelievable thought surged in

‘Is he a cultivator?!’

turned black, and unprecedented despair instantly swept

was ten times or twenty times stronger

all, an ant would still be

to Dwayne, but he did

lightly, “They’re

all died because

was because of a wrong decision you

Caspian raised his hand and swept

did not even

he realized it, the part below his knees were

and neat, just like