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!

over the years, and it was the time

hard as he could, and

came oncoming and filled Dwayne’s lungs, he

set foot on the

around in horror and immediately saw a blood light mixed

his shock, the blood light wrapped the incomplete corpses of

Swoosh!

on Dwayne, turning him into a bloody figure

the steaming blood and residual limbs were sprinkled on the white snow outside, melting the snow and causing the scene to

body and face

he opened his mouth and panted, blood and his saliva flowed

control his body as he could not move

Dwayne was utterly stupefied.

more than a dozen of his men with the most violent

knew his subordinates

they were not extremely powerful masters, they

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

killed these bunch of men as if he were squishing an

realm? He can’t be in

lost all his skills? 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 walked toward him step by step,

moment, Dwayne felt suffocated, and an unbelievable thought surged

‘Is he a cultivator?!’

immediately turned black, and unprecedented despair instantly swept

cultivator, even if Dwayne was ten times or twenty times stronger

would still be an

walked up to Dwayne, but he

lightly, “They’re all

all died

because of a wrong decision you made at the

he spoke, Caspian raised his hand and

not even see

he realized it, the part

and neat, just