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!

a lot of benefits over the years,

and just like a cannonball,

air outside came oncoming and filled Dwayne’s lungs, he

on the snow

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

wrapped the incomplete corpses of

Swoosh!

wave of blood splattered on Dwayne, turning him into a bloody

were sprinkled on the white snow outside, melting the snow and causing

face were covered with

and panted, blood and his

he could not control his body as

Dwayne was utterly stupefied.

instant, Caspian killed more than a dozen of

Dwayne knew his

extremely powerful masters, they were

they could easily kill

bunch of men as if he were squishing

be

only as strong as a first-stage True Martial Realm warrior? Is he… Is

that moment, Dwayne felt suffocated, and an unbelievable thought surged

‘Is he a cultivator?!’

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

if Dwayne was ten times or twenty times stronger than now, he was

all, an ant would still

up to Dwayne, but he did

he said lightly, “They’re

all died

a bright future, but it was because

spoke, Caspian raised

not even see

he realized it, the part below his knees were cut

was smooth and neat, just like