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 it

could, and just like a cannonball, he blasted

oncoming and

to set foot on the

around in horror and immediately saw a blood light

his shock, the blood light wrapped the incomplete corpses

Swoosh!

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

limbs were sprinkled on the white snow

and face were covered

opened his mouth and panted, blood

control his body as

Dwayne was utterly stupefied.

more than a dozen

Dwayne knew his subordinates very

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

could easily kill the best of

of men as

can’t be in the fourth-stage True Martial

True Martial Realm warrior? Is he… Is he…’ Dwayne stared wide-eyed as Caspian walked toward him step by step, and

suffocated, and an unbelievable thought surged

‘Is he a cultivator?!’

that, Dwayne’s vision immediately turned black, and unprecedented despair instantly

times or twenty times stronger than now, he was as insignificant as an

would still be

to Dwayne, but he did not

said lightly,

died because of

a bright future, but it was because of a wrong decision you made

he spoke, Caspian raised his hand and

even see

part

and neat, just like a