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 for

as hard as he could, and just like

outside came oncoming and filled Dwayne’s

he had time to set foot on the snow outside the

in horror and immediately saw a blood light mixed with billowing

the blood light wrapped the incomplete

Swoosh!

turning him into a

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

and face were

mouth and panted, blood and his saliva

could not control his body as he

Dwayne was utterly stupefied.

more than a dozen

knew his

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

more than a dozen people working together, they could easily kill the best

instantly effortlessly killed these bunch of men as if

realm? He can’t be in the fourth-stage True

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

‘Is he a cultivator?!’

black, and unprecedented despair instantly swept through

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

all, an ant would still be

but he did not rush

said lightly, “They’re all

all died because of

would have a bright future, but it was because of a wrong decision

raised his hand and

did not even see the

realized it, the part below

was smooth and neat, just like a