The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

It was displayed on the dial that Caspian, who just left, lasted until the twelfth wave.

“Oh my God…” The disciple on duty swayed, almost fainting.

Asher already wailed miserably as if he died with just the slightest touch, and it was already impressive that Caspian could last until the fourth wave yesterday.

However, Caspian went directly from the fourth wave to the twelfth wave, and he also appeared to have energy left.

“Is he… Is he a monster?” Apart from the speculation, the disciple on duty could not think of any other possibility.

Caspian continued to come every day for the next few days, and the disciple on duty would be shocked each time Caspian left.

Twelve waves, eighteen waves, twenty-five waves, thirty-six waves…

The night before the Elenion match, Caspian left with a normal expression, and he set a record for the 50th wave.

The whole process only took Caspian seven days.

If calculated as an average, Caspian’s defense increased at a rate of seven more waves per day.

Although the disciples on duty did not know what Caspian was going to do with the Underworld’s Demon Flame, there was one thing he could be sure of… People with that talent, perseverance, and persistence could do anything better than others.

In that instant, Caspian became the disciple’s role model.

‘Even though I don’t have such a strong talent, I can make up for the gap with hard work!’ At the thought of that, the disciple was immediately filled with strength.

Without knowing it, Caspian influenced another person.

In a flash, seven days passed.

At that time, there was only one day left before the selection of Elenion, the City of Ruins, and everyone did their final preparations.

Some meditated and recuperated, adjusting their state to the best, or practiced their martial arts to become more proficient.

***

a luxurious palace, Asher bowed and looked at Adrian

sat cross-legged in front of

younger brother, Asher acted like a servant, groveling, not even

saw Adrian’s jade identification badge that represented his status as an elite

head, afraid

passed by, and

anxious, and fine beads of sweat started to appear on his forehead, but

when Asher‘s head was about to explode,

“Why are you here?”

been standing here for so long, and I didn‘t even dare to breathe

only asked me

wanted to say it, but he

he said, “Adrian, you must

Asher’s tone, coupled with the tears

person, and

and looked at his

you think the lesson a

heard that, his face immediately

out an order as he wanted to

anyone broke Caspian‘s hand or leg, he would be given fifty

released,

ruthless, and he did not consider the fact that they were siblings at all as he broke Asher’s hands inch

quick recovery, Asher still shivered each time he thought of

Adrian mentioned it again, Asher’s knees suddenly became weak, and he almost knelt

had to bite the

in his heart made his face

sniffled and said between sobs, “Adrian, I knew what I did

just apologize to you again? No matter what,

and we didn’t mingle much with each other

help me this time

immediately frowned when he heard Asher‘s

bottom of his heart, he did not want

how many bad things Asher