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.

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a luxurious palace, Asher bowed and looked at Adrian with respect and

sat

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

his status as

lowered his head, afraid of being

slowly passed by, and

sweat started to appear on

when Asher‘s head was about to explode,

“Why are you here?”

for so long, and I

you only asked me

say it,

you must help me

grief in Asher’s tone, coupled with the tears in his eyes, countless people would

an ordinary person, and he

and looked

you think the lesson a few days ago was

that, his face immediately fell, and he started to

he gave out an order as he wanted to take revenge on Caspian, and he

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

news was released, Adrian broke both

the fact that

quick recovery, Asher still shivered each time

knees suddenly became weak, and he almost

had to bite the bullet and

in his heart made his face show just the right

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

you again? No matter what, we share

you and we didn’t mingle much with each other since we were young, we’re still considered playmates who grew

ignoring other aspects, you must help me this time as blood is still thicker

immediately frowned when he heard Asher‘s

he did not want to have such a brother

him how many bad things Asher did over the