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.

***

bowed and looked at Adrian with respect

that time, Adrian sat cross-legged in front

like a servant, groveling, not even daring to take

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

head, afraid

by, and Adrian still

fine beads of sweat started to appear

head was about to explode, Adrian

“Why are you here?”

long, and I didn‘t even dare to

you only asked me

to say it, but

he said, “Adrian, you

Asher’s tone, coupled with the tears in his eyes, countless people would immediately give him money if he were to kneel on

an ordinary person,

looked at his

a few

immediately fell,

gave out an order as he wanted to take

anyone broke Caspian‘s hand or leg, he would

news was released,

consider the fact that they

quick recovery, Asher still shivered each time he thought

it again, Asher’s knees suddenly became weak, and he almost knelt on the

he had to bite the bullet

fear in his heart made his face show just the right amount of

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

apologize to you again? No matter what, we share

though I’m older than you and we didn’t mingle much with each

you must help me this time as blood is

frowned when he heard

of his heart, he did not want to have such

better than him how many bad things Asher did