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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bowed and looked at

sat cross-legged in

being Asher‘s younger brother, Asher acted like a servant, groveling, not even daring to take a

badge that represented his status as an elite disciple, a hint of jealousy

head, afraid of being caught by

slowly passed by, and Adrian still

anxious, and fine beads of sweat started to appear on his forehead, but he still did not

Asher‘s head was about to explode, Adrian opened

“Why are you here?”

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

only asked

say it, but he did not

said, “Adrian, you must help me this

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

person, and he was still angry at

looked at his

lesson a few days ago

face immediately fell,

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

anyone broke Caspian‘s hand or leg, he would

the night the news was released, Adrian

ruthless, and he did not consider the fact that they were siblings

gave Asher precious medicine afterward for a quick

Asher’s knees suddenly became weak, and

the bullet and

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

knew what I did was wrong, and you’ve

don’t I just apologize to you again? No matter what, we

didn’t mingle much with each other since

other aspects, you must help me

when he heard

not want to have such a

no one knew better than him how many bad things Asher did over the years by relying