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.

***

and looked at

Adrian sat cross-legged

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

Adrian’s jade identification badge that represented his status as an elite disciple, a hint of jealousy appeared

head, afraid of

slowly passed by, and Adrian still

appear on his forehead, but he still did

about to explode, Adrian opened his

“Why are you here?”

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

you only

it, but he did not

said, “Adrian, you must

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

was not an ordinary person, and he

looked

you think the lesson a few days ago was

face immediately fell, and

wanted to

Caspian‘s hand or leg, he

the news was released, Adrian broke both of

extremely ruthless, and he did not consider the fact that they were siblings at all as

for a quick recovery, Asher still shivered each time he thought of

Asher’s knees suddenly became weak,

to bite the

made his face show just the right amount of panic

what I did was

again? No matter what, we share

didn’t mingle much with each other since

help me this time as

when

his heart, he did not

knew better than him how many bad things Asher did over the years by relying