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 Adrian with respect and

sat cross-legged in front of

a servant, groveling, not even

represented his status as an elite disciple, a hint of jealousy appeared in

his head, afraid of

by, and Adrian still

sweat started to appear on his forehead, but he still did not

Asher‘s head was about to explode, Adrian opened his eyes and glanced at

“Why are you here?”

here for so long, and I didn‘t

only asked me

wanted to say it, but he did not

he said, “Adrian, you must help me this

incomparable grievance and grief in Asher’s tone, coupled with the tears

person, and he

snorted and looked at

the lesson a few

his face immediately fell, and

order as he wanted to take revenge on Caspian, and he

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

the news was released, Adrian

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

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

knees suddenly became weak, and he almost knelt on the

he had to bite the bullet and

made his

“Adrian, I knew what I did

just apologize to you again? No

didn’t mingle much with each other since we were

help me this time as blood is

when

his heart, he did not want to have

how many bad things Asher did over the years by relying on