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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palace, Asher bowed and

sat cross-legged in front

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

identification badge that represented his status as an elite disciple,

he hurriedly lowered his head, afraid

passed by, and

appear on his

explode, Adrian opened

“Why are you here?”

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

only asked

say it, but

“Adrian, you must help

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

an ordinary person, and he was still angry

snorted and looked at his

you think the lesson a few days ago

that, his face immediately

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

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

night the news was released, Adrian broke

ruthless, and he did not consider the fact that they were siblings at all as he broke Asher’s hands inch by

precious medicine afterward for a quick recovery, Asher still shivered each

mentioned it again, Asher’s knees suddenly became weak, and he almost

the bullet and continue

made his face show just the

and said between sobs, “Adrian, I knew what I

I just apologize to you again? No matter what, we share

though I’m older than you and we didn’t mingle much with each other since we were young, we’re still considered

other aspects, you must help me

when he heard

his heart, he did not

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