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 looked

Adrian sat cross-legged in front of

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

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

his head,

slowly passed by, and

fine beads of sweat started to appear

was about to explode, Adrian opened his eyes and

“Why are you here?”

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

you only asked

wanted to say it, but he

he said, “Adrian, you

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

Adrian was not an ordinary person, and he was still

looked

the lesson a few days

Asher heard that, his face immediately fell,

an order as he wanted to take revenge

or leg, he would be

night the news was released, Adrian

fact that they were siblings at all as he broke

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

became weak, and he almost knelt on the

had to bite the

his heart made his face show just the right amount

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

apologize to you again? No matter what, we

we didn’t mingle much with each other since we were young, we’re still considered playmates

you must help me this time as blood is still

when he heard

he did not want to have

better than him how many bad