The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“Oh, my bad! That wasn’t directed toward you.” The red-haired man said as he looked at him.

“You’re just a maggot… A maggot that I won’t even bother stepping on!”

The man stared back in disdain, thinking that he was just another show off with mediocre abilities.

However, he quickly realized that he was being played around like a circus monkey.

“Son of a b*tch! You’re trying to die? Thousand Spirits Claws!” The man with the top hat roared, raging bloodshot through their eyes as his hands sprang out of his sleeves.

They were pitch black-like branches of a dead tree, claws of the phantom.

He sprang toward the red-haired man as if clawing his guts out.

The red-haired man hummed as he swung his arms up like he chased a fly away.

His god-like speed was not caught on by anyone on the scene.

What happened next was a loud thud, followed by the head of the man, along with his top head exploding in front of everyone.

Thick, red lava gushed onto the ground, spurted into the flames, exuding a burnt, rotten fume.

“Ha, maggot!” The red-haired man chuckled coldly, pointing his finger at the decapitated body.

It slumped onto the ground with a thud and a river of crimson flowed out of the gaping neck where the head once was.

The air inside the cave shifted, frozen in an instant.

The group of dark cu ltivators who, moments ago, were filled with rage toward the red-haired man, became completely paralyzed with fear.

Some even became wobbly as dread took over their body.

The man with the top hat’s power was ranked third below Ozul and Lilian.

His brain was blown up within seconds without even putting up a fight.

gazes as they were both shaken to their

fathom how powerful and capable the red-haired

Ozul and Lilian with a smile on

casually flicking specks of red goo off his

what

answer from

you’re settling for?” The red-haired man looked them in the

hung low, bitterness seeped through their

the top ten in the wanted list, but

that person, they thought they would be leveled in the Heavenly Spirit Realm,

not expect to

mind the half of the people who were dead and injured, they almost

to the Earlington of Efrax and seek vengeance, but they were once again faced

be able to handle the

a long, heavy pause, Ozul

course, they did not

back on the trap they set up in the Hopeful Woman Mountain, how it was broken by the

and humiliation engulfed

you should never settle.” The red-haired

you should

Ozul picked his head up in

want to die? Do you think a bunch of trash like yourselves would succeed

religion election! Outer disciple, do you understand? It’s their outer disciple, Pulse Control Realm in double! You bunch of people are repulsive and incompetent, if you blindly follow their

pointing his fingers at each

dared to talk

way the man did,

them was a man of a whole other level, a man that was unfathomable

no choice but to swallow their

up, if you follow your original plan, you’ll

you’ll die by

course, there’s another way, follow