The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Before Caspian could say anything, the Holy Land Realm cultivator impersonating Phillip said, “The dead don’t need to know who we are!”

His voice was sharp and muffled behind his mask, causing a harsh and unpleasant sound as if someone brushed the bottom of a pot with an iron brush.

The leader of the imperial guards held a long spear and stood in front of the emperor, shouting angrily, “How dare you! The sect immortals are here, and you’ve no right to spurt nonsense!”

The Holy Land Realm cultivator impersonating Phillip scoffed and uttered, “How weak! Death is already knocking on your door, yet you’re still so senseless.”

“What?!” The head of the imperial guards was stunned.

The next moment, he felt his chin itch.

The irritation came very quickly, and it swiftly spread to both cheeks, his head, and all over his body! It felt like countless ants crawled wildly under his skin!

The leader of the imperial guards stretched out his hand and scratched his face.

However, just as he was about to do so, the flesh of his cheek was pulled off, revealing his gums.

Moreover, even though his flesh fell off, the itching did not stop.

Instead, it became worse than before.

In an instant, the imperial guard wailed in horror as he tried to remove his armor with force.

At the same time, he could not stop himself from scratching himself everywhere, and his flesh turned into pieces with just a touch.

In the blink of an eye, the leader of the imperial guards actually tore off all the flesh on his body, turning it into a skeleton soaked in blood before dying miserably.

In his eyes, there was incomparable horror and disbelief.

The entire process happened at a strange speed.

For the mortals, they watched the terrifying scene where it only took only a few seconds for an adult to be torn off all the flesh, turning him into blood and bones.

The tragic scene, combined with the leader’s hoarse screams, suddenly changed the expressions of all the civil and military officials present, and they stared at the cultivator impersonating Phillip with a terrified gaze.

The four monks who were like ghosts in the night suddenly became more menacing and chilling.

his scalp tingling after watching

person’s way of killing people

imperial army naturally knew that scratching would only make

itching feeling all over his body was even more

cultivator exclaimed from the crowd, “Blood Poison Sect! You’re Steve Merlo from the

Sect!” Caspian

name in the Heavenly

small sect established in the Middle Earlington area 100

used living people to experiment with newly refined poisons, the Mountwave Sect, one

the sect was eradicated, a small number of Blood Poison

one of the best figures among the Blood Poison Sect surviving members, and he was also a sect

identity was exposed, Steve was

smile and said, “Now that you know my identity, don’t you regret

stunned, and then their

and a strange poison obviously poisoned the leader

him to attend today’s dinner as he needed to maintain

must at

must have drank the poisoned water before

was poisoned, the food and wine present would surely

the mortals on the scene

fingers in their throats,

also

were

to poisons was only against

trouble if their realm was not enough and

he saw everyone’s reactions, Steve

all guessed

his sentence, someone among the

fell to the

first scratch, and on the second stroke onward, the flesh on the official’s face and arms

blood

next moment, several more wailing sounds came from different directions in the crowd as several other officials and generals

flash, they scratched themselves into bloody