The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

It was a wonderful feeling… It was like cotton…

At first, it was white.

Now, someone began to secretly add iron powder into it.

After completely filling the gaps in the cotton with iron powder, he burned all the cotton with fire, burned the remaining iron powder into molten iron, cooled it down, and then tempered it to remove the impurities inside.

Caspian could sense that his body was undergoing such a transformation.

No one knew where the black flame came from.

But, it did have such a magical effect.

The countless resentful souls under his feet were to make the flames burn more and more vigorously and not rest for a long time!

Caspian understood that what the person behind the Gates of Hell did was definitely not just to make him stronger.

The greater possibility was that the guy hoped that when his soul occupied this body in the future, he could perfectly exert its strength.

But now, it was Caspian who had gained the upper hand.

In that case, Caspian would not refuse it.

After all, if Caspian became stronger, he would have more confidence and capital to fight against this man behind Gates of Hell.

This was a game between them.

It all depended on who would be able to gain the upper hand, and obviously, it was Caspian.

In the flames, Caspian’s clothes were gradually burned clean.

However, he was not hurt at all.

There were no clothes on his upper body, and the black flame kept licking every inch of his skin.

Waves of powerful power poured into it.

Soon, runes appeared on Caspian‘s skin.

These runes exuded a vast and ancient aura.

In the heart, the resentful souls, which had not been burned yet, suddenly screamed in horror when they saw this scene.

They kept hiding deeper and deeper. It was as if what they feared most was not the black flame, but Caspian!

As if sensing the appearance of runes, the guy behind the Gates of Hell sneered.

Caspian looked

feel that runes was

he could clearly feel the surging power

is more profound… Than body

deliberately mystifying,” Caspian

long will it

“One eighth…”

looked down

was almost full of this kind

made him look a

time, there was an

think of what the man said before, “I don’t

was clearly the sign of

really wanted to ask if it was the powerful

it, even if he asked, the other party would

contrary, the other party might even make fun

already knew some

able to find out the identity

it seemed that this

he would laugh at the guy after he found out

thinking nonsense and concentrated on feeling

that runes below

runes in that

by the guy before

guessing, the voice of that

you… Have another… White Tiger…

are you going to do?” Caspian

Earrings of

party actually knew the existence of

the only

me?”

“Release it…”

“Why?”

Can’t…

saw traces of red light appear

long lines that had been

It took a long

this moment, there was no need

Because these thin threads gave Caspian a

Tiger’s blood essence, and the Demonic Python’s blood essence, he

released the little White Tiger from Earrings of

few days, Little Candy spent all