The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 1222

The long sword in the storage pouch was about the size of an adult’s palm.

But this was not the reason why Caspian was curious.

What made Caspian’s eyes light up was that the long sword was full of flowing light.

It was like a sword condensed by light, without substance.

When Caspian held the hilt of the sword in his hand, it felt extremely light, like a feather.

However, the long sword only looked non-solid.

He tapped lightly on the sword with his fingers, and a crisp sound came out.

At the same time, a circle of light appeared on the surface of the sword.

These light rings were like whirlpools.

Caspian stared at them for a moment.

In a trance, he only felt that heaven and earth were pressing toward him.

When he looked up again, he found that he had already arrived in the wilderness full of boulders.

“There’s another universe in this long sword!”

Caspian’s heart skipped a beat and he looked around.

The sky, swamp, and Little Candy had all disappeared.

He found that he was standing in a desolate wilderness.

The sky and the earth were the same grey, giving people a sense of despair.

In the wilderness, there were huge rocks everywhere.

These rocks were like giant swords inserted into the ground.

They were either upright or crooked.

Each of them was as high as dozens of floors.

Each and every one of these enormous creatures made one feel as if one’s chest was about to be torn apart.

that these rocks were also wide and narrow,

were connected to

been broken, and

hung in the air, looking extremely

this the world inside the light

he suddenly saw a flash of light above his head. Looking up, Caspian

light was like lightning appearing

the sharpness of a sword from this

these things?” Caspian took

that the light that appeared in the

lights only appeared

the dark clouds above each boulder, there was a flash of light from

see, the light in

pondered for a moment before leaping

the giant rock and once again

too much about what was going

cared about was how to get out of here. He had the feeling that he wasn’t at all in the real

didn’t matter if it was on normal days when he appeared in

come here and if his

could not guarantee the safety

he had no

to the top of

here, Caspian

of the low pressure of the dark clouds, when the rays of light flashed in the dark clouds, they seemed

light also lit up the huge

under the flickering light, the boulders became as transparent

clearly see the shape of

stones, but real

were all

focused on the enormous sword,

into

in the forest was

when he thought of the huge swords around him that were countless times

restless, like a tide, constantly

is this place? Why are there so many huge swords sealed

“Sword… Tomb…”

there were intermittent sounds

Hell spoke

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