The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Without Camille’s order, Terrence began to carry the bodies on the ground.

After doing this once, he got familiar with it.

The bodies on the ground quickly began to form a well-shaped triangle.

However, the number of bandits on the Second Dragon post was nearly half more than that in the Third King Village.

In addition, he was injured, so his speed was a little slower.

While sorting out the bodies, Terrence saw the only body of Pulse Control Realm cultivator in the Second Dragon Post.

In fact, he had seen Pulse Control Realm cultivators in both Windy Whirl Citadel and the Second Dragon Post.

However, as a nobody in the eyes of cultivators, he was naturally not qualified to talk with these bandits at cultivator level.

He could only look at them from a distance and secretly envied them.

The biggest feeling in Terrence’s heart was that Pulse Control Realm was so strong that they could do whatever they wanted in the Dragon Spine Mountain. But today, a Pulse Control Realm cultivator of the Second Dragon Post lay in front of Terrence, getting colder and harder bit by bit.

The expression on the corpse’s face was still frozen before his death.

Different from the confusion on other bandits’ faces before they died, the bandit leader of Pulse Control Realm looked shocked and scared.

The fear even made his facial features twist, and the horror in his eyes could be seen clearly even if he was dead.

Obviously, before he died, he realized that Camille was also a cultivator.

And, both her realm and strength completely crushed him.

Otherwise, how could he be so desperate?

After tidying up the bodies, Terrence found an open space with ease and sat down to rest.

As for Camille, she took out the stone mill and ground the corpse to extract vigor.

After vigor was done, she took Caspian to the room next to her, closed the door, and treated him.

Seeing everything quieted down, Terrence looked at the bright moon in the sky and suddenly felt that the moonlight tonight seemed to be covered with a layer of hazy blood red.

being stunned for a while, he couldn’t help sighing with a

it was destined to be the end of the days

also had a hunch that this

out

the veil covering her face, even if Terrence looked at her, he could not see

which looked like a bottomless pit, was filled with

Camille’s body had been squeezed

she came out, Camille

her, Caspian’s injury, after being recuperated by vigor of many bandits in the Second Dragon post, was obviously better than when he was

Whirl Citadel…” Looking at

as fast

in the night sky, Terrence had nothing to

help thinking about the relationship between Camille and

that the man

now it seemed that it was

Stone Iron in the Three King Village, Terrence had heard from Camille

they were brother and sister, they did not look like

it, the more

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bandit village in Dragon Spine Mountain, was located far away from the

Terrence once again witnessed the power of cultivator’s

mountains, forests, and valleys were left

would take nearly ten

than two hours to see the bandit village in the distance, which was

it was the first bandit village to have

the scale of the whole bandit village was much larger than that of the Second Dragon Village, which ranked

thing was that the citadel

whole Dragon Spine Mountain, it was hard to say whether they could break through the outermost defense arrays, even if the other bandits

it was Camille

the bright moon, one could see

Citadel were still confused, Camille, who was holding a blade, jumped down from

butterflies, but the pressure she brought was

able to see the whole process of Camille slaughtering the

to be killed was one of the two Pulse Control Realm cultivators of the