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

was destined to be the end of the days for the several bandit villages in

had a hunch that this night would be the beginning of

out

at her, he could not see

a bottomless pit, was filled with the Devil’s Blood

this time, Camille’s body had

came out, Camille

being recuperated by vigor of many bandits in the Second Dragon post, was obviously better than when he was in the Third King Village, and there was

Citadel…” Looking at

still as

night sky,

thinking about the relationship between Camille

said that the man was

seemed that it was

King Village, Terrence had heard from Camille that he was

they did not look like to be in this case at

about it, the more confused he

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powerful bandit village in Dragon Spine

again witnessed

forests, and valleys were

nearly ten

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

the first bandit village to have

bandit village was much larger than that of the

that the citadel

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

was Camille

Under the bright moon, one could see a film of light shaking rapidly above Windy Whirl Citadel, then breaking

bandits of Windy Whirl Citadel were still confused, Camille, who was holding a blade, jumped

pressure she brought was like a

whole process of Camille slaughtering the entire

was one of the two Pulse Control Realm cultivators