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.

a while, he couldn’t

of the

Terrence also had a hunch that this night would be the beginning of

came out of the wooden

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

bottomless pit, was filled with

time, Camille’s body had been squeezed to

came out,

the next bandit village. Moreover, for her, Caspian’s injury, after being recuperated by vigor of many bandits in the Second Dragon post, was obviously better

Whirl Citadel…” Looking at Terrence, Camille said

as fast

quickly in the night sky, Terrence had nothing to

help thinking about the relationship between Camille and the unconscious

said that the man

it seemed that it was very

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

were brother and sister, they did not look like to

about it, the more confused

***

as the largest and most powerful bandit village in Dragon Spine Mountain, was located far

tonight, Terrence once again witnessed the power of cultivator’s

and valleys were left

nearly ten days

than two hours to see the bandit village in the

Citadel had two cultivators, and it was the

larger than that of the Second

the most important thing was that

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

tonight, it was Camille who came

bright moon, one could see a film of light shaking rapidly above Windy

still confused, Camille,

as butterflies, but the pressure she brought was

the whole process of Camille slaughtering the entire Windy Whirl Citadel from

one to be killed was one of the two Pulse Control