The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The terrifying might that the silver-armored devil was exerting caused the ground beneath the feet to begin to shatter and collapse.

Cracks appeared in the air around him, as if they were spider webs.

They spread out in all directions, as if they would collapse in the next moment.

In the distance, tens of thousands of underground devils were gathered.

Like those who had just been killed by Caspian, these underground devils were tall and thin, with ferocious faces.

Originally, these underground devils were all as solemn as an army.

But, the void was shaking and the blood was tragic.

As the silver-armored devil suddenly stood up, his momentum was monstrous, like a volcano erupting.

The large group of underground devils were so scared that they immediately knelt on the ground and trembled.

However, among the violent airflow, only one person sitting next to the silver-armored devil was sitting still on the spot.

The man was wearing a wide brown cloak, which covered his whole body.

It was hard to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

However, the fierce wind at the moment could not blow the cloak off his body at all.

From this, it could be seen that the strength of the man under the cloak could not be underestimated.

After a while, the viciousness in the silver-armored devil’s eyes gradually dissipated.

The violent aura gradually calmed down.

However, this kind of silence gave people a feeling of tranquility before the storm, which made people feel even more depressed.

A faint voice came from under the cloak, “Prince, did something happen?”

Judging from the voice, it was a young man, but people still couldn’t see his face clearly at this moment.

From the way he addressed the silver-armored devil, people could tell that the silver-armored devil was the son of a certain king among the underground devils.

Because only the son of a certain king could be called Prince.

If Flame Gordon knew of this news at this moment, he would probably be so shocked that he would not be able to speak.

This was because the underground devils that he had defeated earlier were all like barbaric tribes.

Forget about the nobles.

only

that only existed in the Boorish

the appearance of the underground devil

devil was of noble

a Heavenly Spirit Realm Master,

runes carved

this moment, runes was flowing like

devils or the ones killed by Caspian previously, they all gave people a

by Flame Gordon were like

stronger,

man’s words, the silver-armored

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of this, he turned his head and looked

was as deep as a sharp sword, as if he was going to pierce through the other

two of your

The man under the cloak asked in

silver-armored devil frowned as killing intent froze in

something strange about it.” The man

while, he seemed to realize something

a delicate and

you suspecting that I

silent, but his gloomy face showed what

at the attitude of the

said, “So, you don’t

of my trust?” The silver-armored Devil laughed hideously. “You must

man under the

man was sitting,

to his

how tall he was, but they could tell that the man

bit taller than ordinary people, while the cloaked man was only a little

Devil who was so much higher than him and in

so I don’t have anything to explain to you, because I didn’t do it, and I don’t know anything about it.” The cloaked man

want to know what’s going on more than you, because this is your

that these words were adding fuel to

Hong!

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Crack! Crack! Crack!

ground under his feet were