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 be

division of status that only existed in

the underground devil people made people feel completely

noble status and

Realm Master, and his

even an exquisite runes

flowing like water, flashing with mysterious

it was the tens of thousands of underground devils or the ones killed by Caspian previously, they all gave people a feeling that they were well

devils and those defeated by Flame Gordon were like people in two different

stronger,

hearing the cloaked man’s words, the

teams that were sent

this, he turned his head and looked at the man under the

as a sharp sword, as if he was going to

of your men

the cloak asked

strange?” The silver-armored devil frowned

it.” The

seemed to realize

the cloak, a delicate and clean chin was

you suspecting that I did it,

was silent, but his gloomy face showed what he

was not angry at the attitude

and said, “So, you don’t believe

silver-armored Devil laughed hideously. “You must give

explain.” The man under the cloak slowly shook his head and stood

was wide and the man was sitting, his height could

to his

cloak, no one could tell how tall he was, but they could

while the cloaked man was only a little taller than the other party’s

and in a state of anger, the cloaked man’s aura was not the slightest

explain to you, because I didn’t do it, and I don’t know anything

on more than you, because this

words were adding fuel to the silver-armored

Hong!

surrounded by a fierce wind,

Crack! Crack! Crack!

of the ground under his feet were torn