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.

could only be

was a division of status that only existed in the Boorish Desolate

appearance of the underground devil

silver-armored devil was of noble status and

Realm

exquisite runes

moment, runes was flowing like water, flashing

of thousands of underground devils or the ones killed by Caspian previously, they all

by Flame Gordon were like people

stronger, but

hearing the cloaked man’s words, the silver-armored devil’s eyes narrowed

were sent

and looked at the man

gaze was as deep as a sharp sword, as if he

of your men among

under the cloak asked

tell me you don’t find it strange?” The silver-armored devil frowned

something strange about it.” The man under the

realize something and raised his

a delicate and clean chin was

suspecting that I

silent, but his gloomy face showed what he

at the attitude of the

“So, you

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

man under the cloak slowly shook his head and stood

and the man was sitting, his

to his

of the cloak, no one could tell how tall he was,

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

was so much higher than him and in a state of anger, the cloaked

to you,

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

doubt that these words were adding fuel to the

Hong!

Devil’s body was surrounded by a fierce wind, like a raging

Crack! Crack! Crack!

ground under his feet were torn apart, like