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 called

that

of the underground devil people

devil was of noble status and had a

Realm Master, and his silver

even an exquisite runes carved

was flowing

distance, no matter whether it was the tens of thousands of underground devils or the ones killed by Caspian previously, they all

defeated by Flame Gordon were like people in two

only stronger, but also

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

were sent out just

head and looked at the man

was as deep as a sharp sword, as if he

are two of your

man under the

find it strange?” The silver-armored devil frowned as killing intent froze

about it.” The man under the cloak

realize something and

cloak, a delicate

suspecting that I did

silver-armored Devil was silent, but his gloomy

angry at

“So, you don’t believe

worthy of my trust?” The silver-armored

the cloak slowly shook

cloak was wide and the man was sitting,

to his

was, but they could tell that

the cloaked man was only a little taller than

Silver-armored Devil who was so much higher than him and

I don’t have anything to explain to

to know what’s going on

doubt that these words were adding fuel to the silver-armored Devil’s

Hong!

was surrounded by a

Crack! Crack! Crack!

the ground under his feet were torn apart, like