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 called

of status that only

underground devil people made people feel

silver-armored devil was of noble status and had a higher

Realm Master, and his

exquisite runes carved on the silver

this moment, runes was flowing like water, flashing

matter whether it was the tens of thousands of underground devils or the ones killed by Caspian previously, they all gave people

Flame Gordon were like people in

stronger, but also

man’s words, the silver-armored devil’s eyes

sent out

head and looked at the man under the

sharp sword, as if

of your

man under the cloak

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

it.” The man under the

while, he seemed to realize something and

the cloak, a delicate and

that

Devil was silent, but his gloomy face showed

was not angry at the attitude of the silver-armored

and said, “So, you

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

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

was wide and the man was sitting, his height

to

was, but they

while the cloaked man was only a little taller

face of the Silver-armored Devil who was so much higher than him and in a state of anger, the cloaked man’s aura was not the

with me are also dead, so I don’t have anything to explain to you,

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

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

Hong!

surrounded by a

Crack! Crack! Crack!

his feet were torn