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 the

status that only existed in the Boorish

appearance of the underground devil

of noble status and had a higher

to a Heavenly Spirit Realm Master, and his silver

even an exquisite runes carved on the silver

flowing like

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

by Flame Gordon were like

not only stronger, but

the silver-armored devil’s eyes narrowed and he

my teams that were sent out just now

of this, he turned his head and looked

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

two of your men among

man under the cloak

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

The man under

seemed to realize something and raised his head

a delicate and clean chin was

that I

his gloomy

angry at the

said, “So, you don’t believe

worthy of my trust?” The silver-armored

the cloak slowly shook his head

and the man was sitting, his height could not

rose to his

was, but they could tell that the man under the cloak

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

so much higher than him and in a state of anger, the cloaked man’s aura was not

also dead, so I don’t have anything to explain to you, because I didn’t do it, and I don’t know anything

want to know what’s going on more

words were

Hong!

surrounded by a fierce wind,

Crack! Crack! Crack!

ground under his feet were torn apart, like crispy