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.

leader could only be

that only existed in

of the underground devil people made

silver-armored devil was of noble status

a Heavenly Spirit Realm Master, and his silver armor

exquisite runes carved on the

flowing like water, flashing

was the tens of thousands of underground devils or the ones killed by Caspian previously,

defeated by Flame Gordon were like people in two different

not only stronger, but

the

teams that were sent out

he turned his head and

as a sharp sword, as if he was going

two of your men

the

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

something strange about it.” The man under the

while, he seemed to realize something and raised

cloak, a delicate and clean chin

you suspecting that

silent, but his gloomy face showed what

angry at the

“So, you don’t believe me,

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

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

the cloak was wide and the man was sitting, his height could

rose to

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

people, while the cloaked man was

and

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

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

was no doubt that these words were adding fuel

Hong!

by a

Crack! Crack! Crack!

under his