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

a division of status that only existed in the Boorish Desolate

underground devil people made people feel completely

of noble status and had

comparable to a Heavenly Spirit Realm Master, and his silver armor

even an exquisite runes carved on the

moment, runes was flowing like water, flashing

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

those defeated by Flame

not only stronger,

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

my teams that were sent out just now

of this, he turned his head and looked at the man under the

as a sharp sword, as if he

are two of your men

the cloak

silver-armored devil frowned as killing intent froze in

something strange about it.” The man under the

while, he seemed to realize something and raised his head

the cloak, a delicate and clean chin was

you suspecting that I did

was silent, but his gloomy face showed

angry at the attitude of the silver-armored

“So, you don’t believe me,

of my trust?” The silver-armored Devil

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

the man was sitting,

to

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

while the cloaked

face of the Silver-armored Devil who was so much higher than him and in a state of anger, the cloaked

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

on more than you, because this is your

these words were adding fuel to

Hong!

body was surrounded by

Crack! Crack! Crack!

the ground under his feet were torn apart,