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 called the

a division of status that only existed in the Boorish Desolate

the underground devil people made

devil was of noble status and had

Heavenly Spirit Realm Master,

runes carved on

flowing like water, flashing with

devils or the ones killed by

by Flame Gordon were like people in two different

not only stronger, but

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

that were sent out just

of this, he turned his head and looked

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

are two of your men

The man under the cloak asked in

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

about it.” The man

a while, he seemed to realize

delicate and clean

that

was silent, but his gloomy

at the attitude of

smiled and said, “So, you

silver-armored Devil laughed hideously. “You must give me an

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

man was sitting, his height could

rose to his

was, but they could tell that the man under the

ordinary people, while the cloaked man was only a

than him and in a state of anger, the cloaked man’s aura was not the slightest bit

I don’t have anything to explain to you, because I didn’t do it, and I don’t know anything about it.” The cloaked

what’s going on more than you, because

words were adding

Hong!

was surrounded by a fierce wind, like a raging

Crack! Crack! Crack!

ground under his feet were torn apart,