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.

only be called

was a division of status that only existed in the

the underground devil people

was of noble status and had

comparable to a Heavenly Spirit Realm Master, and

even an exquisite runes carved on the silver

was flowing

underground devils or the ones killed by Caspian previously, they all gave people a feeling that they were well trained in

and those defeated by Flame Gordon were like people

not only stronger, but also more

hearing the cloaked man’s words, the silver-armored devil’s eyes narrowed and he

sent

of this, he turned his head and

as if he was going to pierce

are two of your

under the

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

it.” The

to realize something and raised

cloak, a delicate and clean

that I

his gloomy face showed what he

was not angry at

said, “So, you don’t

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

under the cloak slowly shook his

was wide and the man was sitting, his height could

to

tell how tall he was, but they could

ordinary people, while the cloaked man was only

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 slightest bit

are dead, and the people I brought with me are also dead, so I don’t have anything to explain to you, because I didn’t do it, and I don’t know

I want to know what’s going on more than you,

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

Hong!

by a fierce wind, like

Crack! Crack! Crack!

the ground under his feet were