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

of status that only existed in the Boorish Desolate

underground devil people made

of noble status

comparable to a Heavenly Spirit Realm Master, and his

even an exquisite runes carved on the silver

moment, runes was flowing like

ones killed by Caspian previously, they all

underground devils and those defeated by Flame Gordon

only stronger, but also

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

of my teams that were sent out just

turned his head and

deep as a sharp sword, as if he was going to pierce through

of your men among

under the cloak asked

me you don’t find it strange?” The silver-armored devil frowned as killing intent froze in his

something strange about it.” The man

realize something and raised his head

delicate and clean chin

suspecting that I did

silent, but his gloomy face showed

angry at

said, “So, you don’t

Have anything worthy of my trust?” The silver-armored Devil

nothing to explain.” The man under the cloak slowly shook his

wide and the man was sitting, his

rose to

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

while the cloaked man was only

and in a state of anger,

dead, so I don’t have anything to explain to you,

know what’s going on more than

that these words were adding fuel to the

Hong!

surrounded by a fierce

Crack! Crack! Crack!

the ground under his feet were torn apart, like