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

status that

appearance of the underground devil people made people

devil was of noble status and

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

was even an exquisite runes carved

was flowing like water, flashing with

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

defeated by Flame Gordon

not only stronger, but also

the silver-armored devil’s eyes

of my teams that were sent out just now

head and looked

as a sharp sword, as if he was going

are two of

under the cloak asked

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

about it.” The man under

realize something and raised his head

delicate and clean

that

his gloomy face showed what he

was not angry at the

and said, “So, you don’t

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

under the cloak slowly shook his

was wide and the man was sitting, his

rose to his

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

ordinary people, while the cloaked man was only a little taller than the other party’s

so much higher than him and in

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 man looked at

going on more

was no doubt that these words were

Hong!

by a fierce wind, like

Crack! Crack! Crack!

his feet were torn apart, like crispy