The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Caspian immediately understood when he looked down at the hornet’s nest-like ground.

Magical power unleashed by the Devil Prince was capable of corroding the earth.

Not only did it corrode to both sides, but it also corroded to the place near the surface when it went up. If it lasted longer, the ground covered by the rock would not be like a hornet’s nest at this moment.

Instead, it would directly become an empty pit leading to the ground.

Now that he had flown out of the ground, Caspian did not intend to go back.

“Don’t… Leave…” Just as he was about to direct his spirit boat back, Caspian suddenly heard the one behind the Gates of Hell had spoke.

“Why?”

“That fellow… Is about to disappear…”

Caspian immediately looked into sea of consciousness.

The Divine Soul, which had been on the verge of death, became paler at this moment.

Not to mention being imprisoned, he was afraid that even if he blew a breath now, he could make it disappear into thin air.

“How could this be?” Caspian frowned.

“No… It’s not me… It’s your… Magic weapon… It cut off… The connection between him and the main body…”

It was rare for this one behind the Gates of Hell to be patient enough to explain.

However, after hearing what the other party said, Caspian understood.

The wisp of Divine Sense separated from the Devil Prince’s body was like the relationship between a river and a branch.

If the connection between the river and the branch was cut off, the branch would gradually dry up.

What’s more, there was a big sun behind the Gates of Hell shining next to the branch.

It was already very good that it could hold on until now and it was not dried up.

After being reminded by the other party, Caspian thought of another thing.

“Will the main body immediately sense this wisp of divine thought and then rush over?”

“Your… Magic weapon… Is completely… Completely cut off… Connection… The separated… Divine Sense… Is independent… Individual…”

Fortunately, Caspian was used to communicating with the one behind the Gates of Hell.

Otherwise, another person would not have been able to understand these intermittent words.

even if this strand of divine thought is destroyed now, it won’t cause any immediate reaction from its main

asked, “I hope

“You can’t… Use it…”

this, Caspian

You don’t need to…

so bad…” Caspian

like this when you

could be directly refined and absorbed

more convenient method, but when this guy first said it, it was clear that he

behind the Gates of Hell

laughter sounded like mockery no

it, I won’t argue with

has just woken up, and his mind must

heart and continued to ask,

sense came from the Devil Prince, who was equivalent to Amethyst

effect it could bring

behind the Gates of Hell did not

above the Gates of

bang, the wisp of black devil thought let

at this, Caspian

Caspian still resisted the

knew that the man behind the Gates of

after the black smoke was dispersed, the giant hand’s fist did not

to the naked eye appeared around him. The airflow turned into beams of

Caspian heard a crash coming from

like running water rushing

didn’t

meal, the palm

which was the size of an adult’s fist,

was huge, it was still smaller than sesame seeds compared

is…” Caspian looked inside and looked at

elixir refined

condensed into an elixir, but that this elixir

furnaces, alchemy fire, natural precious

the Gates of Hell just clenched his

one behind Gates of Hell didn’t use any magic

all done in Caspian’s sea of

Now… You can… Directly…

did you refine

You can’t…

but the last one

lazy to argue