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.

is destroyed now, it won’t cause any immediate reaction from its

asked, “I hope that I can use it to temper my

“You can’t… Use it…”

Caspian was

can… Refine it… You don’t need to…

so

when you spoke in

be directly refined and absorbed without

was obviously a more convenient method, but when this guy first said it,

behind the Gates of Hell

this laughter sounded like mockery no

won’t argue

his mind

in his heart and continued to ask, “How

Devil Prince, who was equivalent

he could refine it and improve his Divine Sense, the effect it could bring would definitely be comparable to that of realm improvement brought

time, the one behind the Gates of Hell did not speak, but

palm above the

of black devil thought

at this, Caspian

anxious, Caspian still resisted the urge

the man behind the Gates

dispersed, the giant hand’s

around him. The airflow turned into beams of power and drilled into the

heard a crash coming from the

running

process didn’t

about a meal, the

of an adult’s fist, appeared in

course, although this elixir was huge, it was still

is…” Caspian looked inside and looked at the

it the elixir refined by

into an elixir, but that this elixir

alchemy furnaces, alchemy fire, natural

the man behind the Gates of Hell just clenched his hand and refined a elixir in a

the one behind Gates

this was all done in Caspian’s sea of

Now… You can… Directly… Absorb

you refine it?” Caspian

Method… Now… You can’t… Master it…

fine, but the last one sounded

too lazy