The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 1590

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.

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

hope that I can use

“You can’t… Use it…”

this, Caspian was

can… Refine it… You don’t

are so bad…”

this when you spoke

could be directly refined and absorbed without any

this guy first said

behind the Gates of Hell

this laughter sounded like mockery no matter how

it, I won’t argue

and his mind must

and continued to ask, “How

wisp of divine sense came from the Devil Prince, who was

and improve his Divine Sense, the effect it could bring

one behind the Gates of Hell

above the

of black devil

this, Caspian

Caspian still resisted the urge

man behind the

smoke was dispersed, the giant hand’s fist did

the same time, wisps of airflow visible to the naked eye appeared around him. The airflow turned

a crash coming

was like running

process didn’t last

meal, the

was the size of an adult’s fist, appeared in the big

still smaller

inside and looked at

refined

that the Divine Soul could be condensed into an elixir,

required alchemy furnaces, alchemy fire,

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

behind Gates of Hell didn’t use any magic

this was all done in Caspian’s sea

can… Directly…

refine it?”

Now… You can’t… Master it…

but the last one sounded like a

too lazy

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