The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1066

The ground, which should have been made of dark stone, was now muddy with blood. But the main reason was that the slate was splashed with blood and melted like a candle.

“Is this where you want to compensate me for my weapon?”

“It’s a… Fragment…”

“Not complete?” Caspian asked curiously.

“The complete… Is broken…”

Caspian was speechless.

“You are now… A weak chicken… If it is not broken… You… Can’t use it…”

While speaking, Caspian bent down and reached for the mud.

“What are you doing?” The guy in armor looked over.

Caspian’s actions made him feel puzzled. But he also knew that with that guy’s identity, it was absolutely impossible for him to do anything useless. And the environment here made him feel a little familiar and uneasy.

Looking around, the guy in armor suddenly seemed to remember something. Under the armor, he suddenly shouted in shock and anger, “This is that place. What are you looking for!”

However, it was too late for him to stop Caspian. The melted slate was like cold mud in the hand. Caspian reached in and felt as if he had grabbed something like a chain. The chain was very thick. Although it had not been pulled out, it was probably as thick as an adult’s arm. Caspian grabbed the chain and tore it apart.

Creak!

It was as if an old wooden gate had been opened. In a trance, a thick historical smell came to him.

Desolate, boundless, ancient, bloody, violent…

All of a sudden, Caspian felt as if his entire body was being squeezed, as if his soul was being crushed into pieces.

Five thousand years had passed, yet there was still this type of imposing manner, then at its peak, just how terrifying of an existence was this?

Boom!

The mud on the ground suddenly exploded. The rolling flames erupted like a volcano that had been accumulating and suppressing for a thousand years. The golden-red light was extremely dazzling, like a peacock opening its tail. It shot up from the foot of Caspian and stretched out. A blade broke out from the ground, burning with flames.

Caspian reached out and grasped it. The next moment, he was stunned.

The blade was covered with rust. Although it looked like a blade, it looked more like an old sickle. It was full of rust and broken. It didn’t seem to be able to break a clay brick, let alone being stronger than Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd.

Caspian looked around and did not think that it was a very powerful weapon. However, after learning from Moon in Mirror’s previous mistakes, Caspian remained reserved and did not make any comments.

“Flame Severing!” Almost at the same time, the guy in armor in the distance also roared.

There was surprise, panic, and fear in his voice.

“No! Why is this thing still here?!” With a roar, the guy rushed toward Caspian.

He crossed his hands at the same time, grabbed the sharp spikes on his elbows, and pulled them hard. Suddenly, the sharp spike became a handle. Two long emerald swords were pulled out of his elbows. The body of the sword was green. With a slight movement, the void around the blade was cut and jumped violently, as if it would collapse in the next moment.

Caspian stood rooted to the spot and did not move. He continued to stare at the Flame Severing in his hand. More and more cracks appeared. A golden-red light began to emerge from the crack. The divine light was like iron and blood, seemingly capable of killing ghosts and gods, shocking all Immortals!

The next moment, with a bang, all the rust broke at the same time, a wave of power, which could swallow mountains and rivers, emerged in the air. In that instant, the surrounding void caved in. At this moment, the floating air seemed to have turned into a roaring river.

The blade of the Flame Severing was not a complete piece, but it was arranged according to the size of the blade. There were nine pieces in total. There was a gap about three fingers wide between them. Every blade was red like burning blood. It burned fiercely and rushed into the sky. It was as if an ancient devil had been suppressed within. There were mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the blade. Any of them could penetrate everything and destroy the world.

The blade occupied two-thirds of the length of the giant saber and one-third was held by Caspian. The entire huge saber was almost at Caspian’s chest. Although it was not as long as Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd, it was obvious that the giant saber was far beyond the existence of an almost spirit tool.

The guy in armor had already rushed to the front of Caspian. An intense hatred burst out from all over his body. Before the flames could get close to him, they were all torn apart.

“I’ll kill you today!”

With a roar, the two long emerald swords struck out with countless sharp lights. Sword light was everywhere. All types of radiance tore through heaven and earth, endless radiance swirling about, interweaving with a tight dragnet. Sharp and bitter hatred, with deep hatred, seemed to chop Caspian into minced meat and ashes in an instant.