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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1843

Summary for Chapter 1843 Chain Fantasy Array: The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter Summary: Chapter 1843 Chain Fantasy Array – The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell by Liu Ya

In Chapter 1843 Chain Fantasy Array, a key moment in the Novel novel The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell, Liu Ya delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.

Since it was related to the safety of its father, Handsome went all out at this moment. It directly opened its mouth and pulled off the right half of the middle-aged man's body.

With a pah sound, it spat out the black sledgehammer. Handsome took a few bites. And the left half of the cultivator was left alone.

His flesh and bones were covered with crisscrossed wounds, and his eyes were still fixed on the last moment of fear before he died.

The only fortunate thing was that he died quickly and did not suffer any pain.

At this time, Handsome rushed up again, grabbed the remaining half of the cultivator’s body, and swallowed it directly.

Blood stained its white teeth scarlet.

And it did not forget to grit its teeth and mutter, "How dared you sneak attack my dad? I will bite you to death, bite you to death!"

The old man was stunned.

His heart hurt and he felt bitter.

The air was still filled with despair.

The old man wanted to break free from the chain.

However, no matter how he operated his spiritual Qi, the chain did not move at all.

Not only that, but he was also horrified to find that the puppets that were controlled by him had lost contact with him after they were entangled by chains. He could not feel them at all.

At this time, Caspian stepped out of the rolling smoke.

The spiritual Qi formed a layer of Body-protection Gang on the surface of his body, so he was still spotless.

Seeing that Caspian was unscathed, the old man's face grew darker.

At this time, as long as he was not a fool, he would understand he could not afford to offend the other party.

"This, this is a misunderstanding..." The old man stuck out his tongue and said with difficulty.

Caspian looked at the bloodstains on the other party’s body and felt the surging vigor contained in it. He said lightly, "It's not a misunderstanding."

After that, he opened his five fingers and pressed down on the opponent's crown.

Peng!

The old man's head and body suddenly exploded into blood.

The puppets that the old man had controlled before also seemed to have lost their support and collapsed at this moment.

"Caspian, how is it? Do you know where my father is?" Handsome glanced at the mass of flesh and blood and looked at Caspian nervously.

Obviously, its father's safety was more important than Heavenly Spirit Realm's blood and flesh.

Caspian nodded and said, "I only had a thirty percent guess before, but now I have eighty percent confidence with the appearance of these two people."

After that, Caspian suddenly propped himself up and burst out a kind of majesty that supported heaven and earth.

The surging smoke and dust around him were immediately dispelled.

Streaks of black chains shot out from the depths of the void like bamboo shoots after rain.

In an instant, the chains were intertwined with each other within a radius of hundreds of miles, giving people a feeling of being impenetrable.

Caspian's divine sense also spread out in all directions, and he found something strange in an instant.

There was an obvious blank area in the net.

The net holes formed there were clearly greater than other places.

Caspian immediately focused all his attention on that place.

His strong Divine Awareness, like a big hand, came back and forth and swiped a few times.

Soon, some abnormal space distortion and fine array lines appeared in front of Caspian.

Caspian's eyes glittered. "As expected, it's the fantasy array!"

No one could find it in the first place, nor could e Caspian be to blame.

Because the person who set up the formation was not only very skillful, but also used the fantasy array to hide the existence of the fantasy array.

That was to say, he used a series of fantasy arrays to hide these fantasy arrays more deeply.

The lightning instantly spread out like sharp knives, cutting the thick white fog in an instant.

Clouds of white mist were cut into pieces and fell apart in all directions.

Instantly, the mountain peak covered by clouds slowly appeared again.

Handsome stuck its head out and looked down anxiously.

It knew that there must be a Murder Array in the clouds. Otherwise, Caspian would have led it to rush down.

Therefore, at this time, Handsome could only hold back its temper and wait bitterly.

The lightning became more and more concentrated. The thick white mist was almost torn into pieces at this time. A large part of it dissipated as the wind blew.

It was about to collapse completely.

At this time, a loud shout came from the depths of the white mist.

"Junior Sister, help me stop him!"

"There are others." Caspian narrowed his eyes.

The next moment, a flute sound rang, and soon a melody was played.

It would have been hard for him to imagine that the crisp sound of the flute could actually produce the melody of golden spears, iron horses, and wolf smoke.

All of a sudden, the sound of wailing could be heard from all directions.

In the wind, there were cries, wails, roars, the sound of clashing with the golden spear, and the sound of flesh being torn apart.

At the same time, a stench of blood and rust arose spontaneously.

It was as if a bloody battlefield was about to descend.

Just as Caspian thought of this, a light spot suddenly appeared in the four directions around him.

The four spots of light rapidly expanded. In the blink of an eye, they turned into four gates dozens of meters high.

Every gate seemed to connect with a tragic battlefield. The smell of iron and blood immediately surrounded Caspian.

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