The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 855

Seeing that Caspian was fearless and continued to attack him, the dead soul's eyes instantly widened.

The resentment and hatred in his eyes were about to turn into flames and burst out.

"I can even kill Amethyst Palace Realm cultivators. You are just a little dead soul that was hooked up by me in the Gates of Hell. How dare you..."

"Little death soul?"

Caspian, who had been indifferent before, seemed to be ignited at this moment. He roared, "How dare you call me Little dead soul?"

Hong!

An air blast burst out from Caspian's body like a raging wave.

At this moment, the wax-shaped hard shell that enveloped them actually began to crack.

The dead soul was forced by the momentum, and he was a little scared.

Dead Soul had three questions in his mind.

"I'll let you know who is the little dead soul!"

Caspian roared in response.

His anger, like boiling oil, rushed to the dead soul in an instant.

His five fingers turned into claws and suddenly grabbed down.

The dead soul was stunned at first, and then he felt a sharp pain coming from his chest.

Her blood-red eyes were full of disbelief and he lowered his head.

Suddenly, he saw that his chest was pierced through.

At this moment, Caspian's arm went straight into his chest.

"How, how is this possible...? I, I'm a dead soul...." The dead soul stammered.

The old voice suddenly became sharp.

A fierce light flashed in Caspian's eyes.

Obviously, he was far from venting his anger.

"I am killing the dead soul!"

He waved his other arm violently.

Honglong!

A yellow-green light instantly condensed on the surface of Caspian's arm.

In a flash, the yellow-green light turned into a huge sickle.

The sickle wrapped itself around the chains.

Skeletons were tied to the chains.

At this moment, these skeletons opened their mouths and roared sharply.

"What is this?"

The dead soul screamed.

Although he did not know where the sickle came from, he felt extremely ferocious and horrible from the sickle.

The aura was like a flood, ready to devour him in the next moment.

The dead soul wanted to struggle and escape.

But his chest was pierced, and he couldn't move at all.

"No."

With a shrill howl, the dead soul could only watch as the sickle slashed into his body. In an instant, he was torn into dozens of pieces like a piece of paper.

But it didn't stop.

After all, the dead soul had no physical body.

This method of killing ordinary people was not enough to destroy dead souls.

And Caspian's means were obviously not over.

He took a step forward and made a grasping motion with his five fingers.

These wriggling pieces of the dead soul could not move at all. They could only hover in place and move slowly.

"Hey, little dead soul?"

Caspian made a disdainful sound from his nose, and his palm suddenly shook.

A wail came from the depths of the void at the same time as the soul fragment exploded into smoke.

The wailing was filled with endless unwillingness, regret, and despair.

It was as if his whole body was full of thorns, and his sharp edge was exposed. No matter who provoked him, he would trample them under his feet.

Such a situation had never happened to Caspian.

The next moment, Jessica also noticed Caspian's dark pupils.

The surprised expression on her face gradually faded away.

Instead, it was the vigilant look on Jessica's face.

She clenched her Autumn Waters Sword, took a step back, and asked tentatively, "Caspian?"

Caspian stopped and turned to look at her.

Jessica's heart tightened.

The man's bottomless dark eyes, like a big hand, instantly grabbed her throat, making her unable to breathe.

At this moment, Jessica's body tensed up and her scalp tingled.

She instinctively pointed at Caspian with Autumn Waters Sword.

"Who are you?" said Jessica, her voice trembling.

If the person in front of her was Caspian whose body was occupied by the dead soul, she would never accept it.

Caspian just glanced at her and did not respond at all. He quickly turned his head and looked at the White Bone Throne not far away.

Narrowing his eyes, Caspian stepped towards the White Bone Throne.

"Who are you? What have you done to Caspian?" Jessica suppressed the fear in her heart and stepped forward to ask.

However, Caspian completely ignored her, as if he had not heard what Jessica said at all. After a while, he walked to the front of the White Bone Throne.

The heads on the White Bone Throne opened their mouths at this moment, as if they were silently howling at him.

Caspian sneered disdainfully.

The next moment, he raised his fist and smashed it down.

The power of the punch was like a meteorite crashing to the ground.

Hong!

The White Bone Throne instantly exploded and broke into pieces.