The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1292

Looking at the short man in front of him, whose upper body was bleeding at the same time, Caspian frowned. He raised his hand and wanted to kill this guy.

But… That guy was too dirty.

After a moment of hesitation, Caspian put down his hand and turned to walk toward the ashes of the female zombie.

If Caspian himself was controlling this body now, he would definitely cut off the short man’s head without hesitation. That was because Caspian’s rule was that once he confirmed that the other side was an enemy, he would cut off the other party’s head first, then sit down and talk slowly. But now, the one who took over the body didn’t do that because he thought his identity was unique. This should only be an explanation in his heart.

In fact, the reason was that he thought it was dirty.

Walking to the ashes left by the female zombie, an invisible wave of air blew violently. Instantly, the ashes on the ground disappeared.

This also meant that the female zombie that had existed for more than 20,000 years disappeared.

After the ashes were blown away, the palm-sized corpse core was revealed. Bloody light flowed through the Corpse Core.

Without a doubt, this was a great tonic. The reason why Caspian didn’t pick it up before was that he thought it was useless to him. But now he came back because he felt that the original owner of this body needed it very much.

But, just as he reached out and was about to grab the Corpse Core, a cold saber radiance darted out from behind him and laid across Caspian’s neck.

At the same time, Journey’s voice came from behind Caspian with a faint smile, “I didn’t expect that there was a big fish like you hidden in a group of shrimps.”

At this moment, Journey Doney was very proud. Even though he didn’t know exactly what exactly happened here. But Silent Lion, Cidas Mont, and the others were all dead, and only this disciple called Caspian was intact, which was enough to explain the problem.

Coupled with the fact that Caspian had placed Silent on the ship with one move, Journey had come to a conclusion, this Caspian must have had a great opportunity to surpass his peers.

Crape Myrtle Sect should have tried their best to obtain such a cultivator. However, in Journey’s eyes, it was a pity.

“Who let you get involved in this mission? It was a pity that another genius died halfway before he could grow up.”

Journey did not hide his killing intent at all.

The short man not far behind Journey opened his mouth as if he wanted to remind Journey of something. But because of extreme horror, the short man’s mouth was wide open to an unimaginable extent, but he couldn’t make any sound.

In the short man’s eyes, the fate that belonged to him above Journey’s head seemed to be being strangled and slowly dissipated. In front of Journey, the short man could not see the fate of Caspian with his back to them.

But, he could see a picture…

In the boundless pitch-black sea, one stormy wave after another rose. Large amounts of bones and corpses were floating in the sea. These bones and skeletons were extremely large, which was beyond the short man’s imagination. The most terrifying thing was that in the sky above the sea, a white bone throne was burning with a ghastly green flame. Its back was facing him as it hovered there quietly.

The Archean Eon, the Boorish Desolate, the magnificence, the horror, the gloom, despair, the disaster, and all kinds of auras came from the majestic figure on the white bone throne. This was a great figure who could weigh history with one hand!

How could the short man be qualified to see such a person’s fate?

As if sensing the short man’s fear, the White Bone Throne slowly turned around.