The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1532

Caspian turned around and faced the empty layer of the stone room. He suddenly raised his hand, and spiritual Qi in his body ran wildly like a tide.

The next moment, he struck out with his palm.

“Taiyi Fire Saber!”

Hong!

In an instant, a flame blade of light, which was dozens of meters long, whizzed out and tore the sky apart. It rushed out like a burning comet. The air along the way was burned and boiled. It directly pierced through the walls of the stone room.

The edge of the gap in the wall turned into melted lava and flowed down. However, Tower of Life had the ability to restore itself.

After a while, the huge breach was completed by himself.

Caspian moved slightly again.

“Purple Yin Ghostly Shield!”

Swoosh!

His body was immediately wrapped by a semi-transparent ball. With the will of Caspian, the ball could change its shape at will, or it could wrap him up like a big ball at this moment, or it could turn into a shield to block the side of his body, or form a door plank, suspending under his feet and lifting him up.

Although he had not tried, Caspian estimated that the power of the Purple Yin Ghostly Shield was no less than that of a middle-grade defensive spirit tools.

After performing the two magical powers, Caspian cast his eyes on the third thing on the crystal platform: a pair of gloves that seemed to be made of gold and steel.

This glove was full of metallic texture, about a foot long. That was to say, after it was put on, not only would it cover the palm, but even the front part of the arm would be covered.

Caspian reached out and picked up the glove. Suddenly, he felt his hand sink. He was slightly surprised.

One had to know that the strength of Caspian’s single arm was no less than 5,000 kilograms. It would not be a problem for him to destroy the mountain with bare hands, let alone buildings. But now, when he picked up the gloves, he felt a little heavy.

From this, one could imagine how astonishing the weight of the gloves seemed to be.

‘It must be made of some kind of material I don’t know yet. It’s a magic weapon…’

Caspian did not put on the gloves immediately. Instead, he raised the gloves in front of him and looked at them carefully.

Soon, he saw two words near the inner part of his wrist, Celestial Punishment.

‘The name of this glove is Celestial Punishment…’ Caspian pondered in his heart.

Although his mother didn’t prepare many magic weapons for him, he already knew that any magic weapon with a name was definitely of extraordinary quality.

For example, the previous Broken Sword Moon in Mirror.