The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1866

The bright moon hung high in the sky.

The night wind was cool.

The breeze blew gently, causing the fine sand in the desert to produce shallow ripples.

As far as the eye could see, it made people feel that the sky was high and the earth was wide.

In particular, under such circumstances, one could still find natural precious materials.

That was perfect.

At this moment, Caspian was standing on fine sand.

There was a flash of precious light in this area.

But when he arrived, the light disappeared.

If it weren't for the fact that Caspian was confident in his eyesight, he would have thought that he mistook the reflection of the light of the desert as a treasure.

"The desert, the silver light."

Caspian muttered to himself. Wisps of spiritual Qi seeped out from his fingertips and seeped into the ground within a radius of ten miles.

"There are rats in the desert, eating iron ores, with protruding backs, leading thunder and melting sand..."

When he said the last sentence, Caspian shouted softly and raised his hand.

Splash!

All of a sudden, the spiritual Qi that had been seeping out earlier interweaved into a big net, which immediately collected the sand within a radius of more than ten miles.

There were countless small holes in the spiritual Qi of Caspian.

As a result, countless grains of sand as thin as silver needles fell from these small holes like threads.

The sand that was caught by the spiritual Qi net suddenly decreased quickly.

When it was almost done, the calm sand suddenly boiled and stirred violently.

At first glance, it was like countless snakes swimming wildly in the sand, making people feel creepy.

Seeing this scene from afar, Handsome widened its eyes in surprise.

"I knew it." Caspian suddenly withdrew the net.

Immediately, the remaining sand rolled down from the sky like a flood.

In the rushing sand sea, it could be seen clearly that there were many gray-haired demonic beasts about a foot long, like mice, flying rapidly in the sand.

The one that was the first to land on the desert suddenly turned over and disappeared into the sand, as if it was not sand, but water.

"Thunder-devouring Rat." As Caspian introduced it to Handsome, he reached out and grabbed it.

A fat Thunder-devouring Rat immediately shot out from afar like an arrow and landed steadily in the hands of Caspian.

The moment Caspian grabbed it; the Thunder-devouring Rat opened its mouth and let out a chaotic cry.

An ordinary mouse would squeak when it called out. As expected of a Thunder-devouring Rat, it opened its mouth and emitted the rolling thunder of summer thunderstorm.

If Caspian hadn't been prepared in advance, he would have been scared.

Seeing that Caspian and Handsome were indifferent, and Handsome was drooling, staring at it as if it was looking at some fresh ingredients, the Thunder-devouring Rat was so scared that its mouth opened wider. In the depths of its throat, a white light quickly condensed.

"Don't waste it!" Caspian was quick-witted and pinched its mouth.

Honglong!

A boom rang out from within the Thunder-devouring Rat's body.

The sound waves spread around, and twisted ripples could be seen in the air.