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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1874

'What is this?"

Handsome stuck its head out on Caspian's shoulder and looked at it curiously.

However, it showed a look of disappointment. "An egg?"

In the middle of the delicate wooden box was an egg the size of a thumb.

There was a circle of black scales around it.

However, what emanated cold air were not the black scales, but the egg.

Handsome looked at Caspian in confusion and asked, "It was so small that it can’t even be made a pancake. Do you think this is a good thing?"

Caspian made a gesture of silence and gently put his finger on the eggshell.

A chill went straight through his skin and into his bones.

Caspian even felt goosebumps on his back.

His vigor was so strong that he wouldn't feel anything even if he was stripped naked and thrown into the ice water, let alone winter.

But at this moment, this was just a small egg, and it actually made him feel cold.

More importantly, when he touched the egg, Caspian felt that his blood was being moved.

The bloodline of Caspian was extraordinary.

This throb must not come from the bloodline of the Human Clan, but from the Demonic Beasts, even the Divine Beasts, and the innate physical quality.

Caspian put his fingertip on the eggshell and slowly extended a wisp of Divine Awareness.

The next moment, he felt a strong pull on his body.

In an instant, ice and snow flew in front of him.

Looking around, Caspian found himself standing at the top of a snow mountain.

The distance was filled with frost.

"Is this... an illusion?" Caspian narrowed his eyes.

Just then, a clear roar came from above.

This sound seemed to come from the Ninth Heaven, shocking people.

A huge black shadow instantly enveloped Caspian.

Just as Caspian was about to look up, a fierce wind sprang up around him.

Large amounts of snow seemed to form countless snow pillars that shot up into the sky.

When the gale stopped and Caspian looked up again, his eyes immediately met a pair of huge eyes.

Every pair of eyes was taller than his standing up. They were ice-blue and transparent like gems.

Caspian could clearly see his reflection from the eyes.

"This is...." Caspian was just about to look at the entirety of the eyes when suddenly everything around him began to spin violently.

The strong force appeared again, pulling his waist and throwing him backward.

The moment he returned to reality, Caspian tried to look at the fading illusion.

At the last glance, he saw a pair of white wings.

The wings were so big that it was hard to describe. With a wave of its hand, it overturned the sea of clouds and covered the sun.

Hong!

His mind trembled slightly, and what Caspian saw became a wooden box again.

His fingers had left the egg sometime ago.

He turned his head and saw Handsome looking at him with vigilance.

"Nothing." Caspian shook his head and recalled the scene he saw in the illusion.

Snow Mountain, big bird.

Phew, as long as it wasn't a snake.

Caspian exhaled.

In the girl's memory, Caspian had already known the origin of this egg.

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