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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 2312

Of course, this sentence was for the one behind the Gates of Hell.

When Caspian was refining He Silver City, the one behind the Gates of Hell was also doing the same thing.

However, he was much more powerful than Caspian.

Apart from the fact that Caspian had stopped at the first stage of the Real Immortal Realm, he had also used the cultivator, who didn’t say his name even at the end of his life, to absorb the Phoenix Essence Blood in Su Chen's body.

Even if Caspian restrained his aura, he could still kill his opponents.

It was like a mountain. No matter how hard he tried to hide himself, it was still a mountain.

A random stone could smash an egg into mud.

The strength of Caspian had increased by dozens of times or even a hundred times.

So he wanted to know what kind of change had happened to the one behind the Gates of Hell.

"Not bad..."

After a long time, a voice came from the one behind the Gates of Hell.

However, when that person spoke normally, he was always a little stuttering, so the result was that Caspian could not judge his mood from his tone.

It was difficult to judge the situation.

Caspian was about to ask more details when the man took the initiative to speak.

"I... want to... sleep for a while..."

"Sleep for a while?" Caspian said doubtfully.

According to his previous experience, every time after the one behind the Gates of Hell said that he wanted to sleep for a while, which not only meant that he had no way to help Caspian in the next period of time, but also said that when he woke up again, he would become stronger than before.

But for some reason, Caspian had a very strange feeling when he heard that at this time.

It was as if the other party said that he wanted to sleep for a while, not the truth, but an excuse.

After some thought, Caspian asked, "How long will it take?"

"I... don't... know..."

But... it shouldn't be... a long time..."

That was enough.

Caspian nodded. "Okay, I'll wait for you to wake up."

"Ah... wake up... Do you... still want to... see... me..."

"Huh? What do you mean?" This time, Caspian finally confirmed that his previous feeling was right. "Are you leaving?"

"That's... of course... you... are useless to me..."

"Do you mean that you won't be in my sea of consciousness when you wake up this time?"

"Yes..."

Hearing this answer, Caspian could not help feeling lost.

They had been enemies from the beginning, but now they were friends and teachers.

In fact, Caspian was used to the fact that the Gates of Hell was standing tall in his own sea of consciousness.

He was also used to this mysterious expert who had never shown up and was stuttering.

And most of the time, this was the hidden trump card of Caspian, the biggest reliance.

Caspian still did not know how strong the other party was.

After all, every time the other party needed to attack, the enemy would be crushed to death in an instant.

However, since he was used to the existence of the other party, the other party suddenly told him that he was going to leave. In some ways, it was a little hard for Caspian to describe his emotions.

The one behind the Gates of Hell had also fallen asleep.

When he was in Three Sages Mountain, Caspian once thought that the other party had disappeared.

However, those were not the one behind the Gates of Hell who took the initiative.

This time, since the other party took the initiative to say it, he really wanted to leave.

And without any warning.

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