The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 347

“B*stard!” Wayne was shocked and angry.

After the bloody rainshower, his face became twisted.

Fear, anger, panic, and desperation appeared on his face.

When a drop of blood fell on his face, the warm and sticky sensation made Wayne tremble.

Then, he immediately returned to his senses, and he roared, “Where’s the Unshakable Trap Formation! What are you all doing!”

The reply Wayne received was a series of screams and commotions.

“What’s going on?!” Wayne was shocked, and he hurriedly turned his head to look.

In that instant, he saw blood gushing into the sky.

Then, Wayne’s pupils contracted, he felt as if his heart was grabbed by a big hand, and he almost lost his breath.

“What’s… What’s going on!”

Amidst the panic, Wayne saw an exaggerated giant ax in the distance, flashing in the crowd.

With a simple swing, the Ninth Sacred Sect‘s disciples who maintained the formation were cut in half.

The blood gushed into the air, splattered on the ground like a midsummer rainstorm, making a crisp sound.

“That ax…” Wayne instantly remembered that he saw that ax in front of the Hopeful Woman Mountain, where it swiftly killed five armored guards.

The gory scene was still fresh in Wayne’s mind, and the two people that caused him to have such a tragic memory reappeared in front of him.

One just killed Jeremy, who was ranked higher than Wayne himself, and the other easily destroyed the Ninth Sacred Sect’s impressive ambush formation.

Next, Wayne watched wide-eyed as the Ninth Sacred Sect’s disciples realized what happened, and they immediately besieged Solana.

However, the delicate-looking Solana seemed to be like a giant beast, carrying her massive ax and sweeping it across, which rolled a bloody whirlpool.

In a flash, the extremely thick and warm blood covered the ground, and it was a hair-raising sight

“Hey, what are you looking at?!”

Suddenly, Wayne heard a growl, and his face quickly turned as pale as a sheet.

Then, when he looked over, he saw a ray of black electric shot blasting toward him with a force that could annihilate his soul.

“Ahh!” Wayne let out a miserable scream, and he hectically raised his sword to cover himself.

Bang!

Wayne’s thin longsword quickly blasted into pieces, and its fragments exploded in mid-air.

The Ghoul-Locker Spear broke through the space and passed through the debris, giving Wayne no chance to react at all.

Then, in a blink of an eye, the spear pierced through Wayne’s neck.

Among the gurgling sound, blood shot out from the back of Wayne’s neck.

Wayne was wide-mouthed and wide-eyed.

He could not understand how he was single-handedly destroyed by that guy, who was obviously in a lower realm than him.

Wayne did not have time to ponder on the question anymore.

After Caspian took out his Ghoul-Locker Spear, blood immediately gushed out of the hole in Wayne’s neck, forming a strange arc in mid-air.

With complex emotions such as unwillingness, regret, fear, and doubt, in Wayne’s eyes, he fell from mid-air.

The Ninth Sacred Sect’s disciples all watched in near desperation as Wayne slammed on the ground, spattering a large amount of blood and convulsing twice before he ultimately stopped.

Wayne and Jeremy were among the best in the Ninth Sacred Sect’s disciples, where Wayne was ranked third, and Jeremy was ranked second, just next to Harper.