The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 653

Everyone’s confusion was not baseless.

After all, they experienced how troublesome the last evil cultivator was, and he was different from other evil cultivators who used all kinds of killer moves at the last minute to give it a go.

Instead, the evil cultivator consumed an unknown medicinal pill to increase the hardness of its body to the extreme.

In addition, since he followed the foul path of cultivation, his body was several times harder than steel once he took the medicinal pill.

Omar also slashed the opponent twice, but he only managed to leave two white marks.

Jessica’s ninth-grade weapon, the Autumn Waters Sword, only slightly cut the opponent’s skin.

Those levels of injuries would be similar to an ordinary person being bitten by a mosquito.

However, Casey slashed the guy in half without breaking a sweat.

Hence, everyone’s eyes revealed a hint of confusion.

After connecting Casey’s previous performance, everyone thought he hid his true strength.

Emmett’s face also gradually turned pale.

From Casey’s move just now, Emmett could see that the possibility of him outperforming the opponent was extremely small.

“I didn’t expect Casey to hide such a powerful strength.

Even without an assistive beast, he’s stronger than us,” Liam said softly.

“Well, although everyone has a hole card, Casey’s card…” Andrew smiled bitterly, expressing his mood with his expression.

Everyone watched as Casey lifted the golden saber in his hand.

The next moment, it shattered into pieces with a cracking sound, turning into countless golden powders and falling to the ground.

As the blade could not bear the overwhelming slash just now, it shattered.

When everyone saw the scene, they all secretly nodded and thought, “This should be right.

It seems that the long saber was the primary impact, but it’s a pity that it’s broken now.”

Soon, everyone recovered their attention and turned to Charles, who was still folding his arms on the high platform not far away.

Xander took a deep breath and said, “You’re the only one left.”

Charles’ eyes were as arrogant as always as he replied, “And that’s more than enough to handle you, a bunch of barely twenty-year-old kids thinking that they can challenge me.”

Then, he turned to glance at Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd behind him.

“Just a little bit more.

It seems that I’ll have to kill a few more of you, and my calculation was correct,” Charles mumbled to himself and looked at the crowd once again, suddenly revealing a faint smile.

While everyone was still in a daze, Caspian’s consciousness suddenly caught a strong airflow sweeping toward them, and the speed and strength were beyond Caspian’s imagination.

“Sh*t!” Caspian only managed to shout that before he felt a powerful airflow explode in front of him.

Boom!

It was like a thunderstorm hitting the ground, and everyone present flew out as their blood and Qi in them surged, which was highly uncomfortable.

Charles appeared in the spot where everyone originally stood, looking contemptuously at the fallen crowd around him.

He held a person in his hands up high.

“Timothy!” Jessica exclaimed.

Charles grabbed a Dark Moon Sect disciple.

Despite being a mid-level second-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, Timothy was like a helpless kitten, and he could not even struggle.

Charles’ smile grew brighter, and his palms slowly tightened.

Timothy’s cheeks suddenly turned red and purple, his tongue stuck out, and his eyes popped out.

“Let him go!” Jessica roared angrily, raising her Autumn Waters Sword as she slashed at Charles.